Cheng Wanwan was stunned.
When she was confused, a virtual translucent panel appeared in front of her eyes.
The main picture on the panel is the rice field in front of her. A wild vegetable on the ridge is marked in red, indicating that it is chicory.
[Natural pollution-free chicory, 10 cents per pound. 】
Cheng Wanwan pulled out two wild vegetables at his feet, and the sound of machinery sounded in his mind again.
【Ding! Two ounces of natural, pollution-free chicory, worth 2 cents, are they for sale? 】
【yes! 】
At this moment, the chicory in her hand disappeared and was replaced by two copper coins.
Cheng Wanwan's eyes were filled with disbelief.
At this time, the virtual panel changed, and a mall similar to a certain treasure appeared.
The price units of these commodities are copper coins. Two copper coins can buy a meat bun or a bottle of mineral water.
She understood clearly that this was a trading mall that connected to another time and space.
After she clicked to buy, the two cents in her hand disappeared and turned into a meat bun.
Cheng Wanwan was really hungry. She ate the buns in three bites. With food in her belly, she also gained strength.
She decided to dig more wild vegetables in exchange for money. There were too many things she wanted to buy.
Endive is a drought-tolerant wild vegetable. Without rainfall for a long time, many wild grasses have dried up. However, endive has grown in large areas and is everywhere on the field ridges.
Cheng Wanwan was squatting on the edge of the field picking wild vegetables when a voice suddenly exploded in her ears.
"What short-lived person steals my parents' rice!"
The wind blew the rice down, revealing a figure.
"Hey, it turns out to be Sister-in-law Zhao!"
Aunt Wang gritted her teeth. The two were neighbors and fought every day. She had never been able to scold Sister-in-law Zhao, but today she finally caught her nemesis' pigtails.
"Everyone, come and see, Sister-in-law Zhao is stealing our Wang family's rice!"
With such a shout, many people looked over.
The rice field here belongs to the Wang family, and Cheng Wanwan squats on the ridge of the Wang family's rice field.
Sister-in-law Zhao came back from her parents' home with a bloody head this morning, which made the villagers laugh for a long time, and now everyone started talking about it again.
"Hey, are you stealing the Wang family's food to subsidize your parents' family?"
"Sister-in-law Zhao is becoming more and more generous. She does all kinds of sneaky things. Is there anything else that she can't do?"
"Maybe I'll steal someone next, she's a widow anyway, hahaha..."
Cheng Wanwan's face turned dark.
This field was right in front of her house. She thought it was her own field. Who would have thought it belonged to the Wang family?
She patted the grass clippings on her body and slowly stood up straight.
She threw out a few wild vegetables in her hand and said in a cold voice: "Why, you don't even know the rice?"
The villagers saw clearly that this was a small goose dish.
Endive is also called goosegrass. It has a very bitter taste and its rhizome is very hard and difficult to cook. In the village, it is usually used to feed pigs and chickens. No one would think of eating this wild vegetable until they are about to starve to death.
In modern times, people are pursuing this pollution-free wild vegetable, but in this era, chicory is not popular.
Aunt Wang put her hands on her waist and cursed: "You have no chickens or ducks at home, why are you digging goose vegetables? I think you are just deliberately looking for an excuse to steal my rice!"
Cheng Wanwan sighed and said quietly: "Isn't there no food at home? In order to make the children full, I can only dig out some goose vegetables to add to the meal... All the elders don't like goose vegetables. Come on. There must be a lot of food left at home, so why not lend some food to our family..."
She had a wound on her head, and with this look on her face, she looked a little pitiful.
Everyone's eyes were about to pop out. Sister-in-law Zhao, who had always been fierce and mean, showed weakness and wanted to borrow food!
These days, you can't borrow food for anything, and the onlookers dispersed instantly.
Aunt Wang spat and wanted to borrow food from her. Go ahead and dream!
But because she was afraid of being entangled, Aunt Wang turned around and got into the ground to pull weeds.
Cheng Wanwan picked up the wild vegetables that he had dug on the ground, took two short steps, and walked to his rice field.
She squatted on the ridge of the field to dig vegetables, and the harsh sunlight shone down. Big beads of sweat rolled down her forehead, and the back of her clothes was soaked.
She didn’t know how long she had been digging for, but she didn’t stop until the mall showed that it was three kilograms.
When she stood up, she felt dizzy.
She remembered that the injury on her head had not been treated yet, and she had not taken anti-inflammatory drugs or anything. If it became infected, it would be fatal in ancient times.
Three kilograms of chicory were sold for 30 cents, and I spent 20 cents to buy disinfectant and anti-inflammatory medicine in the mall.
She still had 10 yuan of her hard-earned money, and Cheng Wanwan didn't dare to spend it arbitrarily.
She rubbed her aching waist and walked home.
As soon as she reached the door of her house, she heard the sounds of lively talking coming from the house.
"Brother, the wild vegetables are so delicious!"
"My belly is finally full!"
She walked into the yard and saw four people sitting at the table in the room, the original four sons.
The eldest son, Zhao Dashan, just turned eighteen this year. He married his wife last year and is considered the backbone of the family.
The second son, Zhao Ergou, is sixteen years old this year and is the smarter among the sons.
The third son, Zhao Sanniu, is fourteen years old this year. He is very strong and looks about the same height as the second child.
The youngest son, Zhao Sidan, has just turned ten this year. He is small and looks malnourished at first sight. At this time, he is holding the broken bowl and licking the bowl with his little tongue, rolling in every little bit of paste. In the stomach.
Cheng Wanwan didn't expect that such a little bit of wild vegetable paste would be shared among five people, and everyone looked satisfied.
She truly realized that this family was really too poor, otherwise she would not have returned to her parents' home to collect debts.
Seeing her return, the four sons stood up in unison.
Zhao Dashan: "Mom, you are back."
Zhao Ergou: "Mom, I brought back two buckets of water."
Zhao Sanniu: "Mom, I chopped firewood."
Zhao Sidan: "Mom, I dug some wild vegetables."
Cheng Wanwan pursed her lips.
Even the eldest son is only eighteen years old. In modern times, he probably just finished high school and is still a child who is doted on by his parents.
But in this era, the youngest son, who is only ten years old, has already taken on part of the family's work.
【Ding! Discover natural pollution-free wild bracken! 】
Cheng Wanwan looked around and saw that what Lao Si dug up was wild bracken. The mall said it was 30 cents per pound.
She dug three kilograms of chicory to get this little bracken... She was tired mentally and even more physically!
She bent down to pick up the wild bracken and walked to the back room.
The four of them looked at each other. In the past, when they came back from work, their mother would lecture and criticize them in various ways. Especially today, when they were angry and beaten at Cheng's house, shouldn't they be punished severely without saying a word? What does it mean?
Cheng Wanwan sold wild bracken and bought five kilograms of rice at the mall for ten cents, leaving a balance of 30 cents on hand.
She is extremely lucky that Dahe Village is at the junction of north and south. The north eats more pasta and corn, while the south eats more rice.
She is from the south and likes to eat white rice the most.
She carried out more than two kilograms and threw it on the table in the main room.
"This is...white rice!"
"Where's the white rice?"
Dahe Village was plagued by locusts last year and the harvest was very poor. It relied on government relief to get through this year. No one in the village could still afford white rice.
Even if there is no natural disaster, after the autumn harvest, the villagers will carry rice to the town and exchange it for corn or buckwheat. One pound of rice can be exchanged for two or three pounds of corn... There is enough food so that the whole family can have enough food to last. An autumn harvest.
