Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife
Chapter 1059: Spending Money on Grain 3

Chapter 1059: Chapter 1059: Spending Money on Grain 3

"Xiaoxue, wear this." Lu Jiang took out a pair of gleaming emerald bracelets from the box and slid them onto her wrists, beaming with delight as he admired them on her, "These were given to grandmother by grandfather, right? Dad?"

Feng Qingxue leaned over for a look, noticing in the box a pair of emerald rings, a pair of emerald earrings, two emerald hairpins, and a string of emerald beads. Although the quality was not as fine as the emerald jewelry she had acquired from Mother Xu’s old friend, the color was full and moist, reaching the grade of ice-type, very watery, with a glossy, glue-like sheen.

Lu Jiang’s father hummed in response and then looked at Feng Qingxue with excitement, "Qingxue, come, let me see your amazing ability to store things in your sleeves, take all these items. Some are from our family’s past, and others are what Tianjun and Acheng have acquired from the black market over these years; they’ve all been handed to me, and I’ve kept them here. When they grow up, what Acheng collected goes to him and Ayu, as a token of our regards, while what Tianjun collected doesn’t really matter."

"That won’t do either, the two boys have put in so much effort. Whatever they’ve collected should be theirs in the future, to serve as capital for them to expand the family business. What big brother and big sister left for Tianjun should definitely go to Tianjun and Tianzhi."

After finishing her statement, Feng Qingxue smiled and touched a vermilion lacquered gold-laced bridal chest, and it disappeared into the cellar.

In a mere moment, everything in the cellar had been swept clean.

Lu Jiang’s father was awestruck, "Incredible, incredible! Truly an eye-opener! I have lived for fifty, sixty years and never have seen such magic!"

"Seeing it today means your life hasn’t been wasted," Lu Jiang said.

Lu Jiang’s father, looking at his proud face, said, "What are you so proud of? This skill belongs to your wife."

Lu Jiang laughed, "You’ve said it, it’s my wife’s skill. We are one, so her skill is my skill, right? Besides, if I weren’t capable, how could you have such a good daughter-in-law?"

"That is a fair point," Lu Jiang’s father said.

Feng Qingxue let the father and son banter, and with a wave of her hand, twenty bags of wheat bran appeared first in the cellar.

The grey nylon bags filled with wheat bran and corn grit had no markings on them, no information that could reveal their origins, that’s why Feng Qingxue was willing to take them out in front of Lu Jiang’s father. She instructed Lu Jiang to lay the bags of wheat bran horizontally in rows on the ground, then spread out twenty bags of corn grit, and finally lay down bags of rice, white flour, cornmeal, etc.

These grains took up two-thirds of the cellar space, a pleasing sight to everyone.

Feng Qingxue then took out jars and pots of oil and salt, stacked them in the corner, "Dad, when there’s no oil left at home, just come here to get some. Our home’s oil supply is plentiful: peanut oil, soybean oil, rapeseed oil—we have it all."

"Your space is truly miraculous, storing so many materials and saving so many people; one could say your merit is boundless."

After expressing his deep feelings, Lu Jiang’s father asked, "Qingxue, does your space really contain everything one could wish for?"

"Of course not!" Feng Qingxue hurriedly said, "Aside from grains, fruits, and vegetables, there are just some daily necessities: clothes, shoes, socks, needles, thread, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, medicines, etc., and they are all counted. Once used up, they won’t reappear."

Lu Jiang’s father nodded, "Everything in moderation; too much isn’t good either. Now I’m relieved."

After a pause, Lu Jiang’s father continued, "Since you have this space, why don’t you gather up the things hidden in the deep mountains and forests tomorrow and store them as well? Leaving them buried there, who knows what they’ll turn into."