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I became the Counterpart of the Winner in a Period Novel

Chapter 44 - 41: The Male Lead Comes Looking 1

Author: Mo Shang Ying Hua
updatedAt: 2026-01-21

CHAPTER 44: CHAPTER 41: THE MALE LEAD COMES LOOKING 1

After Wang Tiezhu finished, he came to find Jiang Mingyue.

"I saw the broom stuck in your backyard a couple of days ago, but it was late at night, so I didn’t want to shout for you."

Jiang Mingyue looked at him strangely, "How did you see the back of my house in the middle of the night?"

"There’s something called a flashlight. By the way, I heard you wanted some spices. I’ve brought them all for you. Star anise, bay leaves, cinnamon, grains of paradise, fennel seeds, Sichuan pepper... salt, oil..."

"You have salt and oil? That’s awesome, give them all to me. Just so you know, I don’t have any coupons."

Wang Tiezhu didn’t even lift an eyelid. After doing business for so long, what situation hadn’t he encountered before?

If worst comes to worst, he can raise the price... sigh! Forget it, the old lady would kill him.

Jiang Mingyue looked at the big and small bags, instantly moving all the things piled on Wang Tiezhu’s small cart in front of her, feeling even happier inside.

Wang Tiezhu is a real treasure, whatever she wants, he has it.

"I’ll waive the change, a total of 460 yuan. Do you have the money?" Wang Tiezhu even humbly thought, if not, just owe it for now, as long as you don’t forget to feed the old lady.

God knows how much effort he put in over the years trying to whet the old lady’s appetite. Now, someone easily took over his task. Not to mention extending credit, just... just... cough cough, never mind if there isn’t any.

Then Wang Tiezhu watched as the moon he thought had no money pulled out a wad of cash, counting out forty-six big bills as casually as counting leaves.

Wang Tiezhu: "..." I was wrong! Shouldn’t have underestimated people.

"Hehe! Everything’s right! Mingyue, if you need anything else, just tell uncle, uncle promises to get it done for you."

Jiang Mingyue’s eyes lit up, "Then uncle, I want some goslings, lambs, calves, piglets... Anything that can grow big to eat, bring them to me."

Wang Tiezhu’s mouth dropped open: Give a little sunshine and you shine, huh!

But he had just said those words, he couldn’t slap himself in the face.

"Cough cough... Uncle will definitely get it done for you."

Jiang Mingyue’s mind was on that lotus handkerchief, not noticing a certain uncle gritting his teeth.

After sending Wang Tiezhu off through the small backyard door, Jiang Mingyue turned and latched it shut.

Then she raised her hand and swept everything into the space.

Her spiritual power was getting stronger and stronger.

Then she flashed in herself, seeing a pile of salt and over ten barrels of vegetable oil. Jiang Mingyue was even happier than seeing that pile of spices. Tonight, she could fry ribs with vegetable oil to eat.

Jiang Mingyue decided to act, lugging a barrel of oil to the kitchen, pouring it into the pot with a "whoosh", as if it cost nothing.

Then she put the pre-marinated ribs into the hot oil pot, and soon the aroma of the ribs filled the air.

"Sister, what delicious food are you making?" Rubbing his sleepy eyes, little Jiang Ran clung to the door frame, licking his lips like a little cat. Even though he wasn’t fully awake, he already knew he was craving. Jiang Mingyue suspected he woke up because of the meat aroma.

She beckoned, using chopsticks to pick up a freshly fried rib, blew on it, and handed it to him, "It’s fried ribs, Xiao Ran, try it. If it’s good, I’ll make it again next time."

The little guy woke up this time, grabbing it skillfully like a monkey, not caring if it was hot.

He sniffed the rib deeply like a Taotie, eagerly biting into the meat.

The delicious aroma filled his mouth, making the little guy squint his eyes with satisfaction.

"It’s so good! Sister, I’ve never eaten anything so delicious."

Jiang Mingyue mercilessly exposed him, "You said the same thing when eating braised pork that day."

"Braised pork is delicious, and these ribs are delicious too. Everything you make, I like; they’re all too good."

Alright: You’ve successfully pleased me.

Because of that compliment, Jiang Mingyue specially steamed a bowl of egg custard for little Jiang Ran. The fragrant and smooth egg was topped with a small spoon of fresh soy sauce, and sprinkled with some chopped green onions, making the taste perfect.

So when the three siblings came back from work, they saw little Jiang Ran already sitting in his spot, staring intently at the egg custard in front of him.

Mrs. Jiang took one look and understood, "Our little Jiang Ran has had his heart captured by this bowl of egg custard. If I had known it was this simple, your third aunt would have made it for you too."

Unexpectedly, the little guy very ungraciously retorted, "No, I want Ms. Ming Yue to make it for me."

Mrs. Jiang chuckled, "Look, look, he even knows how to be picky now. Yes, yes, yes, your Ms. Ming Yue will make it for you. I also think everything your Ms. Ming Yue makes is better than others."

When everyone washed their hands and sat down, they saw the new variety on the table today.

The crispy fried ribs, scrambled eggs with shepherd’s purse, crispy pork boiled cabbage, spicy rabbit cubes, four dishes, with portion sizes that were overwhelming.

The two grown brothers smiled contentedly: Having a moon like her at home is truly a blessing!

Even when they heard at the fields that there was a thief at their house, the thief being Jiang Beishan, who always looked down on their family, they hurriedly returned, worrying if their sister had been bullied. But now, because of this table full of dishes, they instantly forgot everything.

"Eh! Little Yue, why is there an extra set of bowls and chopsticks?"

As soon as Jiang Jian Country finished speaking, footsteps came from the courtyard.

Everyone involuntarily looked toward the courtyard.

And saw a figure they had seen during the day walking leisurely over... It was strange, as this person hadn’t been to their house in many years.

Even stranger, he was followed by two people.

Originally, Jiang Jianjun wanted to say something sarcastic, as this cousin wasn’t close to them, but seeing the people behind him, he forgot everything.

He looks so good! Especially the one on the left. He never knew there was a man so good-looking in the world, and it was clear he was a city person.

But why would a city person come to their house? Could they be Little Yue’s city brothers?

Evidently, not only Jiang Jianjun thought this way, but the eldest sister and third brother did too.

They looked like they were about to cry, and even the dishes on the table no longer looked appealing.

They all thought that Ms. Ming Yue’s city brothers had changed their minds and wanted to take Ms. Ming Yue back to the city.

In the midst of this atmosphere, a voice suddenly cut through the silence with excitement.

Mrs. Jiang had already reached the door, looking at the best-looking man with delight: "It’s you? Benefactor!"

Jiang Mingyue was originally puzzled as to why these two came to her house. Counting it, they had only eaten together, and they took them for a ride. These two shouldn’t have come over.

While pondering for what reason they might have come, Mrs. Jiang suddenly called someone a "benefactor," almost causing Jiang Mingyue to drop her jaw in surprise.

?

Looking again at Yan Jinzhi, who was called "benefactor," his handsome face was also slightly confused.

Mrs. Jiang, at this moment, was already certain, gripping Yan Jinzhi’s hand: "Benefactor, thank you for the other day. If it weren’t for your help, my... my eldest son might have already..." Thinking of the bitter past, Mrs. Jiang’s throat choked up. She always remembered the young man who helped pay their medical bills and find a doctor that day. Otherwise...

Mrs. Jiang dared not imagine. The life of a poor person, sometimes, is really worthless. Fortunately, that day, they were lucky to meet a good person.

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