Zhou Yun took money and tickets from his satchel and also obtained a bicycle of his own.
Money was not lacking; never mind his grandpa, he himself had also received a lot of money from treating illnesses.
As for tickets, there was even less of a lack. For important figures, as long as their illness could be cured, other matters were just a matter of speaking.
"Remember to get the steel stamp."
As Zhou Yun pushed the bicycle, the salesclerk reminded him.
Just like getting license plates in later generations, these bicycles were valuable items, and all procedures had to be complete.
"Okay. May I ask if you have watches?"
The supply and marketing cooperative was not small, so asking the salesclerk directly was more convenient.
"Yes, they're in the back. I'll take you."
At any time, a man with money and good looks was very popular.
"Okay, thank you."
Zhou Yun smiled at the salesclerk, causing her heart to flutter and her enthusiasm to surge even higher.
"This counter is full of watches. Take a look at which kind you want. Shall I introduce them to you?"
Zhou Yun didn't understand watches and only bought things based on his intuition. He picked out a pair of similar couple's watches, one grand and one exquisite.
"No need. How much are these two?"
"Three hundred in total, and tickets are needed too."
Zhou Yuan took out the money and tickets and handed them over. He put the men's watch on his wrist and put the women's watch back in its box, preparing to give it to Lóu Xiǎo'é as a gift.
He looked around and didn't see anything else he wanted to buy. He had items in his tobacco and alcohol space, and his grandpa had plenty of special supply items. He had pocketed quite a few when he left.
Under the lingering gaze of the salesgirl, Zhou Yun left. He first went to the police station to get the steel stamp for the bicycle, and paid two yuan.
On the way, he stopped by a repair stall to add something to the rear seat of the bicycle. It was not only thicker but also wouldn't make his butt sore.
Then, he rode towards Lóu Xiǎo'é's house. Along the way, people occasionally cast envious glances, but that was all. Nothing happened that caused a sensation.
Where was this? Under the imperial city. Many people could afford bicycles; it wasn't a novelty. Even cars were not uncommon.
Pushing the bicycle, with tobacco and alcohol from his space hanging on it, he knocked on the Lou family's door.
"Coming! Who is it?"
The door quickly opened, and a beautiful woman in her thirties appeared before Zhou Yun.
"Oh, it's you! Come in quickly. You didn't need to bring anything."
This person was very enthusiastic, her eyes overflowing with satisfaction and joy.
"You must be Auntie. Please don't mind my intrusion today. Of course, I wouldn't come without observing etiquette."
Zhou Yun parked his bicycle, carrying two large bags of gifts in his hands, and followed Mother Lóu into the house.
"You're being too formal. Please have some tea first. I'll go call your Uncle."
Hearing Zhou Yun's address, Mother Lóu's smile bloomed. She poured him tea and bustled off to find Lóu Bancheng. When a prospective son-in-law visits, the male head of the household should naturally entertain him.
Zhou Yun set down the things he was carrying and sat on the sofa in the living room, taking in the Lou family's house. It was a small villa that looked quite dilapidated from the outside, but upon entering, it revealed another world.
Everything was complete. The furniture was made of high-end wood, emitting a faint, pleasant fragrance that had a refreshing and mosquito-repelling effect.
No wonder Lóu Bancheng had loaded up these tables, chairs, and stools when he fled. Each one of them was incredibly valuable and a top-tier antique.
"Mom, I'm hungry. Is there anything to eat at home?"
Zhou Yun was admiring these priceless antiques. He didn't understand them, but that didn't stop him from coveting them.
Suddenly, the voice of the silly goose echoed. He turned his head and saw her coming down the stairs, wearing pajamas and rubbing her eyes.
Perhaps she had just woken up. Her clothes were wrinkled, exposing a large area of her skin, which was pale and almost luminous. From her neck downwards, a deep cleavage was visible. Zhou Yun remained silent, appreciating her in silence.
"Hmm? Mom?"
No one responded. Lóu Xiǎo'é called out again. Then she saw Zhou Yun. She was stunned for a moment, as if her mind hadn't caught up yet.
Then she blinked her eyes and realized he hadn't disappeared. A smile immediately lit up her face, and she ran downstairs. Zhou Yun quickly stood up, and as expected, she threw herself into his arms.
"Ah, why are you here? I thought I was still dreaming!"
Looking up at Zhou Yun, they were very close, and an ambiguous atmosphere spread between them.
"Hmm? Listening to you, did you dream of me last night?"
Zhou Yun's large hands held her waist, unconsciously moving downwards.
The silly goose's body stiffened, and she quickly lowered her head, stammering.
"It seems I guessed correctly. Tell me, what did you do in your dream last night?"
Whether it was because of Zhou Yun's hand on her curvaceous bottom or his words, the silly goose's earlobes and neck flushed a faint pink.
"Oh, you're not allowed to ask!"
How could she tell him what happened in her dream? It was all her mother's fault for pulling her aside at night and teaching her all sorts of strange things, which led to such dreams. She was so embarrassed.
Her mother had said that learning those skills would help her win a man's heart. She used these methods to defeat the elder aunt and the second aunt.
The silly goose pressed her face against Zhou Yun's chest, trying not to overthink. Listening to his strong heartbeat, her own body grew weaker. If not for Zhou Yun's strong embrace, she would have likely collapsed onto the sofa by now.
She had impulsively pounced on him out of joy, but now, feeling his muscles and smelling his scent, she had no strength left.
"You, first, let me go."
Zhou Yun coughed dryly and released Lóu Xiǎo'é, then shifted to a more discreet position on the sofa.
He couldn't be blamed for this. The eighteen-year-old silly goose was too alluring.
A young lady from a wealthy family, raised with silk and jade, her skin was fair, delicate, and seemed to break at a touch. Her figure was graceful and shapely, with curves in all the right places.
And she was wearing a thin pajama, half-concealing and half-revealing as she pounced on him. How could any normal person not react?
"I, I'll go change."
The silly goose also realized her attire was inappropriate and ran back upstairs.
At this moment, Father Lóu and Mother Lóu reappeared, their faces carrying knowing smiles.
It seemed they had witnessed what just happened. But who was Zhou Yun? He had a thick skin and greeted them with a smile.
"Here, Uncle, Auntie, please sit down and have some tea to moisten your throats."
"Good, good, have some tea. Don't leave today. Stay and chat with us properly."
Lóu Bancheng was amused by Zhou Yun's confident demeanor. This young man had a bright future.
"Uncle, how is your health? Have your old ailments been cured?"
"Thanks to your grandpa, the medicine worked wonders. It's as if I've been reborn."
Lóu Bancheng was also emotional. He had been quite a player in his youth, and later married three wives. Gradually, he began to feel his strength wane, which was normal with age.
But his body grew weaker and weaker. He felt the urge to drink water every so often, still feeling dry and thirsty even when he had drunk his fill. He had to urinate almost every half hour.
Especially at night, he started waking up once to use the restroom, then two or three times, and finally, he was going seven or eight times every night. This severely affected his sleep, and if it continued for a long time, he might even suffer sudden death.
Finally, he heard about Zhōu Zhìxù. After paying a hefty price, he had the chance to ask the other party for help. One course of medication cured him completely. He was like a living Hua Tuo, earning his deep respect.
It was also on that occasion that he met Zhou Yun, and they had a brief acquaintance.