Chapter 666 - 9: The Cannon Fodder Starlet Who Gives Up on Struggling (Part 9)

"When did you learn to operate a harvester?"

It was a tender moment, but Jiang Qu was most concerned about the harvester.

He couldn’t accept that the sister he usually looked down on and disliked had suddenly become so skilled.

After all, it’s a harvester! In his shallow understanding, it seemed even more technically challenging than an excavator.

Jiang Lai didn’t look up.

"Just learned it to get by; wouldn’t survive on a survival reality show without picking up some skills."

"That skill of yours is pretty extraordinary."

"Shows how little you know. A harvester is nothing."

In the previous world, she even managed to build guns and cannons. If not for the untimely demise that befell geniuses, cars and planes wouldn’t have been a problem at all.

She could easily advance the Beast World’s progress by three thousand years, all on her own.

When Jiang Lai said these words, her brow arched, exuding an unintentional yet compelling confidence that attracted people’s attention.

Jiang Qu’s face remained unyielding.

His expression was a bit awkward.

But rationality still compelled him to dislike Jiang Lai.

"Alright, I’ll change your dressing again tonight."

Jiang Lai didn’t ask how he got the injury—it wouldn’t matter since he couldn’t say anyway—it’ll take time; there’ll be plenty of opportunities to communicate later.

After tidying up Jiang Qu, Jiang Lai’s bread was also baked.

The whole room was filled with an enticing aroma, while Han Li, who was struggling with the dough in her hands, couldn’t help but drool.

She was starving—the production team feared they’d starve, so they were given a cup of black coffee each morning to tide them over, and only the cherries just given by Lu Huan. Other than that, they hadn’t eaten anything.

If not for her remaining wits, she was tempted to throw the lump of dough straight into the oven, regardless of whether it was edible, and just shove it down her throat.

"Sister, I’m so hungry."

Han Lu was young, but sensible enough to know not to casually ask others for food, so she could only swallow her saliva and occasionally glance in the direction where Jiang Lai was.

And the bread she had just taken out from the oven.

A large square loaf, with a layer brushed with honey, and Jiang Lai had also made some sugar, which she sprinkled evenly on top.

The bread, with its golden crust and crispy texture paired with a fine layer of sugar, was incredibly tempting in both taste and appearance.

Because of the yeast, Jiang Lai’s bread was the first to be ready. The honey and milk were easy to source; she just had to go to the adjoining cowshed, feed the cows a little fodder, and she’d get a fresh bottle of milk.

At half-past eleven in the morning, Jiang Lai’s breakfast was ready.

[Didn’t expect Jiang Lai to be the first one]

[She seems very shrewd, trading wheat for money, buying things without telling anyone]

[I think Jiang Lai is smart; she didn’t break any of the production team’s rules]

[A grown-up shouldn’t get competitive with kids, poor Lu Lu, such a strong-willed child]

[Jiang Lai went all out, even shaped the bread!]

After preparing breakfast, Jiang Lai didn’t hurry to eat. Instead, she placed the bread on the table, then turned around to leisurely prepare lunch.

All the ingredients were ready; she just needed to stir-fry them.

Stir-frying wasn’t Jiang Lai’s forte, but since it was a hobby, typical home dishes were no challenge for her.

And so, amid a group of rumbling stomachs, the aroma of food wafted through the air, driving them almost mad with hunger.

The scent was the most familiar kind, reminiscent of the smell one would catch upon reaching home after school during elementary days—simple, yet nostalgic.

Han Li discreetly nudged her younger sister.

"Go tell Jiang Lai you’re hungry."

Han Lu shook her head.

"It’s not right."

"Oh, come on! What’s wrong with it? We’re all friends; sharing food among friends is what we should do."

Han Lu was half convinced, but she was too shy to go alone, so she tugged Qu Yongwei along.

While Han Lu was merely craving, Qu Yongwei, who already had a slight snack habit, was about to go crazy with hunger.

The two little girls walked straight up to Jiang Lai, Qu Yongwei swallowed hard and hesitantly patted Jiang Lai’s clothes after a moment of hesitation.

"Jiang Lai, your bread smells amazing."

Jiang Lai turned around, looking at the two little girls in front of her.

"Hungry?"

The two nodded bashfully.

Jiang Lai didn’t waste any words, slicing two pieces of toast and handing them over.

"Here, eat."

"Thank you, sister!"

"Sister, you’re so pretty!"

Jiang Lai smiled, glanced at the eagerly waiting Han Li behind them, and casually commented.

"Just have a little to tide you over first, your sister’s bread should be ready soon."

Hearing this, Han Li got a bit anxious and quickly leaned in.

"Wow, Jiang Lai, your bread smells incredible! How are you so good at this? It seems even better than the ones sold at bakeries.

Lu Lu, is it good?"

Han Lu nodded vigorously, then sensibly offered the bread in her hand.

Han Li took a big bite without hesitation.

Half the toast was gone in an instant.

After finishing it, instead of feeling satisfied, she felt even hungrier.

She had no real skill for making bread and just kneaded a batch of dead dough to fulfill the task, tossing it into the oven.

As expected, it was certainly not good, so she took another bite to temporarily fill her stomach.

Now, Han Lu had only a small piece of toast left in her hand.

She looked on, wide-eyed, without saying a word.

"Jiang Lai, you can’t eat such a big loaf by yourself, right?"

Just as Han Li was about to grab the bread knife, Jiang Lai turned around, as if she hadn’t noticed her actions, and directly handed the bread to the just-descended Jiang Qu.

"Take this, go eat outside with the two younger girls, and don’t disturb the sisters working here, okay?"

Jiang Qu felt a bit puzzled, but since he currently couldn’t speak, no matter what Jiang Lai said, as long as it wasn’t too much, he generally obeyed.

So, Jiang Qu carried the bread, the two little girls followed behind, and the three kids went out together.

Han Li, still holding the knife: "..."

Jiang Lai turned around and casually reminded her.

"Your bread is burnt."

"Oh no, it’s done for."

Indeed it was burnt, but upon breaking it open, the inside was still raw dough.

Maintaining a stony face, Han Li tossed the bread back into the oven and turned to sit on the sofa, looking coldly at Jiang Lai busy in the kitchen.

At this moment, Lu Ming’s bread was also done baking.

Due to insufficient raw materials, he didn’t expect to make anything fancy or tasty, so he straightforwardly made bread-shaped buns, at least enough to fill the stomach.

Just then, Lu Huan, who was wandering outside, appeared at the perfect time.

As soon as she came in, she smelled the aroma and saw the bread in Lu Ming’s hand, and eagerly accepted it.

"Wow, it smells so good in here; my brother, you’re amazing!"

Lu Ming wiped his hands. He was so hungry he felt terrible, just about to take a bite to settle it a bit, when Lu Huan casually remarked.

"Let me taste how it is. Now, you go make some cherry jam. Ah, it’s a pity; the jam should have been made first.

But it doesn’t matter; anything you make, I love to eat."