I became the Counterpart of the Winner in a Period Novel-Chapter 32 - 29: Space Prosperity 11

Jiang Mingyue pushed aside the hay, and inside was a bundle of ten bills secured with a rubber band.

A thousand per stack, easy to count. Jiang Mingyue took one look and put it in her basket, then handed the basket back to Du Shouqiang. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

"It’s all correct. Pleasure doing business with you, Da Qiang."

Having completed the task given by Brother Pan, Da Qiang also breathed a sigh of relief. While instructing his men to load the goods into the vehicle, he sheepishly scratched his head, seeming hesitant to speak.

This Qiangzi was different from the one at the black market before, quite endearing. Jiang Mingyue was patient, giving him a chance to speak up.

"Mr. Jiang, that, that braised meat of yours, do you still have any?"

Jiang Mingyue almost laughed and took out a piece from her space, "Still have some, it was meant for a relative, hasn’t been cut yet. You’re in luck, kid."

"Wait, Mr. Jiang, how much? I’ll pay you."

Jiang Mingyue waved generously, "No need, consider it" as a gesture of thanks, "a token between friends."

"Oh! Then Mr. Jiang, next time you come over, I’ll give you a gift too."

With a hefty sum in hand, Jiang Mingyue was beaming, pedaling her bike like the wind. She nearly hit the railing at a turn.

Jiang Mingyue calmed herself: In her previous life, she and her older brother amassed eighty percent of the world’s wealth, and she had never been this excited!

Let’s go, quickly pick up Xiao Jiang Ran. Haven’t seen him for so long, I wonder if Xiao Jiang Ran has been crying.

Thinking of this, Jiang Mingyue steadied her mind.

However, upon entering the alley, she was blocked by an old lady.

"Young lady, do you have food for sale in your basket? Don’t be afraid, this old woman has no other choice. My son and daughter-in-law are gone, leaving behind two little grandchildren. I have no way to buy food, my little granddaughter is almost starving to death. You... anything, even wild vegetables will do."

The old lady’s hair was gray, and though her worn jacket was faded from washing, its style indicated she was from a well-off family.

Jiang Mingyue scanned the area with her spiritual power and found it safe.

She got off the bike, "Granny, what do you need?"

Hearing this, the old lady knew her grandchildren had hope, and tears flowed uncontrollably.

Jiang Mingyue was a bit helpless; she still needed to pick up Xiao Jiang Ran.

Yet, she patiently reminded, "Granny, I can’t stay long, have to rush back to the countryside, it’s dozens of kilometers away."

Upon hearing this, the old lady stopped crying and hastily wiped her tears. "Comrade, I forgot to bring money when I came out, could you come back with me to get it? Don’t worry, we’re a good family, just a bit poor."

"Lead the way."

The old lady didn’t expect this young girl to be so reasonable and remembered her grandchildren, empathizing, "Comrade, when you’re out and about, don’t trust strangers too easily. You’re a young girl, best have an adult with you."

Jiang Mingyue confirmed this was a kind-hearted granny, and she didn’t mind spending some time helping her.

They soon entered a shabby yard, and the old lady led Jiang Mingyue into the house. Inside, a little boy was practicing calligraphy, so thin he was just skin and bones, much like Jiang Mingyue’s first impression of Xiao Jiang Ran. Her heart softened instantly.

"Cookies, want some?" Jiang Mingyue grabbed a handful of cookies she bought from the department store and handed them over.

The boy’s dull eyes suddenly gleamed with a wolf-like hunger, he licked his lips, showing his intense desire, but looked towards the old lady.

The old lady initially wanted to refuse but, seeing the longing in her grandson’s eyes, she nodded.

Thinking she’d check at home for anything valuable to offer the young girl later.

The old lady offered Jiang Mingyue a seat and went to check on her granddaughter, who had suddenly started crying. The old lady hurriedly fed her some water, yet she kept crying. Jiang Mingyue was distressed by the cries, following the boy to see the little girl.

She saw the girl was a little over a year old, no wonder, at such a young age, it’s easy to get hungry. The old lady probably looked for food out of pity for her granddaughter.

Jiang Mingyue searched for something suitable for a child to eat, but found only rice. A rice broth could nourish the baby, though milk powder would be even better.

"Granny, I have rice for congee, you can cook some first."

The old lady was thrilled.

"Comrade, do you really have rice? That would be wonderful." Jiang Mingyue followed the old lady into the kitchen, took out a ten-pound bag of rice from her basket, and after some thought, also gave the old lady a pair of rabbits as they breed well.

Seeing this, the old lady started crying again, having been so worried about food she almost despaired, this was a stroke of luck.

"Comrade, you’re a savior for the three of us, thank you, thank you."

Saying so, the old lady rushed to the room and returned with a small box, stuffing all the money she had into Jiang Mingyue’s hands, "Comrade, I know this money is not enough, but it’s all I have. You see..." The old lady felt uneasy, though for half a bag of rice this amount would suffice, she worried how long they could last.

Jiang Mingyue didn’t take it; her attention was drawn to a casually tossed cat bowl on the floor.

From afar, in the dimly lit room, her good vision was ineffective; she had to use her spiritual power. Quickly, the information returned; she saw it clearly, it was a royal family antique.

Seeing Jiang Mingyue was intrigued by the bowl, the old lady quickly picked it up. "If you like it, take it. We have plenty of these at home, nowhere to dispose of them, but keep it hidden. It’s worthless now and might cause trouble." The old lady was quite troubled.

Jiang Mingyue knew this item was worthless now, and that soon, these things would be searched for and smashed house-to-house.

In the future, they’d be cultural treasures inherited through generations.

Jiang Mingyue quickly thought of a new plan; if she could store these currently worthless antiques in her space, in the future she could either donate them to the national museum for future generations to admire and study, or sell them to domestic collectors for a fee, either way, preserving these treasures for the country would be a great achievement.

Jiang Mingyue contained her excitement.

"Yes, I like it very much. If Granny wishes to sell, I’ll take them all. Aren’t you in dire need of food? I can provide you with plenty, how does that sound?"

The old lady hadn’t expected such a good deal; she hurriedly dragged out an old red lacquered trunk, some paint peeling, showing its years.

She fished out a string of keys from her pocket and unlocked it. Seeing what was inside made Jiang Mingyue secretly gasp.