The Path of the Peasant Girl

Chapter 5 005 Dumplings

As Wang Xiaoer retreated, most of the people in the broken temple looked back, and the feeling of being on their backs disappeared.

Zuo Shi's heart was bright, and he said to the crowd: "A few of our mothers were driven out by milk, we had no water and no food, and we were weak and poor, so we just packed a few pieces of rags in a small bag, looking at how many bean sprouts our mother had. The body will collapse when the wind blows, and if you rob it, you will not gain anything, so why bother?"

As soon as these words came out, all the eyes that fell on them were withdrawn.

Zuo Shi picked a remote corner and leaned over.

In the corner is a pair of grandparents and grandchildren. The grandfather looks like he is in his 50s, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and a ten-year-old grandson is next to him.

After greeting the grandfather and grandson, and knowing that the old man was a doctor, Wen sighed in relief, discussed the joint vigil with the old man, and rested.

Silent all night.

The next day, Zuo Shi's family did not set out with the large army, but waited for everyone to leave before grilling the fish and eating breakfast before walking slowly forward.

As soon as he hit the road, Zuo Shi opened the food mall to check, and saw that there were a total of eight food points in the account, and the breakfast she made just now provided four more food points.

Zuo Shi smiled: "What should I buy, corn, sweet potatoes, rice or flour?"

With the ingredients, the next time you make something, it will be more delicious, and if the Wen family are satisfied, there will be more gourmet spots.

Zuo Shi hesitated for a while, and finally chose flour.

Eight gourmet spots, 500g of flour, there are not many things, but the food mall gave her some ingredients, a spoon of salt, a spoon of sugar, and a spoon of sesame oil, which was a surprise.

Zuo Shi followed Wen's on the road, the family tried hard to hurry, stop and go, and they could not see even a wild vegetable along the way.

Zuo Shi's expression is numb, walking behind others, he can't find anything to eat, alas!
Suddenly seeing two big elm trees and a toon tree around the corner, Zuo Shi was overjoyed.

The leaves of these two kinds of trees are edible, and with flour, they can be made into delicious food.

I don't know if the ancients didn't know that these leaves could be eaten, and many leaves were left on these three trees.

It's a pity that they don't have a pot. The old lady Lan did a great job. They didn't give them anything except the household registration. Except for the two cloth bags and a flint on Wen's body, there was only the kitchen knife that Zuo Shi picked up on the ground. They wanted to drink it. Hot soup can't do it.

Fortunately, it is the end of March, and it is not cold in the late spring, otherwise it will freeze to death.

There is a chance to find a pot.

Zuo Shi pressed his thoughts, and called Wen Zuo Hua Zuo Ge to join hands, and instructed them: "Pick more, as much as you can, these leaves are edible and taste very good!"

Wen Shi and others were very strange, but Zuo Shi patted his chest and promised to eat, so everyone climbed the tree and picked it with quick hands and feet, but it was a good harvest.

It wasn't until noon that the family picked a lot of toon leaves and elm leaves before stopping to rest. Everyone was in high spirits, and they didn't have to worry about eating at night, and they were faster on the road again.

Wen Shi was carrying a burden, holding Zuo Jiang out of breath, instructing Zuo Hua to hold Zuo Ge, and asked Zuo Shi, "Do you want to drink water?"

Zuo Shi shook his head, but Zuo Jiang asked for water, and then struggled to get down to the ground to go by himself, Wen Shi was really tired, so he let him go.

"What are you doing! You clearly said that you would use food for medicinal materials, but now you drink my grandfather's medicine but refuse to give food. You are liars!" Qu Jingming angrily shouted at the gray-clothed man in front.

He is small, his voice is crisp and sweet, with the characteristics of a child's voice, his words are particularly clear, and Zuo Shi can hear it clearly at once.

The grandfather and grandson who broke the temple yesterday were in trouble.

Wen said, "It's Mr. Qu and the others, let's go and have a look."

Zuo Shi looked at the medicine pot and iron pot in front of Qu Jingming, his eyes lit up.

When the man in grey saw someone coming, he ran with a bowl in his hand, and his movements were swift.

Qu Jingming chased after him even if he didn't want to, and didn't care whether his short legs could catch up.

Old Man Qu struck and shouted, "Jingming, come back, stop chasing, come back!"

Qu Jingming hesitated at his feet, chased after a few steps, then stopped, turned his head and said angrily: "Grandpa, they took our medicine for nothing, and there is no medicine and no food, what shall we eat!"

Mr. Qu coughed twice, with a sad look on his face: "But we can't catch up. Next time when they come to ask for medicine, we must first ask them to bring the food before boiling the medicine, okay?"

"Humph!" Qu Jingming exposed him unceremoniously, "When did Grandpa say that, as long as the patient comes to the door, won't you prescribe medicine without any return?"

Grandpa Qu looked at his grandson awkwardly, speechless.

Zuo Shi almost laughed out loud, listening to this dialogue, she had a ridiculous feeling - grandson like grandfather, grandfather like grandson.

Mr. Qu is a good man. The doctor is benevolent and sincere. He looks like a good doctor.

Zuo Shi stepped forward and said to the old man, "Grandpa Qu, can I borrow your pot? I don't use it for nothing, and we will divide the vegetable dumplings we live in for two of you, and then give you some vegetable soup. How about it?"

When the old man heard this, he waved his hand: "Okay, take it and use it, the vegetable dumplings will not be used anymore. It is not easy for anyone to escape from the famine."

Qu Jingming was angry: "You know it's not easy, and you give others medicine for nothing. Do you want to starve yourself, or do you want to starve me? Caidanzi must!"

"Cough cough." Mr. Qu was speechless, extremely embarrassed.

"Don't worry, I will definitely give it to the cabbage dumpling."

Zuo Shi took the pot and asked Zuo’s family to help make the dumplings. He chopped up the elm leaves and smashed them into pieces. Then he found a place where no one else was, and added half of the flour to it, along with the sugar and two drops of sesame oil that were given when he bought the flour. Put the gnocchi into the pot.

After a quarter of an hour, the dumplings were steamed, and everyone started to eat.

Zuo Hua sighed: "I've never eaten such a delicious dumpling, Xiao Shi, you are amazing, you said that you can eat the leaves as you can, and it's still so delicious."

Zuo Ge and Zuo Jiang also agreed: "Second sister's cooking is really delicious."

Wen shi couldn't help squinting, chewing in small bites, squinting his eyes and cherishing and enjoying it.

Mr. Qu even praised him generously: "I have lived for such a long time, and I have never eaten a more delicious dumpling than this."

Qu Jingming didn't speak, buried his head in eating the vegetable dumplings, one bite of the dumplings and one bite of the vegetable soup, and directly contributed 3 food points to Zuo Shi, showing how much he liked it with his actions.

Zuo Shi split his mouth. Although there was not much flour mixed in the dumplings and Chinese toon leaves, they were fine. They were carefully cooked by Zuo Shi, and the bitter wild vegetables cooked at random were two completely different things.

Zuo Shi laughed twice: "It's just an ordinary dumpling, maybe it's hungry, it's delicious."

Mr. Qu shook his head: "It's different. I have eaten so many dumplings. Your dumplings taste very delicious."

He is hungry, but being hungry does not mean he has lost his sense of taste. He has never eaten such delicious dumplings before.

Zuo Shi smiled slightly and changed the subject: "Master Qu, how much medicine do you have in your hand?"

(End of this chapter)