I became the Counterpart of the Winner in a Period Novel

Chapter 89: Chapter 86: Set Up Uncle Tiezhu

"Eh? Uncle Tiezhu, you brought these for me?"

What a pleasant surprise!

She saw many cages in Wang Tiezhu’s car, with chickens, ducks, geese, and also cattle, sheep, and pigs. In a certain part of the carriage, something was cushioned with straw, and she wasn’t sure what was under the cloth.

"Thank you, thank you!" Jiang Mingyue was very happy, her variety of meats to eat had been enriched once again.

Wang Tiezhu snorted coldly without saying a word, saying he was going to the bathroom first.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Jiang Mingyue wanted to put things into the space, but that was when the anomaly happened.

"Huh?" Jiang Mingyue swept again with her spiritual power, but still, nothing went in.

She was puzzled!

Could it be that it’s too much?

Jiang Mingyue tried putting them in one at a time, started with a duckling... but there was no reaction.

She tried all of them, again and again... until Wang Tiezhu came back, and she still hadn’t put a single one in.

It was quite mysterious indeed!

Jiang Mingyue boldly speculated: The space might have a selection mechanism, those it doesn’t want to nurture just won’t go in.

Jiang Mingyue was at a loss; these things can’t be kept here forever. If they can’t go in, it might cause trouble.

Thinking of this, Jiang Mingyue awkwardly explained to Wang Tiezhu: "Uncle Tiezhu, I’m sorry, I just woke up a moment ago, and I’m groggy, I forgot my friends said they didn’t want them anymore."

Wang Tiezhu glared at her with his big, round eyes. If it weren’t for Granny Shi’s instructions, he might have smashed this Mingyue into a mooncake.

"Hmph! Messing with your Uncle Wang is fun for you?"

"No! So just wait here."

Jiang Mingyue ran to the kitchen, and came back with an oiled paper package: "Uncle Tiezhu, my mom asked a friend to buy this from Beijing, you can’t find it in Nanxi City. I want you to try it, don’t be mad."

Wang Tiezhu was angry, but when he smelled the extraordinary fragrance, his expression changed immediately. He quickly accepted and opened it, seeing five golden pastries the size of a child’s fist, looking very tempting. He couldn’t help but take a big bite, and his mouth was instantly filled with a rich taste. He regretted it because such delicious pastries should be savored slowly. He chewed carefully and tasted the excellent ham inside. It was so delicious. He had never heard of ham being made into pastries like this, and they were so tasty.

Unconsciously, Wang Tiezhu finished one pastry. He still wanted more but stopped himself.

Such delicious pastries, he had to take them back for his wife and children to try.

Carefully wrapping them again, Wang Tiezhu stuffed the pastries into the basket he carried with him.

"Hmph! I’ll tell my mentor’s wife you fooled me."

Jiang Mingyue: "..."

"Wait, Uncle Tiezhu, give me this big pot and also this steamer pot. I really need them. You’re just too much to my liking."

Wang Tiezhu felt as if his liver and lungs were being wrenched with anger. "Someone already ordered these," he had wrapped them tightly with black cloth and straw, and yet this Mingyue managed to find them, glaring at this devil who had given him a hard time so early in the morning. "No, no, no, you’re not getting them."

"Come on, Uncle Tiezhu, I’ll pay you. When you come back, I’ll treat you to braised chicken, my braised chicken is the best in the world, if you don’t believe me, ask Granny Shi."

Wang Tiezhu licked his lips, leading his donkey as he wrestled with the decision, and finally stomped his foot: "Fine, fine, fine, you can have them. But I want two of them."

"Deal!"

Wang Tiezhu rolled his eyes: never seen such a shameless moon!

The fact that pigs, cattle, and sheep couldn’t enter the space was a real shock to Jiang Mingyue. After she put the courtyard fences back in place, she went to grab the coal in the cage and tried to throw it into the space.

Hey! This time it worked!

Jiang Mingyue furrowed her brows.

She had initially wanted to vary her meat dishes, but the space rejected them.

Could it be her space only allows for chickens and rabbits? Or is it because the space can no longer accommodate anything else?

Jiang Mingyue found the latter explanation more acceptable.

To convince herself, Jiang Mingyue plunged into the space.

She began to review the space.

The space covered approximately the size of three football fields.

Currently, it was divided into several sections:

A forested mountain occupied one football field, and chickens and rabbits were raised on the mountain, sharing the area, which meant they didn’t take up any additional space.

There was an orchard planted with fifteen types of fruits, a plot planted with fifteen types of millet, peppers, green beans, and other crops, then there were a warehouse, a kitchen, a pharmacy, a hot spring pool, a fishpond reserved in advance, and the remaining area was farmland.

It could be seen that as other crops encroached, the space available for planting grains had decreased.

Jiang Mingyue believed she had found the reason.

This was a farm space, and considering the current societal situation—food shortages, the farm might hope she plants more grains and stops allowing other things to squeeze out the farmland.

This could serve as a warning!

And the reason pigs, cattle, and sheep couldn’t come in might simply be because they can’t come in. After all, putting them in the forest doesn’t take up land.

Oh well! She felt that this was enough.

Her space had always been this size in the previous life, and it was unlikely to expand. The pharmacy wasn’t in the space before either; the farm in her past life merely grew a few crops, with rest periods every ten days or so, and occasionally served as a test field for doctors to grow herbs.

There’s no denying it, the space farm now had too much burden.

Jiang Mingyue decided to maintain what was currently in the space and not add more. Except for the fishpond where she would raise fish.

Also, if certain crops could be bought, like sugar, she’d buy them.

She wanted to cherish her space properly.

With the big pot, Jiang Mingyue found it convenient this time.

She cleaned more than twenty chickens and started braising and cooking. On the stove nearby, buns were also steaming, with vegetable filling, fresh meat filling, and chive-egg filling. In one go, she made over two hundred. She also steamed some mantou.

The braising continued with over ten pots.

Outside, just a short while had passed, and a lot had been accomplished inside the space.

She could spend less time in the kitchen from now on.

Since it was still early, Jiang Mingyue assumed Granny Shi hadn’t woken up yet. She went back into the space to continue working, this time stir-frying spicy rabbit cubes, cooking over ten pots in succession, and planting rice and wheat in over ten idle hours of farmland.

Afterward, she checked her wild boar meat supply and felt pity. It was a relief she hadn’t taken the pigs out to sell, given she couldn’t raise them.

The remaining ham shouldn’t be eaten; it had to be left for Mrs. Jiang to make sugar-leg pastries.

Actually, her grandfather’s book "Human World Cake Fragrance" called it—Good Days. Thirty-six kinds of fillings in total, symbolizing an auspicious and prosperous life.

With ham running low, Jiang Mingyue wanted to make the most of space ingredients; this way, it would be more convenient.

The next thing she’d make would be red bean paste. Jiang Mingyue checked the fifteen-crop field and found it ready for harvest. It had flowering beans, and after harvesting, she stored them in the warehouse in one go. After tilling the soil, Jiang Mingyue decisively planted the whole plot with flowering beans, ensuring an endless supply of bean paste, although market feedback would dictate its success.

She didn’t know where Mrs. Jiang went to sell them.

Going out in broad daylight, it likely wasn’t the black market, Jiang Mingyue guessed Mrs. Jiang went to find acquaintances to help sell.

Tired from being busy in the space, Jiang Mingyue took a dip in the hot spring and then emerged, changing into clean clothes to check on Xiao Ran.

The little guy had just woken up.

"Sister, why didn’t you call me when you got up?"

"What does a kid need to get up so early for? Be careful, you’ll stunt your growth."

"Sister, you’re lying. You’re not like this with Ms. Xiao Hui and Brother Yun Di, you make them get up early to recite."

"Oh! Such sharp ears! But you have to consider how old they are, and how old you are?"

"You said they are also kids."

Jiang Mingyue: "..." What a headache!