Reborn with a Space: Building a Fortune Amidst Famine

"Yuanyuan, are we heading back to the capital tomorrow?"

"Yeah, once you get back, you can tidy up. I'll head to the transport team to check things out. Since this is a personal matter, I'm not sure if they'll let us use a truck."

Widow Li came out, "You two girls, come in for dinner."

The two of them didn't stand on ceremony. Su Yuanyuan took out three enamel basins of varying sizes from under the passenger seat, which were gifts for Widow Li. People who are truly good to them will definitely be repaid many times over.

"Will you two come back in the future?"

Su Yuanyuan shook her head, "Not in the near future, we also need to visit the nearby villages and towns."

"But aren't there people in charge at the town?" Widow Li asked cautiously.

Su Yuanyuan nodded, "Yeah, so we'll just visit the villages then."

After they got back to the sanatorium, they saw an additional car in the yard, knowing that someone had come by.

Su Yuanyuan didn't pay much attention. After they unloaded the car, she drove away.

Zeng Hongling was sorting things in the storage room alone. The same items needed to be grouped together.

"Who are you?"

Hearing a voice from behind, Zeng Hongling turned around and saw a middle-aged man silhouetted against the sunlight. She couldn't make out his features, but his voice sounded rather stern.

She stood up, "May I ask if there's something you need?" Zeng Hongling returned the question in standard Mandarin.

"Who are you? Why are you here? This is cultural relics."

Zeng Hongling's temper flared up instantly. Is this guy crazy?

"And who are you to be questioning me?" Zeng Hongling was only harmless in front of Su Yuanyuan. She had been brought up with all kinds of education and was the eldest lady in her family, so of course, she had a spoiled temperament.

If this had been said in a different tone, she wouldn't be this angry. But it's all about the tone.

"I have the authority to be concerned with these matters."

Zeng Hongling listened to the man's overbearing words and sneered. She walked straight towards him.

As they approached each other, both could see each other's faces clearly.

"This place is currently for private use. Leave immediately; if you have any questions, ask the person in charge here."

There's no way this man was going to budge, so they just stood there at an impasse.

At this moment, Jiang Zhiyong came over, "Mr. Wu, if you have any questions, you should ask me."

Wu Guobin glanced back at Jiang Zhiyong but eventually came out.

Zeng Hongling also followed out, feeling quite unlucky, as she hadn't finished tidying up yet and Yuanyuan would be back soon.

The two men watched as Zeng Hongling locked the door.

The three of them stood in front of the door, with Zeng Hongling folding her arms, her expression full of disdain.

"Mr. Jiang, what's going on here? This is illegal."

Zeng Hongling still stood by with a sneer, feeling the anger boil up to her head.

"Mr. Wu, these items were bought and are temporarily stored here."

"Stored? This is a sanatorium, when did it become a warehouse? Moreover, this is not a place for ordinary people to stay."

Zeng Hongling heard this and sneered but didn't speak, mainly to avoid causing trouble for Su Yuanyuan, especially since Mr. Jiang was still here.

"Mr. Wu, these old items are owned by people authorized to stay here, collected from the countryside and stored here."

"Mr. Wu, are you here inspecting my work?"

Jiang Zhiyong was also particularly annoyed by what he heard, thinking, who does this guy think he is? Therefore, his tone got a bit unfriendly.

"Mr. Jiang, that's not what I mean. It's just that this gives off a capitalist vibe, and I'm worried it might affect you."

Zeng Hongling despised this Mr. Wu deep down. He spoke arrogantly to her, but now he was talking straightforwardly.

Jiang Zhiyong, after hearing Wu Guobin's words, also softened his tone.

"Mr. Wu, let's go inside and discuss this."

Zeng Hongling didn't follow them but continued sorting after they left, worried that Yuanyuan would bring back a truck and she wouldn't have finished sorting by then.

Jiang Zhiyong led Wu Guobin into his office.

"Please have a seat, Mr. Wu."

"Mr. Jiang, what exactly is going on? I just glanced over, and it's all feudal stuff."

"Mr. Wu, this is Su Yuanyuan's, and I've lent her this room for use."

"Su Yuanyuan? The wife of Tan Shaoting? The one who saved the top leader?"

Jiang Zhiyong nodded, "Yes, that's her."

"Was that woman just now Su Yuanyuan?"

"No, that was Su Yuanyuan's friend."

"But even if it's Su Yuanyuan, she can't just knowingly break the law, right?"

Jiang Zhiyong didn't say anything, thinking this guy is really out of it.

Meanwhile, Su Yuanyuan drove to the county transport team.

She found the person in charge and explained her purpose, "Director, is it possible to arrange a truck for me today?"

"Comrade, we've never transported such things before. There are too many fragile items; we're not confident we can handle it."

"Captain, if you cover the truck bed with thick straw, I'll add two hundred yuan."

"Alright, are we going to load up at the sanatorium?"

Su Yuanyuan nodded, "Yes, I'll wait for the driver and go over together."

If the transport team captain hadn't seen Su Yuanyuan driving over, he wouldn't have agreed. She added money and even came up with solutions, making it hard to refuse.

Straw and hay were easy to find. They loaded up a truck, and two vehicles left one after the other.

The vehicles drove straight to the entrance of the sanatorium.

Su Yuanyuan got out and explained the situation to the guard.

"Sir, I can't make this decision. Let's call our supervisor."

Su Yuanyuan didn't make things difficult for him and signaled him to make the call.

"Mr. Jiang, this is Su Yuanyuan. I've brought a truck over and want to move my stuff."

"Xiao Su, you're back. No problem. Hand the phone to the guard." Once the arrangements were made, Jiang Zhiyong felt relieved.

After giving instructions, Jiang Zhiyong stood up.

"Mr. Jiang, is Su Yuanyuan back?"

"Yes. Mr. Wu, I suggest you pretend you didn't know about this."

Although Wu Guobin felt dissatisfied, he didn't say anything, merely following behind Jiang Zhiyong.

Su Yuanyuan parked the truck at the entrance of the storage room.

She had heard Jiang Zhiyong giving instructions earlier, so a few people were coming to help.

Zeng Hongling heard the commotion outside and came out.

"What happened? Bad mood? Bought some fake stuff?"

Zeng Hongling bristled instantly, "No way! How could I make such a basic error?"

"Then what's the matter?"

"Some idiot came over questioning who I am and said I wasn't qualified to stay here."

Su Yuanyuan frowned slightly, "It's okay, it's okay. We're leaving today anyway. Is everything packed?"

"Yeah, everything's ready. We can load the truck right away."

The two women were still chatting when Jiang Zhiyong arrived. "Xiao Su, a few people will be over soon to help you."

"Thank you, Mr. Jiang. I'll be leaving with them, too. Thank you for your care during this time."