Chapter 250: The 27th Day of the Twelfth Lunar Month

Niu Wentao comes and goes in a hurry.

Du Fei rummaged through the gifts he left behind, and soon found a 'pipa'-shaped object wrapped in newspaper.

Du Fei's heart moved, and he had some vague guesses. He reached out and picked it up. The weight of this thing was a bit heavy on his hand.

Du Fei untied the rope and tore open the newspaper.

A pig leg covered with mold was exposed.

Du Fei's eyes lit up and he smiled secretly in his heart, "Hehe, it really is so!"

Turning the pork leg over, there are the words "Zhejiang Provincial Food Company Jinhua Ham" on it.

This thing is a good thing, I don’t know where Niu Wentao got it.

Here in the capital, no matter how much money there is, there is no place to buy it.

The two frozen prawns that Xu Damao sent last time were thrown into the portable space by Du Fei, and he was going to take them to Chen Zhongyuan's house during the New Year.

He decided to keep the Jinhua ham for himself and eat it slowly.

Shortly after Niu Wentao left, two more people came to Du Fei's house.

Lei Laoliu and his daughter-in-law, Xiao Cui'er, also carried many gifts and came to pay early New Year greetings.

Logically speaking, the second day of the Lunar New Year is the time to visit relatives and friends to pay New Year greetings.

But Lei Laoliu knew that he was definitely not strong enough now.

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, Du Fei was busy going here and there to pay New Year greetings, so he had no time to greet them.

Plus what happened with Mrs. Liu two days ago.

Du Fei originally left it to him, but unexpectedly the next day even Mrs. Liu and Lu Bo were arrested.

Lei Laoliu couldn't help at all, which made him feel a little unhappy and wanted to take advantage of the New Year to express his determination.

It was the first time that Xiaocui came to Du Fei's house.

Although her family is from a banner family, it is said that her ancestors are relatives of the emperor of Shangsan Banner. But her family's fortunes had long been in decline. She had been miserable since the day she was born, and it wasn't until she started working with Lei Laoliu that she saw some improvement.

But in recent years, I have been influenced by my ears and eyes, and I am not a stickler for things like building furniture.

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As soon as I entered the house, I saw the two huge square corner cabinets in Du Fei's house, and I immediately said "Yeah"

Du Fei saw that she didn't look like she was putting on a show, so he smiled and said, "Then the eldest sister still has research on furniture?"

Xiaocui smiled sheepishly, but she didn't have any stage fright, and said, "Boss Du, I'm a girl, how can I do any research? I just know that this wood is precious and precious. If I'm not mistaken, this is called rosewood." ?”

Du Fei laughed and gave a thumbs up, "You have good eyesight."

On this topic, the three of them chatted for a while, and Lei Laoliu and his wife left without staying much longer.

But before leaving, Lei Laoliu left a small red notepad.

Du Fei saw them off and came back to open the small book. The handwriting on it was very new, obviously newly written.

First page--

The first, Li Xiaoyu, is 29 years old and lives in Nanshuiguan Hutong, Guangqu. He is good at pickpocketing and unlocking and drawing architectural plans.

Second row: Zhou Gang, 37 years old, lives in Baizhifang Hutong and is good at making documents and bills.

The third row……

Du Fei opened the notepad. There were more than ten pages on it, recording the names and addresses of more than thirty people, as well as each person's specialties.

This is Lei Laoliu's letter of submission to Dufina, and it also demonstrates his personal value.

Du Fei knew that Lei Laoliu must have more than these people, and these people were not Lei Laoliu's subordinates.

But these people can use the money to do things when they need it.

It is the personal connections that Mr. Lei has accumulated after more than 20 years of business.

Although 90% of the people here are low-level thieves, they may be of great use at critical moments.

For Du Fei, it was a moderate surprise.

Du Fei flipped through it briefly, put away the notepad, and looked up at the almanac hanging on the wall.

Today is already the twenty-seventh day of the twelfth lunar month.

It’s New Year’s Eve in two days, and the New Year’s flavor on the streets is already quite strong.

When Du Fei came back from get off work in the evening, he found many children setting off firecrackers. .??.

The "snap" sound of the small whip is endless.

Occasionally, a louder "bang" could be heard, exploding the snowdrifts on the roadside in the distance, making the children around them scream in fright.

Before Du Fei traveled through time, he was like this when he was a child. He would follow behind the big kid, holding a thin and long incense stick in his hand, and he would break it if he wasn't careful.

Carrying the dismantled firecrackers in my pocket, I found a place I thought was perfect.

I put down the firecrackers and held the incense tremblingly. The incense head was only the size of a millet grain, and I couldn't light it for a long time...

Recalling these memories that had been sealed for countless years, Du Fei couldn't help but smile knowingly. He sat on the Arhat bed, leaned back, and put his hands behind his head.

Just at this moment, there was a meow.

Xiaowu got in through the cat hole in the door.

I don’t know where I went crazy again. I was dirty, but I was in a happy mood. I combed my tail high, like a general returning from victory.

Du Fei glanced at it and found a lump of bird droppings on its back.

This guy probably took the wild cat with him to fight the crow again.

From the looks of it, it should have taken some advantage, but it was so dirty that Du Fei didn't want to touch it, let alone let it rub around the house.

"Xiao Wu, come here~"

Du Fei shouted, conveying his emotions at the same time.

Because he had experienced a lot, Xiao Wu guessed what Du Fei wanted to do, and he let out a dissatisfied "meow", but still walked over.

Du Fei ignored Xiaowu's protest and reached out to pick up the item.

within the body space.

Then with a thought, he manipulated the white light belt and circled around Xiao Wu. Only when it was clean did he let it out to pet the cat.

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At this time, the radio was playing Xin Fengxia's "Flowers as Matchmakers".

Her voice was melodious and beautiful, but it was a pity that one could only hear her voice but not see her.

In those days, the zongli praised Xin Fengxia for her beauty, saying that if one did not drink tea for three days, one could not miss seeing Xin Fengxia!

Du Fei had heard of this story a long time ago, and even went online to look up photos. It was indeed well-deserved.

Unfortunately, all the photos left were black and white.

At this time, he suddenly heard the aria on the radio, which made Du Fei curious. What does this Pingju queen, who is known as the most beautiful of her generation, look like in real life?

But he thought about it again and lost interest.

Xin Fengxia seemed to be born in 1920s, so she is almost 40 years old now.

If she was around 30, like Qin Huairu, she might still be beautiful.

But when she was 40...

No matter how beautiful she was, she probably couldn't stand the passage of time.

Then Du Fei thought of himself.

What would he become in another 50 or 60 years, when he returned to the era before he traveled through time?

It was probably the end of the year, Du Fei was sitting alone in his deserted home, listening to the humming voice on the radio, which made him inexplicably sad.

But at this moment, there was a "click" sound of keys opening the door.

Du Fei knew it was Qin Huairu without looking.

The door opened, Qin Huairu was breathing cold air, with a bun on her head, wearing a half-new floral cotton jacket, and a pair of khaki pants.