Siheyuan, my new life

After the noodles in the pot were cooked, Guo Yongping took out a pressure cooker from his storage space and started slurping them down.

Guo Yongping doesn't need to go to work at the steel rolling mill today. Yesterday, Section Chief Zhao Xiangdong told him to stay home and prepare for the Spring Festival. After all, he lives alone in Beijing, and this is his first Spring Festival since arriving in the capital. There must be a lot of things to prepare at home. He can go back to the steel rolling mill on the morning of the 29th of the twelfth lunar month to collect his Spring Festival bonus.

In later generations, the atmosphere of the New Year became increasingly cold and desolate for young people. Apart from sending a few New Year's greetings on WeChat, they had to grit their teeth and deal with all sorts of "interrogations" from their aunts and uncles, who would either urge them to get married or show off their children like Versailles.

Guo Yongping certainly understands this all too well. He had just graduated and was still sending out resumes everywhere when he went home for the Chinese New Year and was overwhelmed and exhausted by those strange relatives.

Now living alone in the capital, with a stable job, two rooms in the east wing, and the "Heaven Rewards Diligence System," Guo Yongping doesn't feel much loneliness or loss. After all, even if he continued living in the future, he could see his future clearly. Even if he found a job, he would just be an ordinary worker, a hardworking ox or horse, struggling every day for a long time for a house, a car, and a dowry for getting married. Even if he got married and started a family in the city, he would still have to work hard to pay off the mortgage, car loan, and the money for his children's milk powder and tuition.

Thinking about those things makes Guo Yongping shudder. He should just focus on the present and live well here.

Now that he was ready to live well in this parallel world, he needed to plan his future path. After all, Guo Yongping's soul had received higher education in the future. Although he lacked some practical experience, he had read a lot of books and knew that he had to seize every opportunity.

Fortunately, Guo Yongping's uncle, Dou Dagang, not only left him a secure job and considerable wealth, but more importantly, he left behind a network of connections.

Guo Yongping was well aware of the importance of Dou Dagang's old comrades and former leaders, and he knew he had to maintain these relationships well.

With the Chinese New Year just around the corner, and given China's close-knit social system, Guo Yongping was bound to take the opportunity to connect with Dou Dagang's old comrades and former leaders. He had no ambition to climb the ranks; the turbulent decade was just around the corner, and he simply hoped to weather the storm and make his mark after the reform and opening up, so that his time-traveling experience wouldn't be in vain.

Last night, while rolling out noodles, Guo Yongping secretly pondered the list of people he needed to visit before the Spring Festival. At Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill, in addition to Section Chief Zhao Xiangdong, Purchasing Director, and Deputy Factory Director Li Huaide, there was also Wang Shengli, Dou Dagang's old subordinate and Deputy Director of the Security Department.

Of course, Dou Dagang also needed to visit all his other old comrades-in-arms and former leaders. Dou Dagang had already written down the list and detailed addresses.

Guo Yongping was somewhat troubled about what gifts to prepare. It was his first visit, and he couldn't just come empty-handed, otherwise it wouldn't be proper to maintain the relationship. However, ordinary pastries, drinks, and cigarettes were too common, and Dou Dagang's old comrades and leaders would certainly not lack similar items.

After much deliberation, Guo Yongping decided to send some game he had personally hunted. This way, he could kill two birds with one stone, expressing his feelings and demonstrating his abilities.

Of course, ordinary pheasants, rabbits, and even wild boar meat were not presentable enough to showcase his abilities, so Guo Yongping already had a preliminary plan.

After finishing most of a pot of noodles and nearly two pounds of braised meat, Guo Yongping tidied up briefly and took a few pieces of burning coal from the coal stove and stored them in his storage space. He didn't add any more coal to the stove, since he wouldn't be gone for a short time this time, and adding more coal to seal the stove now would be a waste of coal.

After locking the door, Guo Yongping pushed his bicycle out of the courtyard gate and rode quickly towards the city.

When Guo Yongping left home, it was not yet seven o'clock in the morning, so there were not many workers on the street yet, and his bicycle could pass through without any obstruction.

More than an hour later, Guo Yongping reappeared in the small ravine where he had stewed pork and mutton yesterday. However, he had no intention of stewing meat there again today. He first carried a bucket to the crevice in the rock, filled it with spring water, and put it directly into his storage space.

Next, Guo Yongping communicated with the Qy6547 civilian multi-functional stealth airship stored in the storage space. In an instant, a huge silver-gray object appeared in the small valley. With a streamlined hull sixteen meters long and a height of more than three meters, it would be difficult to find a place to put it in the city. Once it fell into the sight of others, it would definitely be reported to the police station and street office by the enthusiastic people.

Having already thoroughly studied the operating methods and entered the commands according to the instruction manual, Guo Yongping strode directly to the airship and solemnly commanded, "Xiao Fei, open the hatch."

Before Guo Yongping finished speaking, a hatch more than 60 centimeters wide and 1.8 meters high slowly opened on the left front of the airship, and a silver-gray gangway appeared silently in front of them.

Without the slightest hesitation, Guo Yongping stepped onto the airship via the gangway, which then slowly retracted and the cabin door closed.

Sitting in the soft driver's seat, Guo Yongping continued to give orders: "Xiao Fei, turn on the phased array radar and locate the target, the North Jiangsu Outer Khingan Mountains primeval forest."

A pleasant electronic voice came from inside the airship: "Master, the straight-line distance from the capital to the outer Khingan Mountains primeval forest in northern Jiangsu is 2,785 kilometers. The maximum speed of this airship is Mach 37. It is estimated that it will take about 5 minutes and 10 seconds to reach the area. However, since the master's body cannot withstand the enormous pressure brought by the airship flying at full speed, it is recommended that the master control the speed of the airship to within Mach 10."

Guo Yongping certainly wouldn't joke about his own life, so he ordered in a deep voice, "Xiao Fei, take off at Mach 8, maintain an altitude of over 25,000 meters, and take off immediately."

As Guo Yongping gave the order, the airship trembled slightly and took off at high speed, disappearing without a trace in an instant. The weeds and dust on the ground of the small valley had long been swept away by the airflow that surged when the airship took off, leaving only a bare expanse of hard rock.