A dozen minutes later, after they finished tidying up, Luo Song said to Qin Jingru, “I have fifty jin of rice stored in my kitchen rice container.
Why don’t you make some rice balls, and we’ll cook some dishes together?
How about that?” “Really!” Qin Jingru exclaimed with delight, but after thinking for a moment, her smile faded, and she shook her head.
“Let’s not.
If we eat and drink excessively, we won’t know where our next meal is coming from, and you’ll go hungry later.” Luo Song nodded secretly.
He couldn’t use all the resources the system had given him now; otherwise, he’d be making a fool of himself and wouldn’t be able to explain where they came from, which would cause him trouble.
It was better not to use too much yet.
Besides lacking assertiveness and being easily influenced, Qin Jingru had many admirable qualities.
Luo Song smiled, took her hand, and led her to the rice bin.
He said with a smile, “Don’t worry, I won’t go hungry.
This rice is a reward from the leaders.
Just eat as much as you want.” He then secretly took fifty jin of rice from the system and put it into the bin.
He hadn’t been a purchasing agent all these years for nothing.
Although eating meat was a bit difficult, he could still afford to eat white flour every meal.
As for rice, he had only eaten it once since he first arrived in this era.
He hadn’t eaten it since, since most people here ate white flour, and rice was hard to find.
Qin Jingru lifted the lid of the rice bin and saw that it was indeed half full of rice.
Her heart leaped with joy.
She hadn’t had a full meal in a long time.
Now, thinking about being able to eat her fill, her eyes lit up when she saw the rice, and she swallowed hard.
And this was a refined grain!
“Stop looking!
Go steam some rice balls!” Luo Song urged.
“Hey!” Qin Jingru snapped out of her reverie, responded, and busied herself methodically.
“A house really needs a woman to make it feel lively,” Luo Song thought to himself, watching Qin Jingru’s efforts.
After watching for a while, Luo Song realized he couldn’t help much.
Even when he tried to light the fire, Qin Jingru stopped him.
“Cooking, washing clothes, and cleaning—how can the men do all that?” she said.
Frustrated, Luo Song went back to his bedroom, closed the door, and checked the cheat program that had been activated after several years.
It was a square virtual screen, visible only to him.
Right now, a large, red question mark was flashing in the center of the screen.
To be honest, even after all these years, he still had no idea what this cheat program did.
He had no idea what it was for.
Regardless of its purpose, Luo Song was extremely excited.
Since it was a cheat system, it must be extraordinary.
Soon, the cheat system screen finished loading and activated instantly.
A huge space appeared in his mind, containing the system’s rewards: one hundred large banknotes, less than a ton of rice (he had just taken fifty jin of rice), a ton of pork, one hundred chickens, one hundred ducks, a ton of beef, and a ton of seasonal vegetables.
“Awesome!” Luo Song’s eyes widened, his fists clenched, utterly excited.
He knew that so many resources were enough for him to live comfortably in this era for several years.
This was just the reward for giving Qin Jingru oral sex.
What would the system reward him for if he deflowered her, or even penetrated all three orifices simultaneously?
Qin Family Village was a famous village of beauties, with hundreds of households and nearly a hundred young girls, and this era was so conservative.
Those young girls’ virginity was still intact—how much reward would that be?
“I’m rich!
I’m rich!
If I fuck all these young girls, women, and mature women, I’ll be the richest man ever!” “No wonder it’s a cheat code!
None of them are simple!” Luo Song was incredibly excited.
After a while, Luo Song looked at the screen again and found that it had transformed into a shopping mall.
The mall had everything from needles and thread to airplanes and aircraft carriers, as well as various supplies and general merchandise.
There was also a gray screen next to it, but the items there didn’t seem to be available for purchase.
Luo Song clicked on it, and a line of small text popped up: “Deflowering a young girl unlocks the Mysterious Items Mall.” “Luo Song is very familiar with this!” Luo Song licked his lips, his eyes wide as he carefully examined the various functions.
The functions were quite simple.
The warehouse space had a time freeze effect, allowing him to store various supplies without worrying about them spoiling.
“Great!
With this, I can store supplies indefinitely from now on!” He rubbed his hands together, his face beaming with joy.
What satisfied him most was that this cheat code didn’t have any strange tasks; it just allowed him to have sex and get generous rewards.
“Just by deflowering a young girl, I can unlock a mysterious shop and gain immense power—it’s incredibly awesome!” “I didn’t collect enough yesterday, so I’ll get to it now.” He immediately stepped into the main room.
In the corner sat a 28-inch bicycle, the one the factory had provided for him.
Beside the bicycle were two baskets.
One basket contained three roosters and one hen.
The other basket contained several kilograms of cured meat, some sausages, and some wild mushrooms and other mountain produce.
These items were collected from farmers and were specifically for the factory’s small canteen.
Although the quantity seemed small, in these times of scarcity, especially in recent years when many people couldn’t even get enough to eat, these items were rare and highly sought-after goods.
Especially the old hen; farmers usually kept them for laying eggs to sell with ration coupons.
In ordinary times, he relied entirely on it for salt and matches.
He wouldn’t sell it unless he was extremely poor and urgently needed money.
Luo Song frequently traveled to the countryside, and only occasionally, with good luck, could he buy an old hen.
The four chickens were in a basket, their feet tied with rope.
Luo Song untied the ropes and put them all into his spatial storage.
However, once inside, the four chickens became motionless, as if dead.
Luo Song was shocked and quickly took the chickens out to examine them closely.
He soon discovered that the chickens had begun to move again.
“Thank goodness!” Luo Song breathed a sigh of relief and quickly turned to go to his bedroom.
In recent years, life had been difficult due to the economic climate, and unplanned supplies were extremely hard to obtain.
Even buying some pork was difficult, let alone getting whole pigs, cattle, or sheep.
Obtaining these things depended entirely on luck.
“Oh right, I need to put my savings away too.” Luo Song suddenly remembered, quickly went to the corner of the wall, pried open a mud brick, and took out an iron box.
Over the years, apart from spending money to expand his house, he hadn’t had any other major expenses, so he had saved over 1200 yuan.
Of that, 1000 yuan was in a fixed deposit at the bank, and he kept over 200 yuan in cash for emergencies.
He hadn’t deposited any ration coupons, because they had an expiration date and would become invalid if not used.
Besides, he didn’t lack ration coupons; every time he went out, the factory would distribute a large number of various coupons for convenient purchases in the countryside.
Opening the iron box, he found twenty-three large ten-yuan bills, totaling 230 yuan.
Luo Song put all the money into his spatial storage.
Thinking for a moment, he also put the money and coupons from his pockets into the storage box, so they could be easily retrieved when needed.
“This way, I won’t have to worry about losing them!” Luo Song thought to himself.
Each time he went out, he would collect a hundred yuan in purchasing funds and various receipts from the factory.
Generally speaking, unless he encountered a whole pig or cow and didn’t have enough money, he would usually have some left over.
He came out of the room.
Luo Song took four eggs and a two-pound piece of pork from the basket, intending for Qin Jingru to fry them.
Because he often went to the countryside, the kitchen here was well-stocked with cornmeal, wheat flour, oil, salt, soy sauce, and vinegar.
Now that they had rice, he’d give Jingru the things she wasn’t used to eating; after all, she was his woman, and he couldn’t neglect her.
“Frying eggs and stir-frying pork?
That uses too much oil.
How about poached eggs?
And render some fat from the pork to make cracklings?” Qin Jingru pursed her lips, took the eggs and pork, and hesitated.
Luo Song said, “We’ll have fried eggs and stir-fried meat.
Use plenty of oil for the eggs.
For the pork, render some fat first, then add the lean meat.
Don’t overcook it; it won’t taste good.” As he spoke, he took a covered earthenware jar from the cupboard, filled with lard.
Luo Song opened the lid and showed it to Qin Jingru, saying, “Look, there’s still so much oil.” Luo Song secretly thought, “Now that the system is activated, I can’t wait any longer.
I’ll deflower Jingru next time I come back!
I wonder what reward I’ll get for having sex with her.” “It smells so good!” Qin Jingru leaned closer to smell it, her mouth watering.
“I haven’t eaten eggs and meat in so long, and I haven’t smelled the grease in ages!” Qin Jingru put four eggs in a bowl, placed the meat on the cutting board, turned around, and said pitifully.
Luo Song smiled and said, “Then you eat more today, and I’ll eat less, okay?
Next time you come back, I’ll deflower you and make you my cock sheath, you little bitch!” “No, you have to eat more too!
Being my cock sheath is something I do willingly.
I’ve wanted you to fuck my little cunt for a long time.
If you don’t eat more, I won’t eat either,” Qin Jingru shook her head repeatedly, her face flushed with embarrassment, disagreeing.
Luo Song didn’t argue with her and nodded in agreement.
Qin Jingru smiled slightly and asked, “Are there any unwashed clothes at home?
I’ll wash them for you after we eat.” “No, but there’s a huge pile of unwashed clothes in the city,” Luo Song replied, shaking his head.
Qin Jingru blinked, smiling tentatively, “How about I go to the city to wash your clothes?
It’s the dead of winter, you’re a grown man, I’m afraid you can’t get them clean, right?” Luo Song shook his head, “Forget it, someone washes my clothes for me.” “In our courtyard, there’s a guy named Silly Zhu, he has a younger sister, just started junior high, a year older than you.
Every time I change my clothes, she takes the time to wash them for me, I can’t stop her.” “Silly Zhu?” Qin Jingru tilted her head and murmured to herself, then anxiously asked: “His sister likes you, so is it that she licks your big dick every night in the city?
Otherwise, why would she wash your clothes?” Luo Song answered irrelevantly, “What’s wrong?
You’re not even married yet, and you’re already meddling in my family affairs?” “No, no, don’t misunderstand, I just think it’s not good for a girl to wash your clothes,” Qin Jingru waved her hands repeatedly.
Seeing Luo Song leering at her, Qin Jingru blushed, realizing she was in a similar situation to that girl, who was probably also Luo Song’s little bitch.
She quickly turned away, her face still red, biting her lip and whispering, “I’ll get back to work now, I’ll call you when dinner’s ready.” Luo Song smiled, ceasing his teasing, and turned to leave the kitchen, stepping into the yard.
In the yard, the rooftops were covered with a thick layer of snow.
Luo Song followed the eaves to a corner of the house, gazing out.
Not far away, a winding stream flowed gently.
Across the stream was a farmhouse, Qin Jingru’s home.
Across the stream was Qin Family Village, a village known for its beautiful women, with most of its residents surnamed Qin.
On this side was Liang Family Village, a village with many beautiful girls, also with most of its residents surnamed Liang.
Strangely enough, despite the proximity of Qin and Liang villages, the people from the two villages don’t interact much.
This phenomenon exists in many places; there’s little animosity between them, so it’s naturally formed.
A cold wind blows, and the world is a vast expanse of white, like a beautiful landscape painting.
Both Qin and Liang villages are large, but at this time of year, almost no smoke rises from their chimneys.
No one is out and about; most people stay indoors to conserve energy.
Furthermore, many families can’t afford enough winter clothes for everyone, making it inconvenient to go out.
Therefore, when visiting someone’s home, it’s customary to make some noise beforehand so the other person can prepare, as a sign of mutual respect.
In fact, this isn’t just a rural phenomenon; even in the city, many families wear clothes that have been mended and patched repeatedly.
Wearing patched clothes isn’t shameful; rather, it’s a symbol of thrift, something to be proud of.
Soon, after Luo Song had enjoyed the breeze for a while, Qin Jingru called out loudly that it was time to eat.
“I steamed a big pot of about twenty large rice balls.
The stir-fried meat and fried eggs you asked for are also ready.
They won’t spoil in winter.
You can save any leftovers for lunch, or take them with you if you’re going visiting neighbors,” Qin Jingru chattered as she set out the bowls and chopsticks in the kitchen.
The two sat down to eat.
Luo Song ate slowly, enjoying the stir-fried meat and fried eggs.
Qin Jingru was very hungry and didn’t say anything.
She held a rice ball in one hand, chopsticks in the other, and a bowl in both, eating small bites of the rice ball, chewing a few times, then eating the stir-fried meat with chopsticks, her eyes half-closed, a sweet and satisfied smile on her face.
Luo Song glanced at her a few times, feeling puzzled.
Although Qin Jingru often went hungry, she wasn’t thin at all.
Her figure was plump and full, and her face had a touch of baby fat.
While she looked somewhat pale, it didn’t detract from her beauty.
“She’s easy to feed,” Luo Song thought to himself.
Besides, Qin Jingru had a good temperament.
She was generous and easygoing, never held grudges, and rarely took things to heart, so she lived happily.
“So delicious!
So fragrant!” Qin Jingru said with a simple smile when she saw Luo Song looking at her.
Luo Song smiled slightly, “Eat more if you like it, but don’t eat too much.
Being bloated isn’t comfortable.” “Being bloated is better than being hungry,” Qin Jingru pouted.
After taking a bite of the fried egg, she asked curiously, “Brother Song, do you city people always have enough white rice to fill you up?” “No, not really.
Not having enough to eat is the norm,” Luo Song slowly shook his head.
Qin Jingru asked, “What about my cousin’s family?
I heard my cousin’s husband is a first-class fitter, earning a little over thirty yuan a month.
Is that enough to eat?” Luo Song replied, “They don’t get enough to eat either, because only your cousin’s husband has an urban household registration.” “She, her mother-in-law, and their children all have rural household registrations.
They all rely on your cousin’s husband’s meager allowance.
How could they possibly have enough to eat?” Qin Jingru frowned and said, “So, going to the city isn’t as good as I imagined?” “Of course, but compared to the countryside, it’s still better in the city,” Luo Song nodded.
Qin Jingru nodded, seemingly understanding, and said, “That’s true, no wonder everyone wants to go to the city.” She paused, then frowned and said, “Speaking of my cousin, when she went back to her parents’ home a few years ago, she bragged about her family’s wealth to the skies.” “I was so flattered by her words that I wanted to go to the city with her for a few days, but she kept refusing.
She’s so stingy.” Luo Song chuckled and said, “You’re quite impolite.
Your cousin’s family only has one room, and the whole family is crammed onto one kang (heated brick bed).
Where would you stay?” “Ah?
What if my cousin and her husband get the urge to have sex at night?” Qin Jingru blurted out.
After saying that, her face flushed red, realizing she had been too blunt.
Luo Song didn’t mock her, replying, “That’s simple.
Although they only have one kang (heated brick bed), they separated it with a cloth curtain.” “Inside is the kang, outside is the living room, with a table, chairs, and a sewing machine.
There’s even a stove set up on the outermost side for cooking.” “Her mother-in-law goes to bed late at night, usually staying in the living room until your cousin and her husband finish their lovemaking behind the curtain, then quietly going back to her room to rest…” Qin Jingru muttered softly, “So cramped?
Her house isn’t as nice as she makes it out to be!”