I became the Counterpart of the Winner in a Period Novel-Chapter 178 - 175: Stumbling Upon a Treasure by Chance

Chapter 178: Chapter 175: Stumbling Upon a Treasure by Chance

The so-called house is a place freed up for cooking. There’s no stove, just a fire pit in the center. When needed, they open the vent, poke around with a fire stick, blow on it a few times while hunching down, and the new dry pine needles light up. Add some dry wood, and the fire is officially lit. Then they have a teapot hanging from the ceiling that can be lowered to absorb heat when they need to boil water by loosening a metal hook.

Jiang Mingyue was stunned: It’s like a survival version back in the old days!

Of course, while boiling water, they could roast three small potatoes in the fire, but tonight they could add a treat. Shen Bo took out six bird eggs from his raincoat.

"Girl, you’re in for a treat tonight. You take all the bird eggs with you later."

Yang Jinglun thought of something: "I haven’t seen Fang Tao for the past few days. When I wanted to ask Xia Xiaosi, she always avoided me. What do you think happened to Fang Tao?" Suddenly remembering that murmur from that day: "Was Fang Tao injured?"

So perceptive!

He abruptly stood up but was pushed back down by Jiang Mingyue with just a glance.

"I say, you’re scaring the students. Talk properly."

"Mr. Yang, Fang Tao just has a fever. I just gave him medicine, and the fever had subsided when I arrived; nothing serious, don’t worry. If there was something really wrong, would I be sitting here?" 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

After hearing this, Yang Jinglun stopped struggling.

"No, Mr. Shen, is this all you’re eating tonight? Isn’t there any other food?"

Shen Bo looked embarrassed. He wished for more, but they had to save the half bag of potatoes they had.

Alas!

Jiang Mingyue didn’t really come to probe into these matters. She had some expectations about their living conditions. She was just making conversation, hoping to try her luck and see if she could encounter those two troublemakers. Some things, if they could be solved, should be resolved swiftly.

But those two hadn’t appeared, and it was getting late. To avoid worrying Shu Wenquan and the others, she couldn’t stay long and should go around the village. Maybe she would run into them.

But... what did those two look like?

Thinking this, Jiang Mingyue didn’t wait any longer and swiftly took out some items from under the cover of her basket.

Half a bag of sweet potatoes and half a bag of regular potatoes. She looked at the items; they could be buried in the sandy soil in the corner of the courtyard, keeping them fresh and hard to find. Also, the humidity here was quite heavy, which might not affect the young ones, but at Shen Bo’s age, it might be taxing. For Yun Di’s sake, he needed some care.

Therefore, she took out a jar of buckwheat wine, ten pounds of flour, and two roast chickens. That was the limit of her basket’s capacity; any more might arouse suspicion.

Her actions left the two men dumbfounded.

"Ming Yue, why did you bring this?" In these times, no household was wealthy, especially Qingshan Village, the poorest in the cooperative.

"Mr. Yang, I brought these specifically to improve your living conditions. You can have the pine-smoked chicken with wine later; I’ll take the bird eggs. Don’t refuse; you once helped me, and I’ve always remembered it. Now our family is better off: my eldest brother became a secretary, and my second brother became the deputy director of a brick factory. With two people earning wages in our family, things are better."

Yang Jinglun felt unworthy of it: "You still remember those days? But it was my duty. However, last time..."

The previous matter wasn’t suitable for others to know, so the two tacitly understood without speaking.

"Mr. Yang, to me, you’ll always be my teacher. Isn’t it natural for a student to help their teacher? Okay, if it makes you uncomfortable, consider it a loan. When you return to being a teacher, you can repay me then."

Yang Jinglun wanted to refuse. Intellectuals might not have much, but they have pride. However, he also had to consider Mr. Shen. This remarkable person couldn’t be left to perish here, plus since he’d come, Mr. Shen had been taking care of everything.

"Alright then, thank you, Ming Yue!"

As Jiang Mingyue was leaving, the bottom of her basket tipped over a pile of firewood nearby, causing some to fall. She quickly squatted down to help pick them up and discovered a book that had fallen. The cover had several handwritten bold characters with pen:

"Military Aircraft Theory"

In a flash, a piece of history burst into Jiang Mingyue’s mind. She recalled past military parades and consistently seeing one person’s portrait. She vaguely remembered: this figure was a master, a historical celebrity. His "Aircraft Theory" laid the foundation for the country’s military aircraft, and he led the research team to invent the fighter jet series. By the era she was from, more than four hundred years later, his theories were still used, and the field of aircraft still spoke of his legend—a monumental figure.

Jiang Mingyue continued walking down the narrow path, still thinking about what she had just seen.

She didn’t think it was a coincidence because that historical figure was someone from this era. Moreover, although the portrait depicted an older Professor Shen, the features were similar.

Very well, she must report this to Yan Jinzhi when she returns; she might have just stumbled upon a treasure.

As she walked, she released her spiritual power. Fang Tao in the third cave was indeed awake, energetically drinking porridge while Xia Xiaosi and Shu Wenquan looked around anxiously, obviously waiting for her.

Jiang Mingyue quickened her pace, but her spiritual power kept extending, gradually covering the entire village, still not finding the pair of troublemakers.

As it was getting dark, it was indeed time for them to leave.

When Jiang Mingyue appeared in sight, Xia Xiaosi and Shu Wenquan visibly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yueyue, I thought you were just getting some fresh air by the door. Where did you run off to? Didn’t run into any troublemakers, did you?"

Indeed! Those two troublemakers really left a psychological shadow on people.

"I didn’t go far; the flowers on the roadside ahead were just too pretty. I picked a bunch for you. Here!"

Xia Xiaosi stared at her in horror: "Yuebao, you can’t pick or keep these now, or you’ll be reported for suspect behavior."

Jiang Mingyue: "..." Even wildflowers are controlled? Fine, toss them! It was just an excuse anyway.

Shu Wenquan was also on edge. Seeing the flowers discarded, he finally exhaled: "Let’s go, it’s time to head back. Fang Tao’s fine now."

He then turned back to instruct Fang Tao to continue using his medication, and if there were leftovers, hide them so no one would discover them.

Fang Tao seemed reluctant to see them go.

"Sigh! If only Xiaosi and I were in Qingshan Village too."

"Alright, you’ve barely recovered and are already daydreaming. By the way, I brought some things for you. Since you live here alone, leave everything with you."

Jiang Mingyue asked Shu Wenquan to take out the items from the basket.

Wenquan had placed the items himself, so he knew exactly what was inside.

Xia Xiaosi and Fang Tao were stunned.

"Half a bag of sweet potatoes, half a bag of regular potatoes, ten pounds of flour, a can of malted milk, ten canned meats, a jar of corn wine."

"Wow! Little Mingyue, did your family strike it rich?"

"Shh! Keep your voice down! Hide them away so no one notices."

Fang Tao felt a bit embarrassed: "I’m such a fool! A fever must have dulled my senses."

Xia Xiaosi added insult: "No, you were brainless to begin with."

Fang Tao: "..."

"As for the wine, drink a bit before bed every night. This cave’s humidity is too high. Anyway, it’s up to you; if you can find a better place to live, do so. It’s best not to stay here too long."