"Zhou Cao, this is real or fake!"
"Regardless of whether it is true or not, I dare not say that the tombstone is a prop. It looks too real. I don't recognize many of the words for fear of desecrating the souls of the deceased."
Mrs. Xu and Xu Tianxin finally walked through this circle of graves amid the barrage of "See the coffin and get rich" floating all over the screen.
As soon as we walked into the woods, the background music in the live broadcast room changed and suddenly became lively, shocking the audience who didn't react: "The little girl picking mushrooms, carrying a big bamboo basket on her back..."
"Milk, there are so many mushrooms!"
Mrs. Xu had a look of outsmarting her.
She guessed that many people hadn't poured out the empty food yet, so they had to dig some in the mountains near her home.
But when you wait for everyone to take a breath, let alone passing by the graveyard, you have to run up the mountain and into the ground to beheaded.
In her memory, there were many times when she and the old ladies in the village pulled their hair and had sex because of the fight over mushroom territory. Maybe the peasant women who live near the town will come to this mountain.
Therefore, she had to make a time difference and collect more to dry and store.
Storage is not for selling money. Don’t expect to sell it at a high price here. There are many mountains and you can live with them at home.
Is she planning to wait until there is nothing to eat in winter, stir-fry some mushrooms with garlic sprouts, and grill the mushrooms with red and green peppers? Isn’t that better than eating pickles?
For example, when she goes back tonight, she will make some mushroom sauce, and then roll out some noodles mixed with elm noodles and sorghum noodles to eat.
Mrs. Xu swallowed her saliva as she thought about this.
While picking mushrooms, she was thinking about waiting for her sons to get home and asking her second son to build a few long wooden shelves as flower pots. She wanted to plant garlic seedlings, green onions, celery and spinach in the house in winter to sprout bean sprouts.
It just so happened that her house was built big, and everything was put to use, so that her family would have food to eat even in the coldest weather.
However, in several side houses, more fire walls and stoves need to be installed in winter. If the temperature is not raised, it will be useless.
Thinking about it like this, why should she go home and throw down some clay bricks to save up first? Maybe it will cost a lot of copper plates to build a stove. Emma, why do you have so much work to do every day?
Xu Tianxin told Mrs. Xu: "Grandma, my family members are swiping the screen to buy mushrooms." They said they were fresh and big, so they all wanted to buy some.
Mrs. Xu was squatting in front picking mushrooms. When she heard this, she turned around and said, "Baoers, I also want to sell milk. How poor are our grandparents? The life here is really fresh. Every day It’s the first day I find I’m even poorer. But I can’t sell it. I’m not qualified to bring the goods, so be careful and don’t forget to click like it, and promote it with your friends. If it can be sold one day... …”
Can ancient objects really be sold in modern times?
Then she would back up the horse, that thing would have to make money, and it could still be sold... stop it, recycle it, don't worry about it.
However, what if, on the day of the sale, Mrs. Xu said generously: "If there are still a lot of mushrooms in this season or in the beginning of spring, what else can grandma sell? I can mail some to each of you, it doesn't cost any money, just Just put in some effort, oh my god, it’s not a big deal, just keep talking.”
When the time comes, she can sell the horse and still get the mushroom money.
Mrs. Xu was so amused by her imagination that she went to work as a second-rate dealer in ancient times.
She patted the mushroom at her feet and made a wish: "You won't have to worry about money next year."
Xu Tianxin was silent for a moment when he heard this, and then he patted the mushroom head on his hand and said, "Then I will make wishes for the family members in the live broadcast room. If you pat the mushroom head gently, you won't have to worry about making money this year."
Xu Tianxin rarely speaks during live broadcasts. The person who always talks little suddenly said such a sentence. Who doesn't like to hear auspicious words? The family members in the live broadcast room immediately became enthusiastic and shouted:
"Assistant, that's interesting."
"There, in front of you, is that a mushroom?"
"Oh, I'm so anxious. There are many more behind the trees. I saw them all."
"Assistant, don't move. Just raise the camera and point it in the distance. I want to see if it's wild grapes?"
"Oh my god, over there, uphill on the left hand side, there are wild cinnamon fruits. I haven't seen these in years. When I was in elementary school, there was an old lady selling them at the school gate for fifty cents a cup."
Xu Tianxin was so busy that she was directed around by everyone, accompanied by the background music of the live broadcast room: I walked into the forest in a hurry. The forest was full of clumps, and I couldn't find its whereabouts. I only saw the trees swaying in the wind.
Xu Tianxin always felt that this song was scolding her, because she had big eyes that looked like she was blind, and she didn't have the support of her family members in the live broadcast room.
"Up the tree."
"Okay", Xu Tianxin was directed by everyone to climb up the tree again.
For more than an hour, the entire live broadcast room was filled with the same atmosphere, which was "About me, picking mushrooms and wild fruits online is really fun."
Mrs. Xu also served as a food show for everyone. She stood next to the red mountain cinnamon tree, put a bunch of wild cassia fruits on her clothes and rubbed them into her mouth.
This thing must be eaten in a bunch to be enjoyable.
Then her whole face wrinkled up like a pimple: "Oh, it's so sweet!"
Everyone in the live broadcast room was stunned: "..." Is that a sweet expression on your face? You seem to be eating a whole bunch of hawthorns, and sour water is coming out of your mouth through the screen.
Mrs. Xu clicked her lips, her mouth full of the aftertaste of the fruit, and tasted it carefully: "Really, it's sweet and sour, a little sweet and astringent. The flesh is really not very tasty, it's like firewood, what I eat is that Fruit water. In fact, this thing will be better after frost. It will be wilted, soft, sour and sweet. If you have the conditions at home, put it in a pot and steam it with white sugar, then it will taste good. No, I I have to pick more for my granddaughter, otherwise they will all be picked up in a few days."
Mrs. Xu was afraid that her granddaughter would not have much fruit to eat in the winter, so after picking the mountain berries, she walked deeper into the field to pick wild grapes, picking up half a basket and half a basket, swishing with her hands.
The wild grapes she ate this time were made by Xu Tianxin. As soon as she put them in her mouth and bit into them, she squatted down and curled up in soreness: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu My teeth are broken."
Mrs. Xu shook her straw hat to fan the wind and laughed loudly: "It's okay. I'll make grape cake for you later. It will be delicious."
At this moment, the smile on the old lady's face suddenly stopped, what's the sound?
Not to mention that the live broadcast room system definitely knows how to add sound effects: "Little chicken, little chicken, little chicken cuckoo day, who stole my eggs!"
"Milk, pheasant." Xu Tianxin reacted as soon as she heard the song, but she was still a beat slower than her grandma.
Mrs. Xu's hat flew away, and she ran out of the afterimage, turning the rake all the way to the chicken.
Everyone in the live broadcast room said: "About us catching chickens online, I am so excited that my throat is hoarse." They are almost too busy. "Well, then, here, here, no, one got away, Ai Ma, the little rice bucket is flying, grab it by the feet, my God, it will make my face covered with gray!"
Xu Tianxin: When I like her, I call her my assistant. She also says, "Please put some hand cream on your child." It's really cool to praise her. When you don't like her, you call her a loser.
Xu Tianxin wiped the dirt from her face and tried her best. In order to catch the chicken, I hit my head against a big tree. When I got up, there were stars in front of my eyes, and my clothes almost became electrostatically charged.
Fortunately, one of the chickens, Mrs. Xu, was not very tall. She ran all the way and kept chasing her. In order to slay the demon and kill the chicken, she was like a canopy marshal. She beat the remaining pheasant half to death with a rake. Hug back.
"Bao'er, look, I'm going to bleed it right now, and then I'll go back and make some stew for you."
Mrs. Xu was so excited.
They will never sell it for money. This is the first chicken they caught in ancient times. It only makes sense to eat it and remember the taste of this chicken.
Remember how difficult it was when you first settled down in ancient times, but there were also good things.
But she was excited and excited, and found out why her granddaughter wasn't smiling, and even motioned for her to stop.
What Mrs. Xu didn’t know was that the family members in the live broadcast room were shouting crazy: Snake! !
