Transmigrated & Triumphant: Defying Destiny's Chosen One-Chapter 447 - 23: The Success of the Speculative Brother
Having such a lively character dedicated to doing business by your side, I must say, it’s not without its perks.
Chu River could finally get a good night’s sleep.
The train was really too slow now, she rested her elbow on the window sill, watching the swaying scenery pass by outside, and a thought vaguely emerged in her mind—
"This engine is a bit outdated... if only it used an Alpha Magnetic Energy Core Shaft..."
Wait a minute.
Chu River came to her senses.
—Oh wow, it looks like my past experiences were impressive! At least, I must have been a national treasure-level figure, not bad, not bad, this is real prestige!
The things she remembered now seemed very high-end, it’s just a pity she got stuck on the key points, with some formulas being so vague that she just couldn’t figure them out.
Sigh, life is really tough after losing your memory.
...
It was already noon on the second day, and after one more night, they’d be arriving at Ning City where the troops were stationed.
The meat buns were all gone, Chu River chatted with the shifty dealer Chen Changhai next to her:
"Since you know so much, do you know which dishes are good on the train?"
Nowadays, the food on the train was a bit pricey, but not exorbitantly so, and no ticket was needed, with a rich variety... Chu River had satisfied her craving for meat buns from state-run restaurants, and was confident she wouldn’t crave buns for the next month. Now, she eagerly anticipated this train meal, her mind calculating and planning.
Chen Changhai: ...
This is ridiculous.
He was a dealer, not an all-knowing secretary, why ask him which dishes were tasty on the train?
Does he look like someone who would splurge on train meals when traveling?
And suddenly, Old Zheng’s grandson Little Xuan looked up:
"Grandpa, I want scrambled eggs."
Old Zheng also looked expectantly at Chen Changhai.
Now, meals were to be ordered in the dining car, and they didn’t serve individual lunchboxes, the two of them seemed too young and too old...
Chen Changhai silently cursed, but still turned to go get food.
...
Suddenly he remembered something, and fished out two stainless steel lunchboxes from his magical big pocket.
The stainless steel was quite solid, making a crisp sound when tapped with fingers, and he looked at the two people in front of him with a friendly face:
"Look! Ordinary people can’t get these, stainless steel lunchboxes! Convenient for any outing, perfect for bringing food to work in the future."
"Just like now, buying food on the train without a lunchbox is so inconvenient! Adults don’t mind, but children have weaker bodies, using public utensils is not good!"
"The last two, it must be fate with you two, and you really need them... how about this, special fate price, no ticket needed, 15 yuan each."
Goodness, ten pounds of premium pork for a single lunchbox.
No choice, in an era when even an enamel mug required a ticket, the stir a stainless steel lunchbox caused when traveling was indeed significant, Chen Changhai said it was meant to be, and indeed it was, though the bottom of these two lunchboxes were slightly dented, they were factory rejects from the stainless steel plant.
After all, they were friends, so he might as well make a modest five, six, seven, or eight yuan, it’s all hard-earned money.
—What else could be done?
Chu River, in any case, really needed it, with over a thousand in cash, spending now without fear: "I’ll buy it!"
Though the lunchbox was a bit small for her, it was indeed more convenient for travel.
And Professor Zheng next to her bit his lip, looking at his grandson’s curious eyes, constantly persuading himself in his heart.
After some convincing, he skillfully unpicked the seam at the edge of his clothing and took out a bundle of neatly rolled large notes.
Then another three stacks.
Chen Changhai discreetly collected the money, feeling that bringing this load of goods on the train was a stroke of genius!
...
The men without seats labored strenuously, squeezing through the train carriages like squeezed pastry bags, managing after great effort to return with two meals.
Chu River looked at the lunch box brimming with braised potatoes and ribs, and sighed:
"Next time, find me a super-sized lunchbox, this one is way too small, there’s not even enough to fill the gap between my teeth."
But it was indeed very delicious.
Chen Changhai looked at her numbly: "Why not ask me to find you a large stainless steel vat? The kind used in canteens would surely be enough."
How big could your tooth gap be!
However, intimidated by her combat power and slightly swollen upper lip, he dared not say this out loud.
But Old Zheng looked at the huge lunchbox in his hand and didn’t have the heart to make a sound towards the savior.
