My happy life in a courtyard house with triplets.

Chapter 59: Yi Zhonghai's Little 99

Sure enough, as soon as Yi Zhonghai stepped into the courtyard, everyone swarmed around him.

At this moment, Jia Zhangshi took the lead and squeezed to the front, reaching out to grab the silver ingot in Yi Zhonghai's hand, shouting at the top of her lungs, "Yi Zhonghai, my family is the poorest in the whole courtyard, this silver ingot must be given to me!"

No sooner had she finished speaking than someone objected: "Jia Zhangshi, you're shameless! Your family can easily come up with ten or even hundreds of dollars, and you dare to say you're poor? I don't think many families in this courtyard can match your wealth. This silver ingot absolutely cannot be given to you!"

Others chimed in, chattering, "That's right, why should it be your family?!" "My family is having a really tough time, it should be ours!"

Amidst the commotion, Yan Fugui squeezed forward, looking at Yi Zhonghai with a worried expression: "Old Yi, my family has the most children, and now we can't even afford a full meal. It would be reasonable for this silver ingot to go to my family."

Yi Zhonghai was surrounded in the center of the crowd, looking at everyone with greedy eyes, clinging tightly to the silver ingot he was holding so tightly it was burning hot.

He hurriedly tucked the silver ingots deeper into his pocket, and shouted in his already hoarse voice, "Everyone, don't panic, listen to me first!"

"I haven't figured out a proper way to divide it yet, please give me some time!"

"Once I figure out a solution, I'll definitely tell everyone, and I'll definitely share it with everyone!"

Hearing Yi Zhonghai's words, Liu Haizhong looked completely disbelieving and said, "Old Yi, you're not just making excuses for us, are you?"

Yi Zhonghai turned to look at Liu Haizhong, his eyes instantly darkening, and his tone turning cold: "Since Second Uncle doesn't believe me, then you take this silver ingot and figure out a way to distribute it to everyone."

Upon hearing this, Liu Haizhong immediately put on an embarrassed smile and waved his hands repeatedly: "Old Yi, look at you, how can you not take a joke? I was just saying it casually. You're an old man, how could we not believe you?"

Liu Hai thought to himself, "How would I know? How am I supposed to divide it?" He was unwilling to take on this hot potato.

Upon hearing Liu Haizhong's words, everyone quickly echoed him, each displaying an expression of complete conviction.

They all chimed in, saying, "Uncle, we trust you. Just figure out a solution!"

"Yes, yes, you're the oldest man in our compound, the most fair-minded, you'll definitely figure out a fair way!"

"We'll do whatever you say, however you want us to divide it, without a second thought!"

Upon hearing these words, Yi Zhonghai's tense expression finally relaxed, and a smile appeared on his face.

He nodded and said in a deep voice, "Alright, since everyone trusts me so much, I will definitely give everyone a satisfactory result as soon as possible."

Meanwhile, in the east courtyard, Zhang Lei approached Master Lei and said, "Master Lei, could you please convert this secret room into a cellar for me?"

Zhang Lei paused, then added, "Then put the cellar entrance in the yard, and block up this entrance to the room."

Listening to Zhang Lei's request, Master Lei nodded calmly and said, "Don't worry, boss, I know what to do. I guarantee I'll build you a beautiful cellar."

Zhang Lei nodded and said with a smile, "Okay, Master Lei, I believe you."

Then he specifically instructed: "Within the condition that it can bear enough weight, make this cellar as large as possible for me, just make sure that the top won't collapse."

Master Lei nodded in agreement and said, "Okay, boss, you can leave it to me with peace of mind."

Zhang Lei smiled and nodded when he heard Master Lei's assurance.

He didn't stay in the east courtyard any longer and turned to walk out.

Zhang Lei walked south, passed through the east side room, turned a corner, and arrived at the gate of the courtyard house.

Zhang Lei walked out of the courtyard and saw two children squatting on the ground playing by the roadside.

He strode over, took a few candies from his pocket, squatted down, and said with a smile, "Kids, if you go and pass on a message to the neighborhood office, these candies are yours, how about it?"

The two children's eyes lit up, and they nodded quickly, staring at the candy, "Okay, okay! What message do you want to convey?"

Zhang Lei lowered his voice and instructed, word by word, "Find the people at the neighborhood office and tell them that Yi Zhonghai from courtyard house number 95 found a silver ingot in the courtyard and that he has kept it."

Zhang Lei repeated his instructions three or four times until the two children could repeat them verbatim before he handed them the candy with peace of mind.

He looked at the two children, their eyes crinkling with smiles as they held candy, and suddenly asked, "Do you two know me?"

The two children shook their heads in unison and said in their clear voices, "We don't know them."

Zhang Lei breathed a sigh of relief: "Since you don't know me, I'm relieved. By the way, my name is Yan Jiecheng. Can you remember it?"

The two children nodded vigorously and said in unison, "We'll remember, your name is Yan Jiecheng."

Hearing the two children call out the name in their clear voices, Zhang Lei smiled, raised his hand to pat their little heads, and said, "Okay, hurry up and go to the neighborhood office."

After finishing all this, Zhang Lei quickly ran back to the east courtyard. Once inside, he pretended that nothing had happened and continued watching Master Lei work.

Just then, the other people in the courtyard also left from the central courtyard and went home to their respective mothers.

Back home, Yi Zhonghai sat at the table, his gaze fixed on the silver ingot in his hand, which he couldn't help but repeatedly rub.

The cold gold ingot felt heavy, and his greed, like wild grass, spread through his heart.

Humans are inherently greedy; in this world, no one is as close to money as you are to anyone else.

With money, you can solve 99% of the world's problems.

The remaining one percent is simply because they don't have enough money on hand.

An older woman nearby sidled up, looking at the silver ingot in Yi Zhonghai's hand, and couldn't help but ask, "Old Yi, have you come up with a way to divide the ingot?"

Yi Zhonghai glanced at her, a calculating smile playing on his lips, and said slowly, "This is easy to solve. At worst, I'll just take out an equivalent amount of money and let others divide it among themselves."

Hearing this, the middle-aged woman looked puzzled, unable to process what she was saying, and pressed, "Old Yi, if you're going to offer the same price, why not just give away the gold ingot directly?"

Yi Zhonghai scoffed, glancing at her sideways, and said, "What do you know? The money I'm giving you is calculated based on the lowest silver price. When I take this silver ingot to the black market, the price will be much higher."

Upon hearing Yi Zhonghai's words, the middle-aged woman's eyes lit up instantly, and she praised him with a face full of joy, "Old Yi, you truly deserve to be called the oldest man in our compound! How can your mind be so sharp!"

Yi Zhonghai raised an eyebrow smugly, looked at the middle-aged woman, and said with a hint of smugness, "You should learn from me. There's a lot to it."