Chapter 50: Completing the Translation Task

"It's a little spicy, but crunchy and sour—this is just too delicious." Xie Yuanyuan took a bite of the kimchi, and her eyes lit up.

Li Xiue nodded quickly as well, while An Xiangbei secretly helped himself to a second bowl of spicy cabbage soup.

Before leaving, An Yinan gave Li Xiue a canned jar of kimchi, "Use this to add to your dishes."

Li Xiue hurriedly refused, "How can I do that? Taking things after eating."

An Yinan saw that Li Xiue really liked eating it, and she truly liked Li Xiue's character—knowing her boundaries, understanding when to advance or retreat, and not taking petty advantages.

Getting along with such a person would be very reassuring.

"Let me tell you in secret, I have three small crocks of kimchi here, enough to last until the vegetables come in next year. Don't worry, just take it." An Yinan didn't take it back.

Li Xiue looked at An Yinan earnestly, "Alright, I'll accept it. If there's any work in the future, just call me, I'll definitely be there."

"Then I won't stand on ceremony." An Yinan nodded.

"No need to stand on ceremony," Li Xiue said very earnestly.

After everyone finished cleaning up, they each returned to their rooms.

After An Yinan returned to her room, the first thing she did was go into her space to bathe and change clothes; only then did she feel the smell of dirt was gone from her body.

Although she had done physical labor for half the day, she didn't feel tired at this moment. After thinking about it, she took some woolen fabric and, following her godmother's measurements, made a coat.

She was a bit worried now; she had made clothes for her godfather, a woolen coat for her godmother, and a set of clothes for Chen Xun, but what should she give as a return gift to the eldest brother of the Chen Family?

An Yinan didn't know the measurements of the Chen Family's eldest brother and was afraid the clothes wouldn't fit, so she simply prepared a few canned jars, put in some kimchi and spicy cabbage, and would stew some meat sauce tomorrow to send a portion to everyone.

The woolen coats were made quickly, with different styles for different colors. She made eleven in one night. Except for the one for her godmother, the remaining ten could be taken by Liu Meijie.

She went to the storeroom again to find a piece of dark gray woolen fabric and made a men's woolen coat according to the measurements Liu Meijie had given. After finishing, she hung the coat on a hook, straightened out the style back and forth, and after confirming there were no problems, she found a bolt of ink-blue woolen fabric, quickly cut it according to the measurements, and made another style of woolen coat.

The gray woolen coat represented depth; wearing it could make a person appear steady.

The ink-blue woolen coat represented nobility; wearing it could make a person appear mysterious.

Different colors also had different designs, and the feeling of wearing them was completely different.

An Yinan wrapped the two men's coats in newspaper, wrapped the other ten women's woolen coats in newspaper as well, and put the one hundred square scarves into a cloth bag. These clothes and scarves were all placed together; this was the stock she had prepared for Liu Meijie.

After finishing all this, she saw the clock hanging on the wall; it was already two in the morning.

"I get addicted as soon as I start making clothes." An Yinan rubbed her temples, hurriedly left the space, and returned to her room to sleep.

"Cousin, is there still no news from your sister's side?" Liu Yun had come to the State-run Restaurant; she had no choice but to come. Recently, not only were the young nurses asking about the square scarves, but even the big Leader of the hospital had hinted from the side that they wanted to buy some.

But where did she have any stock? This was forty-some pieces all at once, and for every piece, her cousin said to give a discount of twenty cents, so forty-some pieces would be eight yuan.

She didn't have to do anything; it was just a matter of flipping them.

"Didn't I tell you? It's estimated to take another three or four days. These goods all come from Shanghai; don't they need time to be mailed on the road?" Liu Mei rolled her eyes in annoyance. Her cousin had always been steady, but this time she was the impatient one. Did she think she wasn't anxious? If she opened up orders here, she would have to book three or four hundred pieces, and she had already rejected them all.

"Also, be careful. If something happens, I won't admit to it. Besides, my sister said that the quantity of square scarves this time won't be high either. Don't agree to too many; when the time comes and you can't supply the goods, you'll be the one in a difficult position," Liu Mei said carefully.

Liu Yun nodded, "I know, I won't respond to anyone else from now on."

There were some people she thought it was fine to just bring one for, but later on, when it came to doctors, department heads, and the like, she couldn't refuse, which led to the quantity being a bit high.

"As long as you have a sense of it in your heart," Liu Mei replied.

The aftermath of staying up late—the next day she really couldn't get up. By the time she got up, it was already nine o'clock. Coming to this era without mobile phones, waking up this late was really...

An Yinan drank the millet porridge left in the pot, took out a pack of candles, placed them on the table, and pressed a note on top, telling An Xiangbei that she wouldn't eat lunch and wanted to rest more, so there was no need to call her.

She then dove straight into the space to translate magazines.

Busy working hours always pass quickly. It wasn't until her phone alarm reminded her it was five in the afternoon that she rubbed her sore neck.

She spent three days busy like this, and these ten thick magazines were finished. The magazines plus the translation materials were a full thirty centimeters high.

"Sister, have you finished the translation task?" An Xiangbei asked in a low voice when he saw his sister pushing the door open and coming out.

This was the secret between the two siblings; they had never told anyone else.

"Mm, finished translating. This time the translation materials can earn over a hundred." An Yinan was afraid of scaring Beibei; after all, judging by the word count, these materials were at least over five hundred.

For one person to earn over five hundred in three days, in this era, unless it was speculation and profiteering, it would be considered an anomaly.

"So much." Beibei widened his eyes, but thinking that his sister hadn't left the room for the past few days and had been quietly translating in the room every day, although the money earned was a lot, the hard work was also doubled.

"There will be more in the future. Our little Beibei doesn't need to worry about money."

Beibei, walk the path you want to walk.

An Yinan looked at her watch; it was ten o'clock. She could walk to the County and then take an ox cart back.

"Sister is going to the County, you be good at home." An Yinan confirmed that she had brought all the glass jars containing kimchi, meat sauce, and spicy cabbage, and even wrapped five air-dried rabbits in newspaper.

She didn't know if the Chen Family and Chen Xun needed to cook, so she sent one to each of them first, and sent three to her godmother.

A huge back basket was filled with things. This time she didn't put everything into the space; one reason was that she had enough strength, and the other was that carrying weight was her method of training strength and finding leverage. This was something Zhang Qian had taught her: reasonably utilizing every joint could save strength.

It was already past eleven when she arrived at the County. She went to the Post Office first to mail the things and the letter.

The counter clerk at the Post Office was dumbfounded when seeing so many things, "Do these need to be mailed too? This glass is very afraid of breaking; it needs special packaging, requires additional packaging fees, and costs quite a bit of money."

The clerk saw that An Yinan was not very old and kindly said a few more words.