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Chapter 9 Benefactor
“I want this tea canister, what do I need to exchange it for?” Hearing this, Qian Xiaolan immediately blurted out: “One hundred catties of rice, one hundred catties of flour, and give me some oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, sugar.”
After she finished speaking, she was stunned for a moment. Then she realized that this was probably because she had bound the system, it automatically appraised the items. Wenxuan was very satisfied with this price, it was exactly the same as the market price in his world. The trading mall was simply too convenient.
Wenxuan had flour, rice, and seasonings, but they were in the warehouse, he said something to Qian Xiaolan, and then quickly left the space to go to the warehouse to get the goods. Qian Xiaolan knew that the time flow was static when the transaction was opened, so she didn’t go out, she stayed inside and waited. Not long after, two bags of rice, two bags of flour, and a pile of seasonings suddenly appeared in front of Qian Xiaolan. Then, Wenxuan’s figure also appeared in the space: “Miss Qian, the things are here.
I see you’re dressed like you’re in our time decades ago, when supplies were scarce, if you need anything, you can also come to me, my family runs a grain and oil shop, and I run a grocery store on Pinduoduo.”
Qian Xiaolan nodded, took the things and left the space. With these grains and seasonings, she wouldn’t have to worry about running out of food for the next six months or even longer. In the evening, Qian Xiaolan cleaned up the rabbit and stir-fried it, making a full pot. She hadn’t finished her sweet potato porridge at noon, so she didn’t make any staple food. She originally wanted to directly give half of the braised rabbit meat to the mule shed, but then she remembered that Old Man Rong was sick.
After thinking for a moment, she picked out a few pieces with more meat, tore them into rabbit meat shreds, and then cooked them into a dumpling soup. After the dumpling soup was cooked, she ladled it out and let it cool, she ate first. Wild rabbits, braised, were especially fragrant, one bite was full of flavor, leaving a lingering taste. The original owner knew how to set traps, and she could eat meat a few times a month, so she didn’t have anything to worry about, she ate until she was full before stopping.
After she had eaten and drunk her fill, it was completely dark, Qian Xiaolan hugged the dumpling soup and carried another portion of rabbit meat to the mule shed. In the original owner’s memory, Rong Qian’s family had saved her three times. Once, when Rong Qian and her family were first sent down, she went home from school and only picked up a small bundle of firewood, she was beaten half to death by her mother and didn’t get any food. She was so hungry that she ran out of the house in the middle of the night to find food, and she fainted by the roadside, she was carried back to the mule shed by Qian Rongsheng, Rong Qian fed her some porridge and applied medicine to her.
The second time, her father came back from work and got into a fight with her mother for some reason, her father was so angry that he went up the mountain, he was afraid that her mother would beat her again while her father was away, so he followed her to the mountain, and ended up rolling down a slope and twisting his ankle. That time, Rong Qian picked some herbs for her to apply to her ankle, and it was also that time that her father told her to befriend Rong Qian’s family no matter what.
The original owner knew that her father wasn’t the kind of person who put interests first, she didn’t quite understand her father’s intentions, but she was very obedient, so she didn’t ask any more questions. The third time was the year before last, when she was going down the mountain after digging a trap, she encountered a wild boar and was scared silly, she was pulled away by Qian Rongsheng who arrived at some point. These few favors made the original owner always grateful to the Qian family, whenever she got some game in the mountains, she would secretly sell it and exchange it for food for them, and she would also occasionally roast meat and bring them some.
When she arrived outside the mule shed, there were faint voices coming from inside the house, and dim kerosene lamplight was spilling out from the dilapidated walls. Qian Xiaolan reached out and knocked on the wooden door five times, the door opened from the inside. Qian Rongsheng stepped aside and asked her with joy and surprise: “Xiaolan, it’s so late, why are you here?” Qian Xiaolan entered the house, put the things on the table, and then said: “You guys haven’t eaten yet, right? I picked up a wild rabbit in the mountains today, I braised it, and then made a pot of rabbit meat dumpling soup, Grandpa Rong can eat some even though he’s sick.
Also, I have good news to tell everyone, I’m moving back to my own house from today.” Qian Qijin and Qian Rongsheng, the grandfather and grandson, were overjoyed: “Good, good, this is really good news, your uncle and aunt don’t treat you like a human being, you should have moved out long ago.
” Rong Changhua and Rong Qian were a little worried: “Moving out is a good thing, but your house is at the foot of the mountain, not to mention the wild animals in the mountains, just you, a girl living alone, is also very dangerous.” Qian Qijin frowned: “That’s true, why don’t you…” He looked at his daughter-in-law, thinking of their current status, he swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth. Qian Xiaolan knew what they were worried about, she clenched her fist and raised her arm, smiling: “Look at my arm strength, who in this village can beat me? Of course, Grandpa Qian and Brother Rongsheng are exceptions.
” Qian Qijin immediately burst into laughter: “Yes, yes, you were taught by the old man, you can still deal with the hooligans in the village.” That’s right, the original owner’s martial arts skills were actually taught to her secretly by Old Man Qian after her parents were gone. Qian Changfu had taught her a little bit before, but it was only a set of military boxing. Everyone was finally relieved. Qian Xiaolan walked to the stove and chased away the couple who were cooking.
“Grandpa Sheng, Grandma Xu, don’t bother, go get bowls and eat, I’ll tend the fire.” Xu Wanting patted the dust off her clothes and got up, smiling: “Okay, okay, we won’t say thank you, Xiaolan, if you’re interested in biology or archaeology, come to us.” Qian Xiaolan nodded with bright eyes: “Okay, okay.” Biology was out of the question, she wasn’t very interested, but she had always been very curious about archaeology.
The pot was boiling with sweet potato porridge that was as thin as water, Qian Xiaolan turned off the fire and opened the lid to let it cool, when they finished eating the dumpling soup, she ladled a bowl for each of them. “I cooked the dumpling soup too dry today, have another bowl of soup.” The weather was hot, and the food would go bad if it was left overnight, so they didn’t refuse and took it and drank it. Both families ate until their stomachs were round. Sheng Changqing even joked: “After eating this meal, my stomach can hold out for three days without getting hungry.”
Everyone laughed, but the laughter was a little bitter. Life had been so hard these years, so hard that they thought they had gone back to the time before liberation. Especially Rong Changhua and his daughter, their family had always lived very well, before the Cultural Revolution, how could they have suffered like this? They had suffered all sorts of insults and hardships these years, but luckily, news came that they would soon be able to enjoy a good life after suffering. Qian Xiaolan couldn’t stand this sad atmosphere, after checking Rong Qian’s injuries, she said goodbye.
She had just made her bed when she heard Hu Guifen’s shout outside the yard. Qian Xiaolan opened the door with a kerosene lamp and saw the three people smiling outside.
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