Transmigrated Into an Ancient Famine Novel as a Scumbag Alpha (ABO, GL) - Chapter 61

Chapter 61

After a while, the chicken in the pot had cooked very tender. Ye Qing took four bowls and scooped two chicken legs into two bowls separately. Then, she gave the bowls with chicken legs to Jiang Jinhuang and Yangyang. “Eat some meat first to fill up. Later, you can eat noodles.”

“What about you?” Jiang Jinhuang looked at the chicken leg in her bowl. Her heart warmed slightly. Ye Qing always did this, giving the good things to her and her sister first.

“I’ll eat the two chicken wings. As for that woman, she can’t chew bones or eat too much food. Later, I’ll shred some chicken br3ast and feed it to her with the noodle soup,” Ye Qing said.

“Okay.” Jiang Jinhuang knew arguing was useless, so she accepted Ye Qing’s kindness without saying more.

Ye Qing put two chicken wings in her bowl. She also picked a piece of chicken br3ast and shredded it with chopsticks. This would make it easier for the woman to chew.

After doing this, Ye Qing added the noodles and cabbage to the pot to cook. She herself started eating the chicken wings.

The chicken was stewed very tender, fresh, and fragrant. When Ye Qing put a chicken wing in her mouth, she only needed to suck lightly, and the meat came off automatically. She finished an entire chicken wing in a few bites.

The little one was the same. She ate half of a large chicken leg in no time.

As if eating happily, the little one swayed while eating. She kept commenting, “So delicious!”

“The noodles later will be even tastier. Save some room for them,” Ye Qing said, laughing.

After Ye Qing finished another chicken wing, the noodles and cabbage in the pot were ready.

Ye Qing first scooped some chicken br3ast into Jiang Jinhuang’s and Yangyang’s bowls. Then, she added some cabbage and noodles. Finally, she poured chicken soup over them.

The aroma of meat, carbs, and cabbage mixed together. Just smelling it was very appetizing.

Ye Qing placed the little one’s noodles on a large stone she had brought from outside. The little one used a spoon to eat the noodles bit by bit. After the first bite, her eyes lit up. She thought the noodles were even tastier than the chicken leg.

“So delicious, Sister Ye! I love noodles!” The little one acted cute with Ye Qing. By now, she could freely act spoiled with Ye Qing.

Ye Qing smiled at her. “If you like it, eat more. Your sister and I will make it for you often in the future.”

“Yay!” Though the little one could eat anything, she preferred soft foods.

Ye Qing shook her head, chuckling. She had raided the bandits’ storage. There was plenty of rice and flour, enough to last them until the south. However, there were no vegetables or fruits. Ye Qing had to rely on the system for those.

Ye Qing also served herself a bowl of noodles. She also prepared a bowl for the woman on the ground. She chopped the noodles for the woman with chopsticks. This way, when the noodles cooled a bit, she could feed her.

Thinking this, Ye Qing ate heartily. The noodles were soft, and the carb flavor mixed with the sweet freshness of the chicken soup. Ye Qing finished a bowl in a few bites. She served herself another bowl. After finishing, she took the other bowl of noodles to the woman.

Ye Qing gently pushed the woman. “Wake up. Eat something before sleeping, or your body won’t hold up.”

The woman still had a fever but smelled the food’s aroma. She struggled to lift her head. Her body was too weak, and she couldn’t even see Ye Qing’s face clearly.

Ye Qing scooped a spoonful of noodles and meat and fed it to the woman’s mouth. The woman, as if sensing something, opened her mouth and swallowed the food Ye Qing offered, even though she was too hungry to see clearly.

Ye Qing fed her spoonful by spoonful. The woman ate hurriedly. Her stomach was like a bottomless pit. Before meeting this kind person, she hadn’t eaten for nearly two days.

After finishing a whole bowl of noodles, she finally had a bit of strength. The woman struggled to lift her head. She finally saw the face of her rescuer. But after just two glances, she was so exhausted that sweat formed on her forehead.

Her throat was less hoarse than before, but her words still came out haltingly. “Thank… thank you, benefactor, for saving me…”

“Now’s not the time for that. I’ve sutured the wounds on your back and given you medicine. Whether you pull through depends on you. I’ll get you half a bowl of noodles. If I’m right, you probably haven’t eaten in a long time, right? Eating too much now isn’t good,” Ye Qing said. She then stood up to get more noodles.

Hearing Ye Qing’s words, the woman, in a daze, shed two streams of tears.

Her family originally had only her and her mother, depending on each other. But when the famine started, her mother fell ill and died. Before passing, her mother told her to live well.

She always remembered her mother’s words. Later, with no other choice, she sold herself to a wealthy household in the county as a servant. This barely kept her from starving.

But life wasn’t much better. The master was a harsh man. During the famine escape, he only allowed servants like her one meal a day. Even so, they were luckier than many refugees, as they could at least eat one full meal.

She always felt grateful to the master’s family. A few days ago, their group encountered bandits nearby. To protect the master’s family, she and a few companions fought desperately against the bandits.

The bandits were driven off, but several of her companions died. She herself was slashed on the back by a bandit.

Afterward, the master had her carried into this ruined temple to rest. In her daze, she vaguely heard the master say not to prepare food for her anymore, as she wouldn’t survive.

When the master’s group left, they didn’t take her with them, as if she didn’t exist in the temple.

Thinking of this, the woman shook her head with a bitter smile. In these times, ordinary people struggled to eat. How could the master’s family bother to save a severely injured servant like her?

With this thought, she felt the Qianyuan woman who saved her was as kind as a Bodhisattva. She not only saved her but also fed her food. She even tasted chicken in the meal.

Ye Qing didn’t know what the woman was thinking. She had already returned with half a bowl of noodles. She chopped the noodles again and fed them to her bit by bit.

“After eating, sleep well. The rest is up to fate,” Ye Qing said. She had done everything she could. With the poor medical conditions here, disinfecting and suturing the wounds was already impressive.

The woman nodded and kept eating the food. After Ye Qing fed her another half bowl, the woman felt her body gain a little strength. Before, she felt one foot was already in the ghost gate, as she could clearly feel her strength fading bit by bit.

After eating some food, she felt much better, but her spirit was still weak. She forced herself to stay alert and thanked Ye Qing again. “Benefactor, thank you for saving me. If I survive, my life is yours…”

Ye Qing sighed. The woman could barely speak, yet she talked about the future?

“Rest well first. Don’t think too much,” Ye Qing said. She stood up and returned to the fire. Feeling she could eat more, she switched back to her own bowl and chopsticks, took some noodles and bones, and ate.

In the end, they ate almost all the noodles and cabbage in the pot. Some chicken and soup remained. Ye Qing planned to soak pancakes in the soup for breakfast.

After a full meal, the little one got sleepy and went to sleep obediently. Jiang Jinhuang urged Ye Qing to sleep first. “Go sleep with Yangyang.”

“No need. I rested this afternoon. You sleep first. I’ll call you later to switch,” Ye Qing said, laughing.

Jiang Jinhuang looked at Ye Qing and instructed, “Fine, but don’t stay up all night like last time, got it?”

Ye Qing nodded at Jiang Jinhuang, smiling. “Got it. I won’t be polite with you.”

She felt Jiang Jinhuang was less distant now and more genuine, far better than her previous cold demeanor. Of course, she couldn’t blame Jiang Jinhuang for before. If anyone was to blame, it was the original host.

After Jiang Jinhuang went to sleep, Ye Qing sat by the fire and started inventorying supplies. She had been too rushed earlier to check what she had gotten.

She opened the two boxes in her space and checked their contents. One box was taken from the old stronghold leader’s room, and the other from Wei Zicheng. The two boxes held 500 taels of gold, 2,300 taels of silver, and a small jewelry box. Ye Qing didn’t know the jewelry’s value yet, but it likely wasn’t cheap.

Adding her previous savings of 20 taels of gold, 280 taels of silver, and 6,378 copper coins, Ye Qing now had 520 taels of gold, 2,580 taels of silver, and the same amount of copper coins.

This was no small sum in ancient times, enough for an ordinary family to live comfortably for a lifetime. A family’s annual expenses might only be 20 or 30 taels of silver, and poorer families needed even less.

Thinking this, Ye Qing felt relieved. With this money, Jiang Jinhuang and the little one wouldn’t have to struggle in the south.

After counting the money, she continued checking the supplies from the storage. There were 50 bags of rice, 39 bags of flour, and 23 barrels of oil, including rapeseed, sesame, and peanut oil.

There were also 10 bags of potatoes, 5 bags of cabbage, 8 bags of sweet potatoes, 10 bundles of green onions, and two large boxes of assorted seasonings.

In her space, Ye Qing had plenty of livestock: 14 chickens, though they ate one, leaving 13; one male and one female cow; and 30 horses. Adding the four horses from the soldier-bandits, she now had 34 horses.

Looking at her space, Ye Qing felt immense satisfaction. With these supplies, she felt confident.

Ye Qing added more firewood to the fire in front of her. She got up and walked around occasionally, checking on the woman’s condition.

But the woman’s fever didn’t subside. Ye Qing sighed, unsure if she could make it through the night.