145 Results in the "Transmigrated Life of a Salted Fish Family" category


    • Transmigrated Family C44 Cover
      by MarineTL Chapter 44: We're Back to Sell, Sell, Sell When Yan Yu told her parents, Yan Lao'er got excited. “Trade! Trade! Trade!” Li Xuemei and Yan Yu both looked at him. Trade what exactly? They hadn’t even discussed what to exchange yet. They still had to see if the other party would agree and consider the Platform’s valuation. “Even if we don’t hunt, it’s good for self-defense,” Li Xuemei nodded in agreement. As for Yan Lao'er, no need to ask—he was even more in favor. “Uncle, is the crossbow…
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      by MarineTL Chapter 45: With Fire Comes Hope For clothing, there were four items. Yan Yu only dared to sell one. The door curtains pulled down from her uncle, eldest brother, and Sister Daya’s rooms each sold for 3.4. The candle holder from Sister Daya’s room sold for 19. The little straw hat borrowed from the Hu family’s youngest daughter sold for only 1.4. Poor thing, sold for so little, and she’d have to go back and spin a kind lie about it. Just as Yan Yu was hesitating over whether to sell the little…
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      by MarineTL Chapter 43: Second Platform Activation Li Xuemei and Yan Yu were sipping powdered milk from their bowls, taking small, slow sips with eyes squinted in blissful synchronization. Just looking at his wife and daughter made Yan Lao'er happy. His gaze lowered to settle on his wife’s belly, making him grin even more foolishly. She even brought her dough board, clearly craving something. Yan Lao'er slammed and kneaded a ball of dough. Even kneeling on the ground, he could whip up a pot of proper hand-pulled…
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      by MarineTL Chapter 41 Charcoal Burning “Sanbao, run!” Yan Yu laughed joyfully, feeling like even the wind was free after leaving her uncle. Yan Lao'er had long since tied the father and daughter onto the back of the ox, holding the reins symbolically with one hand while using the other to keep his daughter's always-about-to-fly-off straw hat in place. Only after she had run wild enough did the two of them climb down from the ox and start walking slowly. “Dad, I’m afraid everyone’s running low on water,”…
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      by MarineTL Chapter 42 First Charcoal Burning Results Yan Lao'er felt he had completely mastered the charcoal burning method from Bamboo Slip Three, but when it came to actually doing it, he still ended up flustered and scrambling. Following the instructions on Bamboo Slip Three, he dug eight ventilation holes at the bottom. Once the flames at the top started burning, he had to watch the holes below. Whichever hole showed firelight, he needed to block it with mud. The first problem, however, wasn’t the bottom—it…
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      by MarineTL Chapter 40: A Breath of Fresh Air “One pound of flour to one pound of water makes seven big steamed buns like this. Even the leftover water from steaming, everyone will get it back,” Yan Lao'er busily arranged things. The villagers gathered around him, staring at the round, plump steamed buns and watching him weigh the remaining six on the scale. A little over a pound and two ounces—if you counted the one just given to Madam Cui from the Cui Family, it was nearly a pound and a half. “See that? The…
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      by MarineTL Chapter 38: That Mental Hurdle Yan Lao’er found a nearby village. He started chatting with the locals. Yan Lao’er said someone needed a bowl and was willing to trade some greens from the backyard for it. He asked, whose coarse porcelain bowl was up for trade? Did he even need to ask?! Of course, everyone was willing! Every family in the village began digging out bowls. At this point, who still had the luxury of everyone using their own bowl? Having one per family to take turns with was already good…
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      by MarineTL Chapter 39 Steamed Buns Out of the Pot Yan Lao'er deliberately brought a few eggs with him, in case the old lady changed her mind about the trade. They could then be used to swap for bowls from other villagers, like stockpiling in advance. "Aiya, you young man, you’re too honest! You’ll lose money doing business this way!" The old lady poured him some water with the new bowl she just exchanged. "Drink up, young man, quench your thirst." Yan Lao'er: "Auntie..." "Don’t worry, just drink. It’s not…
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