If you are really hungry, go pick some wild vegetables to eat.
But today he lay at home for most of the afternoon and did nothing, so there were no wild vegetables.
As a last resort, Fang Xiaoyue could only tighten her belt with force, scooped up another ladle of cold water, and drank it, barely quenching her hunger.
Go back to the house and sleep. Fang Xiaoyue went back to the house and fell on the bed, trying her best to hypnotize herself.
In this dark time, even picking wild vegetables is impossible.
Lying stiffly on the bed, half asleep and half awake, suffering from hunger, Fang Xiaoyue couldn't help but feel a surge of joy deep in her heart when she heard a rooster crow.
He used to hate the crow of the rooster, because when the rooster crows he has to get up and work.
As a teenager who is only 15 years old, this is a very normal thought.
But at this time, Fang Xiaoyue completely forgot about Zhang Fugui's aversion to the crow of roosters. Instead, she got up happily and went straight to the home of captain Zhang Daniu.
Although Fang Xiaoyue was a little embarrassed to go to someone else's house so early in the morning to get food, he knew very well that people would really starve to death these days!
At this time, the sky was not bright yet, and it was hazy. The light cast by the sky barely allowed Fang Xiaoyue to see clearly the dirt road under her feet.
But everyone in the village started to get up and get busy with the crow of the cock.
Blue smoke slowly rises from every house.
The aroma of grains wafts from the homes of some farmers who got up earlier.
Captain Zhang Daniu's home is located in the center of the village, while Fang Xiaoyue's thatched house is on the edge of the village.
By the time he reached Zhang Daniu's house, he was already out of breath. Hunger not only caused stomach pain, but also made him weak.
With a creak, the courtyard door of Zhang Daniu's house opened.
"It's Fugui, come in quickly, auntie cooked big corn on the cob today."
A middle-aged woman wearing a patchwork red cotton jacket saw Fang Xiaoyue when she opened the door and hurriedly pulled him in.
This is Zhang Daniu's wife Yang Xiaohong. Because she has a good relationship with Zhang Fugui's mother, she is very enthusiastic to see Zhang Fugui.
If this were not the case, even if Zhang Daniu was the captain, his family would not have much food left. If Zhang Daniu kept asking Zhang Fugui to come over for dinner, which daughter-in-law would not be angry?
Compared to Zhang Fugui's thatched cottage, captain Zhang Daniu's house is naturally much better.
Entering the door is a farmyard with two hens pecking at food. Although it looks a bit shabby, the main house and the side rooms are both brick and concrete structures, which are hundreds of times better than thatched houses!
The experience of eating rice at Zhang Daniu’s house does not need to be described in detail. The corn cobs were last year’s goods and were left too dry, so that they tasted dry and strange after being cooked.
But even so, Fang Xiaoyue fucked three in one breath!
It's not that he has a small appetite, but Yang Xiaohong cooked a total of ten corn cobs, two each for Zhang Daniu and Yang Xiaohong, two for his six-year-old son Zhang Weidong, and one for his three-year-old daughter Zhang Xiaohui. The remaining three were eaten by him. have eaten.
He has eaten the most.
After thanking the captain and his wife, Fang Xiaoyue returned to the thatched house.
The first thing I did when I returned to the thatched cottage was to grab a sickle and walk towards the nearby Dalong Mountain.
Although she had already eaten three corn cobs, Fang Xiaoyue was still a little hungry.
I am not kidding that this half-grown boy is poor, not to mention that Fang Xiaoyue's body has been in a state of hunger for a long time, and there is no oil or water. A mere three corn cobs can really fill the gap between her teeth.
No, he was planning to go to the mountains to find some food to fill his stomach.
Fortunately, three corn cobs are somewhat useful.
At least he wouldn't feel weak in his legs when he went up the mountain, and even his body's strength had recovered a lot.
Although Zhang Fugui's body is very thin and does not look like a fifteen-year-old child at all, less than twelve years old at most, as Fang Xiaoyue's continuous integration with this body, at least one-fifth of his original strength has been brought into it. into this body.
This made his strength completely beyond the limit of a fifteen-year-old boy.
If there is a comparison, his current strength is almost comparable to that of an adult man.
This kind of strength made it easier for him to go up the mountain, and he would not be out of breath while walking, taking one step and resting three steps.
Zhang Fugui's hunting skills were completely honed because he was too hungry. It is impossible to say how powerful he is.
If hunting is divided into three levels: upper, middle and lower, Zhang Fugui's hunting skills are probably better than those of the lower ones.
But it is still possible to set up a trap and catch some rabbits, mountain rats and the like.
Dalong Mountain seems a little dry due to the climate. Many of the vegetation on the mountain look slightly dry and yellow, and they don't look as green as spring at all.
While going up the mountain, Fang Xiaoyue made some straw ropes from the thatch on the roadside.
After that, he observed while walking and found some animal paths that small animals liked to pass through, and made some simple traps using straw ropes and stones.
These traps are provided by Zhang Fugui's hunting skills after being temporarily given them.
It can be said that Zhang Fugui has made these traps before, but he is definitely not as sophisticated as Fang Xiaoyue.
After setting more than twenty traps, Fang Xiaoyue focused on the flowers, plants and trees he saw along the way.
This is the time after spring plowing, when all things grow and thrive.
Therefore, it was impossible for Fang Xiaoyue to find some wild fruits that only appeared in autumn.
But after going some distance into the mountain, he saw a chestnut tree about twenty meters high!
The most important thing is that there are still some chestnuts left on the trees.
Chestnut is an extremely sweet food. It is rich in starch, as well as monosaccharides and disaccharides, carotene, thiamine, riboflavin and other nutrients.
However, due to this era, all output is collectively owned, and villagers are not allowed to go into the mountains to hunt and pick privately.
Otherwise, Fang Xiaoyue suspected that the chestnuts on the tree would not be preserved at all.
After all, Zhang Fugui is in a state of hunger, and the villagers in Forsythia Village and even other villages will not have a good time. People are hungry and sometimes they don't care about many things.
However, Fang Xiaoyue did not rush to the tree to pick chestnuts. Instead, she first picked some slightly dry rattan, cut it into strips of even thickness with a sickle, and then used these strips to weave a basket.
The memory of weaving the basket is in Fang Xiaoyue's mind. Coupled with the bonus of item manufacturing expertise, the basket made by Fang Xiaoyue looks extremely exquisite.
If you put it twenty or thirty years later, it can be called a handicraft on the Internet.
Although Fang Xiaoyue was surprised that his item-making expertise could be added to this basket, he was already hungry and had no more time to appreciate his masterpiece. Instead, he spit foam into his hands and kicked it. He climbed up the tree, picked clumps of chestnuts from the tree, and put them into the basket on his back.
But what made him a little disappointed was that there were not many chestnuts on the trees. With all the light, he could only carry less than five kilograms in the basket on his back.
This is normal. The chestnut fruit period is from August to October. After more than five months of being exposed to wind and sun, it is pretty good to have so many on the tree.
However, Fang Xiaoyue was not satisfied. She searched under the tree for a while and picked up some chestnuts that had not yet rotted. This increased the number of chestnuts in the basket to about ten kilograms.
Carrying the basket on her back full of hope, Fang Xiaoyue continued to wander around the mountains.
In the following time, he found wild pepper trees, dogwood, ginger and other seasoning plants.
These are common sense among villagers in Forsythia Village.
They have lived at the foot of this mountain for thousands of years, relying on the mountains to eat. It is not surprising to know this.
Although Fang Xiaoyue's current food reserves did not require these seasoning plants at all, he still picked a lot.
The last plan was to take these seasoning plants to the black market in the county and sell them in exchange for some money.
After finishing these tasks, he began to go down the mountain.
There is no need to worry about those traps now.
Most animals in the mountains are nocturnal.
On the way down the mountain, he picked some dry firewood and filled the basket on his back.
In this way, even if someone saw him coming down from the mountain, there wouldn't be too many problems.
At worst, he said he was going to collect firewood.
Fang Xiaoyue plans to go there tomorrow morning to check the traps and find some food to go back with.
After cautiously and evasively returning to the thatched hut, he breathed a sigh of relief.
This era is no different than later generations. If someone saw Fang Xiaoyue's behavior and reported it, Captain Zhang Daniu might not be able to save him.
Cutting off the tail is no joke.
It could range from being paraded on the streets to being sent to jail for several years.
As a time traveler, Fang Xiaoyue does not yet have the courage and foolishness to challenge the status quo.
He found two wooden barrels, went to the well in the village several times, filled the water jar, washed the side of the iron pot with a chip, put some water in, and poured all the chestnuts into it.
Due to the strong fire in the stove, steam began to rise in the pot soon.
After all the chestnuts in the pot cracked, Fang Xiaoyue turned off the stove fire and took the chestnuts out.
Although the boiled chestnuts were not as fragrant as the fried chestnuts, he couldn't find clean sand, let alone using rice to fry the chestnuts.
These days, if anyone uses rice to fry chestnuts, they will probably be paraded through the streets immediately for wasting food.
No one has enough to eat. If you play with these things, you are seeking death.
In any case, the sweetness and satiety produced by this boiled chestnut is completely unmatched by corn on the cob.
Since she had eaten three corn cobs before and Fang Xiaoyue had eaten three kilograms of chestnuts, her stomach was a little full.
Of course, if you must eat it, you can eat half of these chestnuts.
For a body like Fang Xiaoyue's who has never had enough food, eating five pounds of chestnuts is too easy.
However, he had a plan.
After leaving about three kilograms of chestnuts for dinner and breakfast, Fang Xiaoyue wove the remaining two kilograms of chestnuts into a small basket with straw stalks and hurried to Zhang Daniu's house.
