With three superpowers at his fingertips, he could dominate the 1970s.

In the educated youth settlement in Kaoshantun, Jiang Wenwen clutched a paper package in her hand, her knuckles turning white. Inside was medicine she'd gotten from a black market dealer, supposedly for pig breeding, and incredibly potent. These past few days, she'd carried the medicine close to her chest, like a malignant tumor about to burst—Jiang Zhiyu was a loner, especially during the winter when she rarely left her courtyard, except for occasional trips to town; Jiang Wenwen hadn't even had a chance to act.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Zhang Qing, the person in charge of the educated youth settlement, said he wanted to organize a gathering for everyone to exchange New Year's greetings. Jiang Wenwen's eyes lit up instantly. This was a godsend!

Sure enough, not long after, Song Laidi and Zhang Chong came excitedly to call Jiang Zhiyu: "Zhiyu, let's go to the educated youth settlement and have some fun! Everyone pooled together some meat ration coupons and made braised pork!"

Jiang Zhiyu thought for a moment, then went into the kitchen, took out a cleaned pheasant from her spatial storage, and some pastries sent from Shanghai. She walked up to the two of them and said, "Okay, let's go! I'll get another dish too."

As soon as the three entered the educated youth settlement, Jiang Wenwen's gaze was like a poisoned needle, fixed intently on Jiang Zhiyu. Jiang Zhiyu rolled her eyes at her, annoyed, and handed the things directly to Li Hongmei, the female educated youth leader: "It's just a small token of my appreciation, nothing valuable."

"Zhiyu, you're too kind!" Li Hongmei smiled broadly, then turned and glared at Jiang Wenwen—she had clearly heard Jiang Wenwen's "show-off" comment earlier.

Jiang Wenwen turned her face away sullenly. Ever since Wang Qiang was exposed as a spy, the educated youth settlement had become much more peaceful. Wang Qiang had been among them for so long without anyone noticing anything amiss, until the brigade leader announced over the loudspeaker that Jiang Zhiyu had assisted the military in arresting the spy Wang Qiang. The entire Kaoshantun village was stunned. The simple villagers, though curious, dared not provoke Jiang Zhiyu—this girl could even handle a spy; she was not someone to be trifled with.

Before long, the food was served. The pheasant and potatoes that Jiang Zhiyu had brought were stewed together, filling the air with a wonderful aroma; the braised pork was glistening with oil, gleaming with an enticing sheen; and there was also a large pot of stewed cabbage, pork, and glass noodles, served with fluffy white rice, making the educated youth's eyes widen in amazement. This was the kind of delicious food they hadn't seen in a long time.

Jiang Wenwen suddenly became unusually attentive, offering to get food for everyone. Li Hongmei, seeing her unusual thoughtfulness, didn't stop her. Jiang Wenwen carried a stack of bowls into the kitchen, and when no one was looking, quickly poured some powder from a paper packet into the third bowl and stirred it. She had already calculated the order; starting with Li Hongmei, the third bowl would be Jiang Zhiyu's.

"Come on, everyone, get your food!" Jiang Wenwen came out with a bowl, a fake smile on her face, and served food to everyone in turn. When she got to Jiang Zhiyu, her hand trembled slightly as she handed over the "special" bowl of rice, a hint of barely perceptible excitement hidden in her eyes.

[Host, this method is too low-level, isn't it?] 0047 rolled its eyes in its mind. [Do you think you're some naive little girl who's never seen the world?]

Jiang Zhiyu smiled coldly and calmly took the bowl.

At this moment, Zhang Qing, the male leader of the educated youth, stood up, cleared his throat, and began his opening remarks: "Comrades, today is the first day of the Lunar New Year. We educated youth, who are far from our hometowns, are gathered together, and we are like one family! The past year has not been easy. In the new year, I hope everyone will work hard and strive to return to the city as soon as possible! Come on, for our future, let's drink to a bowl of rice!"

Everyone laughed and applauded, their eyes all turning to Zhang Qing. In that instant, Jiang Zhiyu's fingertips twitched, and using her spatial abilities, she secretly switched her bowl with Jiang Wenwen's.

As soon as the opening remarks ended, the educated youth began to wolf down their food. The braised pork and stewed pheasant were almost instantly devoured, and Jiang Zhiyu also picked up a few pieces of chicken and ate slowly. Jiang Wenwen stuffed rice into her mouth while secretly glancing at Jiang Zhiyu. Seeing how seriously she was "eating," she was so excited that her hands were trembling.

But she didn't notice that her cheeks were gradually turning red and her body was starting to feel hot.

Jiang Zhiyu had no intention of staying to watch the rest of the "show," so she put down her chopsticks and stood up, saying, "I have something to do, I'll head back now."

She caught sight of Zhang Chong's expectant gaze and waved to him. Zhang Chong immediately followed like a little tail.

Jiang Wenwen watched Jiang Zhiyu's retreating figure, a strange smile curling at the corner of her lips—even if Jiang Zhiyu left now, it wouldn't matter. Once the drug took effect, she wouldn't be able to control herself. She had originally planned to match him with a male educated youth, but who knew she would leave in such a hurry? In that case, she could only marry a peasant in this poor mountain village and never be able to turn her life around!

When the female educated youths saw Jiang Wenwen's appearance, they pursed their lips at each other and ignored her.

Back in the courtyard, Jiang Zhiyu went inside and took out some apples and oranges from her spatial storage, handing them to Zhang Chong: "Eat up."

"Wow! Zhiyu, you actually have fruit here!" Zhang Chong's eyes widened. "Your partner is so good to you!"

Jiang Zhiyu didn't explain. She turned around and took out a bottle of wine, a carton of cigarettes, a pound of dried shrimp, and a bag of peach crisps from the cabinet. She put them in a basket and covered it with a cloth: "Come on, let's go wish the brigade leader a Happy New Year."

"Is there anything good to eat?" Zhang Chong immediately perked up.

"You'll get your share," Jiang Zhiyu said with a smile, patting her on the shoulder.

The two had only walked halfway when they bumped into Aunt Lanhua and her son, Xiaobao. Aunt Lanhua was a widow in the village; her husband had been taken by a wild animal in the mountains two years ago. The villagers all said she was a jinx, and they usually avoided the mother and son, living like they were invisible. At that moment, Xiaobao was timidly staring at the basket in Jiang Zhiyu's hand.

Jiang Zhiyu's heart skipped a beat. She took out two White Rabbit milk candies from her pocket, unwrapped one and put it in Xiao Bao's mouth, and put the other in his pocket. Without saying anything, she pulled Zhang Chong away.

Aunt Lanhua looked at her son's smile as he sucked on the candy, and tears streamed down her face. For over a year, she and her son had endured enough cold treatment in the village; even a piece of candy was a luxury for the child. She had always heard that this young educated youth, Jiang, was formidable and arrogant, but she never expected this… She quickly took her little one home, afraid of being seen by others—she didn't want to cause trouble for the kind-hearted Jiang.

When they arrived at the brigade leader's house, a heavily pregnant woman opened the door; it was Li Fangfang, the brigade leader's second daughter-in-law. Her eyes lit up as soon as she saw Jiang Zhiyu: "It's little Jiang, the educated youth! Come in quickly! Mother, little Jiang, the educated youth, is here!"

Aunt Wang came out of the kitchen to greet them, wiping her hands vigorously on her apron: "Oh, we've been waiting for you! Please sit down!" Zhu Qiuyue, the eldest daughter-in-law of the brigade leader, also came out and poured sugar water for the two of them with a smile.

The courtyard was spotless, with firewood neatly stacked. In the corner sat several exquisite wooden toys and a small cart, clearly made by a skilled craftsman. Inside the main room, paper-cut window decorations adorned the windows, and melon seeds were laid out on the table, exuding a strong festive atmosphere.

"Sister Jiang!" Jinbao rushed out from the inner room. Jiang Zhiyu smiled and pulled a handful of milk candies from her pocket, stuffing his little pocket bulging. Behind Jinbao were two little girls, his three-year-old sister Erniu and his second daughter-in-law's eldest daughter, who timidly hid behind. Just as she was about to take out some more candies, Jinbao immediately said...

"Sister Jiang, no need. I have enough for the three of us to share." At this moment, another girl of sixteen or seventeen appeared.

Aunt Wang explained with a smile, "This is my third child, my youngest daughter Yuanyuan. She's about to get married, and according to the old custom, she has to stay at home and be kept healthy so she can find a partner easily. She can't go out and run around."

Jiang Zhiyu then understood—no wonder she rarely saw this girl go out.

"Hello, Sister Jiang, my name is Chen Yuanyuan." The girl blushed and greeted her softly.

"Hello." Jiang Zhiyu nodded with a smile.

During the meal, Zhang Chong had a great appetite, stuffing braised pork into his mouth. Jiang Zhiyu had already eaten at the educated youth settlement, only tasting a few bites of Zhu Qiuyue's chicken stew with mushrooms, which was indeed quite delicious.

When they finished their meal and said goodbye, Aunt Wang opened the basket that Jiang Zhiyu had brought. Upon seeing what was inside, she couldn't help but exclaim, "This child is so generous!" Wine, cigarettes, dried shrimp, peach crisps—aren't these rare items? She became even more certain that this young Jiang Zhiyu had really found the right person—someone who could send so many good things couldn't be wrong.

As Jiang Zhiyu and Zhang Chong walked back, Zhang Chong was still muttering, "The braised pork at the brigade leader's house is so delicious..."

Jiang Zhiyu smiled and shook her head, then looked up at the sky. Jiang Wenwen's medication should have taken effect by now!