Chapter 81: Initial Compilation of the Sign-In Check-In Map
Ning Xiyue pulled up the map of Yongchuan Commune from the system and examined it carefully.
There were several obvious landmarks — the town’s primary school, middle school, clinic, and guesthouse.
But she had passed all of these places already, and not a single one had triggered a sign-in point.
This was a bit too much. With so many iconic buildings around, there wasn’t even one check-in location?
The number of sign-in points in town was way too few.
Could there be some special conditions needed to trigger them? Ning Xiyue was confused.
She decided not to think about it for now and instead focused on taking out the pots and other supplies from her space.
Seeing that there weren’t many people near the small river behind the street, she had System scan the surroundings and stay alert.
Then, Ning Xiyue took some rice, flour, and oil from her space and put them into her backpack. She flipped a large iron pot upside down and placed it over the top of the pack, covering it with a woven grass mat she had made. Finally, she tied it tightly with hemp rope so it wouldn’t shake at all.
This way, no one would know what she was carrying, and the iron pot on top wouldn’t attract too much attention. When she brought things out later back at the team, no one would suspect anything. After all, her backpack was big and deep, and it was covered securely.
She could say whatever she wanted about its contents.
Ning Xiyue hoisted the backpack onto her back, but instead of going back the same way she came, she deliberately took another route — just in case there were any observant people like herself who might notice the difference.
After all, her backpack had been empty when she left, but now it was full — that alone could arouse suspicion.
As she walked along the river, halfway down the path, she suddenly noticed a familiar figure up ahead at a fork in the road.
“Eh? That looks like Chen Yechu…”
Although the person in front had changed clothes, and their hair was no longer in two braids but now a messy short cut under an old man’s hat, the graceful, well-bred walking posture and slender figure were highly reminiscent of Chen Yechu.
After living under the same roof and spending so much time together, Ning Xiyue was very familiar with her.
It had to be Chen Yechu.
Ning Xiyue saw the woman — likely Chen Yechu — cross the bridge with a backpack and sneakily peer around near the bridge’s underpass.
A suspicion formed in her heart. Could that be the rumored black market?
In the poorly written “original script,” there was supposed to be a black market located under a bridge.
She hadn’t expected Chen Yechu to be so bold — not afraid of being robbed, cheated, or even arrested — daring to enter the black market alone.
Tch, as expected of a reborn heroine with foreknowledge of the future and a protagonist’s halo. No fear at all.
If she had a shopping account with a 500,000 yuan balance, she’d definitely be lying flat at home, buying everything online instead of taking risks. There would be plenty of chances to make money later — why risk it now, during the two-year crackdown, when she could just wait for the Reform and Opening era and make money openly?
Now that Ning Xiyue knew this was a black market, she wanted nothing more than to stay far away from this place of trouble. She had a system, so she was never short of food or drink, and she had plenty of money in her pocket. Her only wish was to live a happy, peaceful life.
Chen Yechu might have a protagonist’s halo and no fear — but she was just a little cannon fodder and terrified. She needed to stay far away from the black market.
Ning Xiyue calmly turned into a narrow alleyway between two houses, not even glancing toward the underpass on the other side of the river.
Ding! [Sign-in location discovered: Black Market Boss’s Warehouse. Would the host like to sign in?]
Just as she reached the middle of the alley, she heard the notification she had been waiting for — the final sign-in location had been triggered.
Talk about “searching high and low only to find it effortlessly.”
While Chen Yechu was cautiously trading with the boss’s men on the other side, Ning Xiyue was boldly signing in at the boss’s warehouse location.
This boss sure understood the principle of hiding in plain sight.
Who would have thought that the black market’s warehouse would be in a run-down shack across from the underpass, with weeds growing between the stones?
The black market boss’s warehouse — just thinking about it was exciting.
“Sign in.”
Ding! [Sign-in successful. Reward: Three Big Items of the 1970s.]
Damn, she hit the jackpot!
The so-called “Three Big Items” for marriage in the 1970s: a watch, a bicycle, and a sewing machine.
And she got all three in one go. The boss’s warehouse was indeed powerful.
For Ning Xiyue, this was a completely unexpected surprise. Who would’ve thought she’d find the final sign-in point just by taking a detour?
She was practically walking with a spring in her step now.
Ding! [All Yongchuan Commune sign-in points completed. Initial sign-in map compiled. Reward: A 500-square-meter old courtyard house property deed and land deed in Yongchuan Town. Life is movement — please continue your efforts.]
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Shock!
Ning Xiyue was stunned by the system’s generosity.
Out of nowhere, she had just become a member of the wealthy class, owning a 500-square-meter house in town — complete with property ownership and land use rights.
Aaaah!
She was overjoyed!
The “Three Big Items” had already made her thrilled, but this reward was even more exciting.
Ning Xiyue quickly checked her inventory with her mind, and sure enough, she found two old sheets of paper — the property deed and the land deed — with her name, “Ning Xiyue,” written on them. A set of keys lay quietly beside them.
Checking the location, she saw it wasn’t far — just near the end of the first street. Since it was close, she decided to go check it out in person.
After all, this was her first house.
Leaving the alley, she found herself in the middle of the first street.
Passing by the Supply Station again, Ning Xiyue went inside for a quick browse and used up some coupons that were about to expire.
She bought some pastries and daily necessities, then cheerfully headed toward her new house.
When she reached the location written on the deed, she used the keys to open the gate. A musty, long-sealed smell rushed out, and the courtyard was full of desolation.
In front of her was an old, dilapidated courtyard house — so old that the kitchen had collapsed halfway, and weeds grew wildly everywhere.
The walls were mottled, the whitewash had completely peeled off, and the interior screamed decay.
The main building consisted of five rooms in total — one collapsed kitchen, three bedrooms, and one main hall.
On the right side stood a separate small room that had probably been used as a storage shed. The rest of the space was the courtyard itself.
Despite the condition, Ning Xiyue wasn’t discouraged — what she valued most was the land.
She’d have to find someone to renovate it. In the future, she’d at least have a place to stay when she came to town.
Ning Xiyue was very satisfied with the courtyard. Anything free was good.
But with the place so empty and overgrown, it wasn’t convenient to stay there for long. She stepped out and locked the gate behind her.
“Excuse me, are you the owner of this house?”
As Ning Xiyue was locking the door, she looked up to see a smiling young man standing beside her.
She didn’t answer directly. Instead, her tone was calm and distant as she countered with a question:
“What business do you have with me?”
