Transmigrated as the Ultimate Fake Rich Daughter in the 70s

Transmigrated as the fake rich daughter, schemed by the reborn true rich daughter to go down to the countryside as an educated youth, living in poverty and destitution, short on food and necessitie...

Chapter 26 The Birth of Goudan

With Gang around, Zhong Yuxiu had no time to care about them. As soon as they left, she closed the door and went to tinker with her work. She didn't even take a nap, concentrating on her research and almost being late for class in the afternoon.

Once I'd thrown myself into research, I didn't even want to go to class. Since I'd just started school, I had to attend classes every day, using my downtime to work on robots. My mental strength was low, so I'd always interrupted myself while forging steel, which meant it took a long time.

It was completed at the end of May.

Zhong Yuxiu stretched, stood up to stretch her hands and feet, inserted the chip, bent down to press the robot's power button, and then entered her fingerprint.

"Housekeeping system 438 is at your service. Please name system 438."

"Gou Dan."

"Thank you master for naming Goudan. The name Goudan has a long history and Goudan likes it very much." Goudan was talking inside. Due to technical and material issues, it had eyes, a mouth and a nose, but they were not as lifelike as the robots in the interstellar era.

Zhong Yuxiu: “….”

"Don't say such things in the future. We are now in the late 1970s, the ancient period."

Goudan's phone beeped twice. "Master, are we really in the late 1970s of the Ancient Era? That would allow us to learn more about the ancient times. If we transmit this data to the main brain, the people of the interstellar world would also be able to learn more about this era."

"You're overthinking it. We can't go back to the interstellar age. You can't contact the main brain either. We're all just natives from the late 1970s, ancient times. Do you understand?" Zhong Yuxiu's eyes were heavy. "If anyone knew you were different, you'd be dismantled and scrapped!"

"Don't let Goudan be dismantled and scrapped. Goudan is still a young robot and hasn't aged yet."

Zhong Yuxiu sneered, "In the ancient 1970s, technology was backward. If you're exposed, you'll definitely be taken down for research, starting with your chip. If your chip is damaged, and I haven't found a replacement yet, you'll only be able to be scrapped."

"I won't say anything. Goudan is very well behaved. Goudan won't be exposed."

"You don't have to be so strict. Just be mute when outsiders are around." To be on the safe side, Yuxiu didn't forget to give instructions, "Change the instructions. No talking when outsiders are around. And your movements should be more like robots. No human behavior."

Goudan's beeping continued, then stopped after five beeps. "The command change was successful, the program change was successful. From now on, Goudan will not speak in front of outsiders, nor will he behave like a human in front of outsiders. He will become what is commonly known as a brainless robot."

Zhong Yuxiu couldn't help laughing, "You even know about brainless robots."

"Master, Goudan knows everything. He has a vast knowledge base and is very self-willed."

Genuine Leather.

Zhong Yuxiu thought of the household robot she had used in Interstellar. It was a serious and rigid chip; it was not as lively and playful as Goudan, and it was not as talkative as Goudan. She had thrown the chip into the storage ring and ignored it, and she missed out on an interesting intelligent robot.

"Your master is hungry."

"Master, wait a moment. Goudan will make you something delicious. What would you like to eat?" The instruction in Goudan's chip is to obey the master's orders unconditionally.

"There's not much in the kitchen, so I'll just make a bowl of noodles. I want a big bowl."

No one cooked for her these days, and she didn't eat in the cafeteria at night, so she never had enough to eat and was often in a state of half-hungry.

"Yes, Master."

Goudan's system, with its sensory capabilities, found the kitchen with ease. He mixed two tablespoons of flour with water, then used its robotic arms to skillfully knead the dough. Everything was ready, but he struggled with the fire. He pulled up records from ancient times, which showed that fires required matches and leaves, or paper, and then a firewood rack.

Following the instructions, Goudan successfully lit the fire and put the firewood on the stove; he then went to the back of the stove to add water and put the noodles into the pot. In less than half an hour, a bowl of hot white noodles came out of the pot. He added some oil and salt, and the simple noodle dish was ready.

Goudan carried the noodles to Zhong Yuxiu's bedroom and handed them to her with both hands, very gentlemanly, "Master, the noodles are ready. Do you have any other instructions?"

"Wash my clothes and clean the house." Zhong Yuxiu took the noodles and ate them happily. The noodles were chewy and better than porridge.

"Okay, Master, I'll be there later. Goudan has a suggestion, Master, I wonder if you can adopt it."

Zhong Yuxiu nodded and said, "Tell me about it."

"Master, the ingredients in the kitchen are too monotonous and the nutrition is not balanced. It is not good for your health."

"There's nowhere to buy food now. How about we wait until later? It's fine now. I'll just eat at school and have some midnight snacks when I come back at night." Her food supply is at school, and she can't get food from the street office.

Goudan said in a calm voice, "Master, please take care of your health."

"I know, I know; I'll find a way to get some good stuff back, okay?" Or should we move the food supply out?

Now that she had Goudan at home, she no longer had to worry about having no one to cook, so Zhong Yuxiu finally decided to move the food supply back home. It would be convenient to keep it at school, but she would not be able to collect the necessary supplies every month.

The next day, Zhong Yuxiu went to the school to transfer her food supply and household registration, and then went to the street office. It was the end of the month, so she could receive the supplies at the beginning of the month.

The third day of June, Sunday, is supposed to be a day for rest.

Zhong Yuxiu had to get up early and queue up to receive supplies. Now that her household rations had been moved out, she had to take care of her daily life; there were 25 kilograms of fine grains, rice and flour, 2 kilograms of vegetables, 1 kilogram of meat, and 50 kilograms of coal. The rest of the things could be purchased with tickets at grain stores and supply and marketing cooperatives.

She also bought some dried black fungus, dried tofu, peppercorns, pepper, ginger, garlic, salt and other seasonings without any tickets.

It took me half a day to bring them all home one by one, and I was exhausted.

"Goudan, this will happen every month from now on. It's so tiring." It would be great if Goudan could go out and help collect the money. Zhong Yuxiu suddenly collapsed on the bed. It was really difficult to live alone.

"Goudan can't go out, so he has to trouble his master. Today I will make him a delicious meal to reward him for his hard work."

Zhong Yuxiu sat up suddenly, and became more energetic. "I want to eat fish-flavored shredded pork, mapo tofu, and radish and black fungus salad."

"Okay, Master. Rest first, and when Goudan is done cooking, come and call me."

As Goudan left, Zhong Yuxiu's eyes shifted slightly. The robot's shell wasn't very well made; there was a slight wiggling sound when the robot walked. If it weren't for the chip controlling it, it wouldn't be able to move at all. Goudan's body was a chip connected to a series of circuits. This was the only way for it to work for now. She needed to research chip manufacturing.

Until the chip is developed, I dare not invite Yan Rushan to come and see Goudan.

At noon, Yuxiu had a delicious meal and suddenly felt very happy. It was a bit hard; the food made by Goudan was definitely better than the big pot food in the school cafeteria. She ate three bowls of rice in one go.