Chapter 19
"Holy crap!! Is it an earthquake?!" Fu Le scrambled to his feet in a panic.
Upon regaining her senses, she was stunned by the scene before her. It was incredible; she seemed to have been transported to a pixelated world. Fu Le's gaze was fixed on a black object the size of a mouse in front of her. Compared to the other areas filled with unsettling pixelation, this was the only clear area. Fu Le reached out to touch it, but touched nothing.
Could it be a dream?
In a moment of stunned silence, subtitles appeared before my eyes: This is the interior of the time machine; those medullary stones are used to repair the time machine.
Upon seeing the shuttle, Fu Le roughly understood its purpose: "You keep taking me across dimensions just to find the Jiezi Stone?"
"Yes, host, in other dimensions, it's also called a space stone."
"Are you the system?"
"No, I am a shuttle. I only have the functions of storage and traversing dimensions. I am not a highly intelligent system."
"Didn't you say you had protective abilities? Don't tell me you don't!" Fu Le was furious. Given the circumstances of this transmigration, with guns being fired at the slightest provocation, how many times could she be lucky? What if she was killed as soon as she transmigrated? Wouldn't that be a truly unjust death? Her body wouldn't even be able to return to Earth!
"The protective function I'm referring to is that once you enter the shuttle, no person or animal can harm you. This is an alternate dimension, invisible."
Whew... Seeing this, Fu Le breathed a sigh of relief. It's good that he's alive.
Each session lasts ten minutes, and can be initiated once a day. As the area being repaired increases, the time allotted and the frequency of visits can be extended.
Fu Le: !!!
"What if we encounter a wild beast that stays put? Wouldn't I soon fall into its jaws?" Fu Le was filled with resentment.
The shuttle fell silent again.
Fu Le was furious! But there was nothing he could do!
"Didn't you say I could see through my internal organs? To see my supplies?"
This time, the shuttle raised no objections. A thick fog appeared before Fu Le's eyes, which quickly dissipated, revealing a huge alternate space. Inside were her milk, vegetables, stone essence, kiwi fruit, and meat, among other supplies, but they were pitifully scarce, occupying only a small corner.
'The rear cargo area has been partially restored, and is now twice the original size.'
Upon hearing this, Fu Le felt much better. "Fine, we've lost the supplies, but we've gained some space."
My mood improved slightly, and then suddenly everything went blurry; I was back in the stone house.
It was at this moment that Fu Le's stone door was knocked on; it was Zhu.
"Your Excellency Fu, the captains of the various tribes wish to discuss further trade with you." Zhu cut to the chase. Everyone knew that Fu was about to leave, so they thought that such a good opportunity would not come again, and they should take this chance to make some more trades. After all, not every member of the Celestial Clan was as easy to talk to as Fu.
"I'm out of meat, but I have Star Beast Milk. Ask around if anyone wants it. This time, I need two thousand catties of Stone Essence, plus one hundred thousand Qiqi Fruits. However, I only trade one barrel of Star Beast Milk here, which is two tons, the weight of one barrel."
"Star Beast Milk!!!" Zhu exclaimed in surprise, looking frightened. She took a step back and almost lost her balance.
The legendary Star Beast Milk, two tons of it! Lama God! Have you manifested your power?!
Zhu disappeared in a flash, racing against time for the supplies.
Fu Le chuckled, "The shuttle, tell me, haven't I made a fortune? These Qiqi fruits only serve to fill their stomachs, but for me, they're an incredible treasure."
The shuttle didn't speak, but it looked down on it. Only an ordinary person like Fu Le, born on a barren planet, would find that meager amount of food energy good.
When Zhu reappeared, she was followed by a large group of people, all of whom had come for the legendary interstellar milk.
For the first time in her life, Fu Le experienced the spotlight of being the center of attention, but this was not what she wanted; too much enthusiasm was overwhelming.
The business corps leaders of more than ten tribes all took out their best supplies and gathered the two thousand catties of stone essence and one hundred thousand Qiqi fruits that Fu Le wanted. If it was not enough, they even borrowed money from the Lama tribe to buy star beast milk.
They acquired another container, measuring 5,000 square meters, containing all the traded goods.
After the shuttle finished counting and confirming, Fu Le took out the several-meter-tall milk bucket and placed it on the square. The eye-catching silver bucket made the group of business team leaders gasp in astonishment.
'Countdown to return to the original plane: 10, 9... 1' So fast!
whoosh whoosh whoosh...
Fu Le woke up with a start and reached for the alarm clock on the bedside table. It was already 5:40 a.m. She had to finish washing up in twenty minutes.
After washing up, Fu Le saw that her mother had also gotten up. "Lele, add ten more bottles of milk to Uncle Jiang's house today. Your aunt just called."
"Okay. Oh, and Mom, I added some honey to your pot. Remember to drink it all, don't waste a drop. And don't sell the milk!"
"Okay, okay." That brat is even more long-winded than her.
When Fu Le arrived at the government compound, it was exactly 6:30. He was exhausted from riding his bicycle and was covered in sweat.
As soon as the car entered the yard, Fu Le was surrounded by everyone.
"Lele, my milk..."
"Lele, I'm from class 102, Lele..."
"Hey, hey, hey, don't rush, don't rush, let Lele catch her breath, there's no hurry..." Zhang Xia saw the little girl surrounded and covered in sweat, so he quickly helped maintain the order.
“Aunt Zhang, phew... yours…” Fu Le took out milk from the bamboo basket hanging on the back seat of the car and counted it out for Zhang Xia one by one. “These are all plastic cups. I changed the packaging. The quantity is the same. I hope Aunt Zhang doesn’t mind.”
"It's okay, it's okay. Here, this is the bottle from last time." Zhang Xia handed over three hundred yuan and the bottle.
Fu Le put the milk away and started distributing it to the other people according to the list. Zhang Xia didn't rush to leave after taking her things; she helped Fu Le take the milk out and pass it on.
Before long, everyone had received their share and left happily.
"Lele, are you tired? Why don't you go to your aunt's house to rest for a while before going to school?" Zhang Xia looked at Fu Le with concern.
"No, Aunt Zhang, I'm going to be late, I have to go now, goodbye."
After watching Fu Le ride away on his bicycle, Zhang Xia smiled and went back inside to make breakfast.
What Fu Le didn't know was that the house where the milk was bought was in an uproar that morning. In some families with many children, the kids even fought over the milk, making the house chaotic.
...
The moment Fu Le entered the classroom, he saw Miss Liu's glare on the podium and immediately shrank back to his seat.
In the morning, it's English self-study time. To help everyone learn more, Lao Liu always arrives half an hour early. No wonder her class and the second class consistently achieve top overall English scores. The old man is very dedicated.
Fu Le was surprised to find that the madam hadn't come today; the boy had been studying very hard to surpass her.
After a few seconds of confusion, Fu Le began her English vocabulary journey.
West Street.
Old Fu escorted Qi Hua to the store, opened the door for him, put the meat away, and turned to leave. Qi Hua, already used to this, didn't bother to look at him and began skillfully dissecting the fresh meat. Everything requires experience, and he became proficient as he went along.
Just as the meat was almost completely cut up and arranged, a customer came in. "Auntie, do you still have the braised meat you sold yesterday?" A spirited young man in his early twenties stood at the door with his hands in his pockets, but his eyes were fixed on the small square table behind the meat cutting board, where the braised meat had been placed yesterday.
Yesterday, he bought some snacks for his grandfather to go with his drinks from this aunt. It weighed two jin (1 kg) in total, but it wasn't enough for the whole family. The meat was so tender and bouncy that no one had a good time. He had been thinking about it all night. As soon as he got up, his grandfather chased him out to buy more meat.
"Hey, young man, Auntie remembers you. Isn't that meat delicious? Look, we have a lot today, all fresh out of the pot. How much do you want?" As she spoke, Qi Hua turned around and lifted the plastic film off a large bucket, revealing steaming hot braised meat. There was about 100 jin (50 kg) of it today; hopefully, it would be enough to sell.
"Five, ten jin, Auntie!" The young man, almost swayed by the aroma, secretly added five jin to the amount. He was glad he had the idea when evening came, but even so, it still wasn't enough.
"Okay!"
"Hey boss, the braised pork is here! Oh my, it smells so good! You have no idea what happened last night. As soon as I heated up the meat, my husband and son almost fought over it. I quickly tried some, and it was really delicious. It was gone in just a few bites. I just came downstairs and thought I'd come back to check if they had any left, and I actually managed to get some. Give me five pounds."
"Okay, big sister, just a moment, I'll pack it for this child."
"Hey, it's okay, take your time, I'm not in a hurry. This fresh meat is pretty good, give me two pounds."
...
In just one morning, all 100 jin of braised meat was sold out. When Old Fu came over for a free meal, he was so surprised that his mouth dropped open. "Old Qi, I must say, our girl has a good head for business. She even sold most of the fresh meat. Just like me, hehe."
Qi Hua rolled his eyes. "Hurry up and bring out the dishes."
Since they started selling meat, the couple's conversations have shifted from how to make money and why they don't have money to how to sell more meat and earn more money. They hardly argue anymore and are full of enthusiasm.
Old Fu, who always gets ripped off in business but is incredibly good at coming up with brilliant ideas, was good at this. He kept coming up with one idea after another, leaving Qi Hua completely bewildered. The meal was so lively that there wasn't a single dull moment, and Qi Hua played along, jumping up and down with great interest.
No. 2 Middle School.
"Fu Le, look outside, look outside! Fang Ge, look!! Fang Ge from Class 1 of Senior Three is outside, he's so handsome!" A gushing voice came from outside, and Fu Le, who was buried in his books, was patted on the shoulder several times.
Square? Who?
"Fu Le, Fu Le! Come out here for a second! Fu Le!!"
Fu Le turned his head and saw a fat face and a handsome face. Ugh, it was an eyesore, such a stark contrast.
Amidst the envious gazes of all the girls in the class, Fu Le, becoming the center of attention, walked out.
"What's up?" As soon as he opened his mouth, Fu Le noticed that the corridor had suddenly become crowded with people, all of them girls.
Fu Le: ...
"Let's talk downstairs." Fu Le went downstairs first.
"Fu Le, with your bad temper, be careful you won't be able to get married when you grow up." Wang Jin caught up in a few steps, his mouth full of sarcasm.
"Wang Jin, you're going too far by talking about him like that. Fu Le, just ignore him, his cerebellum isn't fully developed." Fang Ge kicked Wang Jin and said with a smile.
Fu Le shrugged indifferently, "It's nothing. Did you come looking for me because you want more meat?"
"Yes, this time it's my turn to order. We're having a family gathering and need to buy braised meat. I think yours tastes really good, so I'd like to order ten pounds," Fang Ge said, his beautiful eyes sparkling—the kind of eyes that seem to look at everyone with deep affection.
"Fine, Wang Jin, you don't want it anymore?"
"Yes, I love meat. I want five pounds."
"Alright, I'll bring it to you tomorrow morning. But Fang Ge, are you going to leave your meat at school for a day?"
"No, I'll have my driver wait for you with me tomorrow."
Fu Le: ...
Driver, a word that sounds both familiar and unfamiliar. You don't need to guess to know that it refers to a private driver.
"Oh. Okay. Here, to thank you two loyal customers, please have some milk candy." Fu Le took out a glass jar about the size of a baby's fist, containing ten small milk candies, and handed it to Fang Ge, "You two share them."
"Fu Le, could you be any stingier? You miser!" Wang Jin was amused by Fu Le's stinginess and reached out to snatch the item from Fang Ge's hand and return it to Fu Le, who dodged it and stuffed it into his coat pocket.
"Thank you, Fu Le. I'll go with A Jin." Fang Ge handed the money to Fu Le.
"Fatty, you won't find milk candy this good even if you search the whole world, you believe me? Besides, it's good for your health. This little bottle is only 100 yuan. If you want more, I won't give it to you, hmph!" Fu Le was too lazy to pay attention to Wang Jin, who was as angry as a toad, and turned around and ran upstairs.
She tried these milk candies herself, and they're like energy bars. When you're starving, one can last for two or three hours, and if you finish five, you can go a whole day without eating.
"Fang Ge, why are you stopping me? Look at her arrogant attitude, I'll curse her to death!!" Fatty tried to push Fang Ge away, but couldn't budge her. "Hey, Fang Ge, you're not still practicing your Vajra Kung Fu every day, are you? Your strength has increased again, I can't even push you anymore. Come on, let me try again."
Fang Ge glanced at Wang Jin and said, "Let's go."
"Hey, Fang Ge, wait for me! Milk Candy, give me a piece of that milk candy to try."
“You didn’t want it just now, so Fu Le gave it all to me.”
"Get lost! Who said I didn't want it? Give it to me!"
"Who do you think you are, your father?!"
'thump……'
"Hey Fang Ge, you bastard! A gentleman uses words, not fists. Next time, I'll definitely expose your true colors to Fu Le!!"
"roll!"
Fang Ge was in a good mood. He had forgotten to bring his milk candy today, but Fu Le gave him just the right amount, enough for his sugar needs for the whole day.
As the school bell rang, a snow-white, milky-scented milk tablet was placed into pale pink lips.
When the fresh milk flavor spread between my lips and teeth, I felt my taste buds explode. This taste is so pure! Delicious!
Fu Le just said 100 yuan a bottle? That's a good deal! It's cheap!
On this day, Wang Jin only got to eat one milk candy, and then the two brothers almost got into a fight and became enemies.
Dinner time.
Fu Le was blocked in the cafeteria, surrounded by a lot of crickets chirping.
Feeling the discomfort of being the center of attention again, Fu Le frowned. "If you two need anything in the future, call me after evening self-study. Otherwise, please stay away from me, thank you."
Fang Ge and Wang Jin exchanged a glance, belatedly realizing that their presence had indeed made Fu Le the center of attention in the crowd, with most of the gazes directed at him being rather unfriendly.
Wang Jin looked at his childhood friend's face and scoffed... He'll come find Fu Le himself next time.
"I'm sorry, I..."
"Fu Le, to make a long story short, Fang Ge wants milk candy, 100 yuan a bottle, right? We want 20 bottles. Bring them over tomorrow. That's all, let's go." After saying that, Wang Jin quickly grabbed Fang Ge and ran away, as fast as if they were being chased by a dog.
Fu Le: ...
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