Transmigration: Getting Rich with My Space and Supplies-Chapter 9 - Ah, Life Is Not Easy

Feeding someone for the first time, and being fed also for the first time.

For Qin Ye, since the beginning of his memory, he had never been treated this way.

At this moment, his heartbeat raced unusually fast.

And for some reason, his earlobes felt hot.

This bowl of porridge, he even tasted a sweetness in it.

Rong Yan certainly didn't expect that by just feeding him porridge once, she would capture his heart.

She felt a bit worn out from feeding him, but thankfully he ate quite quickly.

It wasn't until he finished eating that Qin Ye noticed something, "Where did this egg come from?"

Rong Yan: ...

Buddy, are you just noticing now?

"I traded some Brown Sugar for ten eggs with the team leader's family."

Qin Ye: ...

He had just heard some talk about it in the yard, but he hadn't heard it very clearly.

"Are you going to town?"

Rong Yan nodded, "I'll buy you some more medicine." She had many things to exchange.

Hearing this, Qin Ye was silent for a second, then with effort, he pulled out a paper packet from under his pillow, "This is for you."

Rong Yan's gaze landed on the paper packet handed over, could it be money?

Suspiciously opening it, indeed it was money, but it was pitifully little, adding up to just ten yuan.

Was he really that poor? He's a big guy with a lot of strength, who can hunt, so why didn't he have any extra money?

Thinking of the things she was planning to bring out, and to make them eat with peace of mind, she unceremoniously took the money.

After all, when it was time for her to really leave, she could give him back many times more.

"Alright, I'll be going then."

Qin Ye watched her departing figure, the joy in his heart indescribable.

Growing up poor, he had never laughed, but at this moment, for the first time, his smile was wide, and there was a twinkle in his eyes that even he himself didn't recognize.

That glint was possessiveness.

Although it was only ten yuan, his mother had said... after a man gets married, no matter how much money he has, he must hand it over to his wife.

He now considered himself a married man.

Rong Yan had no idea that by taking his ten yuan, she had sparked so many daydreams in him.

She arrived in the main room and saw the young siblings sitting there, not eating.

"Why aren't you eating first? Don't tell me you were waiting for me?"

Qin Mei shyly nodded her head, her voice extremely low, "We're not hungry..."

Right after she finished speaking, both siblings' stomachs growled in unison.

Embarrassment flushed their faces red.

Rong Yan had never seen children so endearing, her heart melted.

"Eat."

She went over to sit down, picked up a bowl, and started eating the porridge. It had to be said, this big pot of porridge was quite fragrant.

Especially these home-raised eggs, they were really delicious.

Then she noticed something, "Why aren't you two eating your eggs?"

"I don't like them..." said Qin Yu.

Having such a fragrant, thick white porridge was already the happiest thing for him, why bother with eggs?

Qin Mei was also content not eating.

Rong Yan watched them drink the porridge in small mouthfuls as if it were the most exquisite delicacy, feeling a pang of heartache.

Compared to her own childhood, the two of them had it much tougher.

She picked up the plate of eggs and scooped a third into each of their bowls.

"Eat it, all of it."

She spoke commandingly, doing the gentlest thing.

The two siblings liked her firm tone.

Now that it was in their bowls, of course, they would eat.

So much scrambled egg with white porridge... this was the happiest meal they'd ever had.

"You two stay at home, don't go outside, I'm going to town."

Qin Yu's heart tightened. She... would she come back?

"Right, steam some white rice for lunch, and make sure to steam plenty. Don't skimp on the rice; I'll be back from town with more. If you don't steam a good amount of white rice, I'll get angry!"

Upon hearing these words, Qin Yu instantly felt at ease.

Because this signified she would return.

"Steamed."

Rong Yan smiled briefly.

Then she pushed her bike out the door.

"Big Brother, your wife is really nice," Qin Mei's eyes shined, filled with twinkling stars. She hoped her sister-in-law would always be part of this family.

Although Qin Yu did not respond, he had already accepted her as his sister-in-law in his heart.

He felt that what others said was wrong... She wouldn't leave the family.

Rong Yan cycled to town.

The journey did not bring her joy.

The cold wind cut to the bone; damn it was too cold.

Good heavens, what sins had she committed to be exiled here to endure such suffering?

Were her mansion and yacht not luxurious enough?

Ah, she was going crazy.

Fortunately, the supermarket in her space had leather gloves; otherwise, her hands would have frozen off.

After about an hour's ride on the deserted and rugged dirt road, she finally arrived at the town.

Tsk, this town really was the epitome of simplicity, brimming with the rustic charm of the '70s and '80s.

And it was a poverty-stricken town at that.

She sighed.

The original owner had never been to the black market, but that didn't stump her.

With casual wandering, she quickly spotted where the black market was.

Probably because of the New Year, or maybe it was simply the late '70s now, after all, the college entrance exam had been resumed.

So, the black market was not so strictly controlled.

There were indeed quite a few sellers.

Approaching a meat stall at a quiet moment, she asked directly, "Do you buy wild boar meat?"

The wild boar from last night was still in her space, and she did not want to deal with butchering it herself.

The butcher was stunned, "You, you have wild boar meat?"

"Mhm, will you buy it?"

What luck! The butcher nodded eagerly. "Of course, we'll buy. It's almost the New Year, and there's no shortage of buyers for meat."

Rong Yan looked at him, "What's your price?"

"We buy at... eight jiao per jin for market-price pork, but if it's a whole unskinned boar, then it will be six jiao."

Rong Yan thought about it; he needed to make some profit too.

"Okay, then wait here. I'll go get it."

"Do you need help moving it?"

Rong Yan waved her hand, "No need, just lend me the handcart." With outsiders around, how could she move the wild boar?

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The butcher, thinking she had help, did not insist and readily lent her the cart, as her bicycle was still parked there.

During her earlier stroll, Rong Yan had already spotted a secluded nook not far from here.

She pushed the handcart there, checked for onlookers, then removed the wild boar from the space and placed it on the cart.

Then she pushed the cart back.

The butcher was surprised to see her bringing it over alone, but didn't ponder on it too much.

All his attention was focused on the wild boar, his face excited, "Goodness, that's got to be three to four hundred jin."

He had never seen such a large wild boar.

"I'll get someone to weigh it."

He called out, and several people came over.

After weighing, it was exactly three hundred and fifty jin.

"That's two hundred and ten yuan in total."

Rong Yan nodded.

As she watched the butcher count out the money with his greasy hands... honestly, she felt a bit disgusted.