Yuan Chun walked to a secluded spot with no one around, threw all her luggage into space, and then went to the real estate management bureau.
It was the year seventy-seven, and real estate was already open for buying and selling transactions.
Yuan Chun got lucky and found a small courtyard with two rooms, which she transferred to her name for just three hundred yuan.
Though small, the courtyard had all the essentials. The only drawback was that it lacked a well, so she had to fetch water from the public well at the end of the alley, which although not far, was quite inconvenient.
Fortunately, Yuan Chun had a set of automatic well-drilling tools.
She picked a suitable spot in the courtyard, set up the well-drilling tool, and in less than two hours, the well was ready.
The soil from drilling the well was gathered into space, and under the cover of night, she went to the outskirts and disposed of it in a hollow.
