Fleeing the wasteland and farming: don't panic, the family's metaphysics boss

Chapter 7 This can be eaten

Wen Ya cleaned up the farmers who were looking for trouble, and thrust the kitchen knife into the ground with ruthlessness, "Anyone who dares to take a step forward will see blood from the knife." It hurts them, after all, these people are not vicious people, they are just forced by the environment.

After coming to the pot and sitting down, the family of five began to eat. The farmers who were beaten finally became honest and stood on the periphery of the kitchen knife, not daring to approach it.

A group of people just stared like this, and suddenly, someone knelt down first, begging softly: "Good-hearted people, give us something to eat, don't ask for more, even soup is fine, my family hasn't eaten for three days." Eat, the child is starving to death, please kind people, give me something to eat." After finishing speaking, he kowtowed.

With him taking the lead, the others paused and knelt down, or said that they shouldn't have made mistakes just now, or that good people will be rewarded, or that it doesn't matter if you don't eat, as long as you can give the child a bite. Crying and howling are everywhere on the hillside with the back sun, which is heart-wrenching.

And as these people knelt down, a group of women and children walked out from the bend of the mountain. They were either holding or holding their children, or carrying their bags, looking at the five people who were eating with great longing on their vicissitudes of life.

The women and children also knelt down. There were at least twenty or thirty people in this group. They knelt together in a crowd. The crying of the children, the kowtow of the husband, and the pleading of the wife made the five feel like a light on their backs.

They couldn't eat anymore, so many people were kneeling, they were eating at this time, they were undoubtedly using torture on these people.

Qing Yu put down her chopsticks and sighed softly, "Let's eat in another place." She suggested.

This is the first batch of refugees they have encountered in the past few days. Although she wants to help, she still wants to live. Besides, there is not enough food in the pot. There is nothing she can do. The only thing she can do is Keep these people out of sight.

She got up, walked to the corner of the hill where she carried people, took out the basket from the Xuannv Temple, and then came back.The family of five quickly packed up their things, and finally, Zhufeng took the lead on the basket and left.

The five of them hadn't gone far when they heard movement behind them, and when they looked back, they were actually following.Wen Ya was out of breath, and roared: "Follow me again, I'll chop you up."

A group of people were so frightened that they stopped, but after the five people walked a few feet away, they followed suit.

Wen Ya has lost her temper, and she can't kill them. These people are not guilty of death, and it's useless to beat them. She has nothing to do.

Qingyu secretly put the pot in the back basket into Xuannv Hall, Zhufeng suddenly felt a lot lighter on her body, and immediately said: "Let's go faster and get rid of these people." I haven't eaten for a few days, so I can't compare to them in terms of physical strength.

None of the people objected. Now that the mud bodhisattva is crossing the river, how could they have the energy to manage so many people? Wen Ya immediately put Qing Yu on her back and walked to the front with her legs turned;

Ten An Hearts didn't carry any weight, and had regained some strength just now, and now she was following Wen Ya;

Zhuifeng walked at the end with the basket on his back, looking back from time to time, and sure enough, the distance from the group of people behind him was being rapidly opened.

After traveling for two miles in such a hurry, the followers were finally gone. The five of them were hot and tired, so they temporarily stopped to drink water and take a rest.Zhuifeng was so hungry that he saw a hillside and said, "Go up the hill, eat something before leaving."

They climbed a little distance up the mountain, finally found a flat place, took out the pot again, and started to eat lunch.Horse meat, wild mushrooms and lotus root were stewed in the pot. This was the last thing they ate now. The rest were the two plates of dim sum and four apples.

"If we can't find anything to eat, we'll have to go hungry." Wen Ya looked around, she saw that it was not much better than Liaoer Mountain, it was bare, and there was no green. They had encountered many such mountains before, and she ran all over the place. Not a single prey was found.

Qingyu felt sad. This journey, thanks to Wen Ya's ability to hunt, otherwise they would have starved to death. But those refugees, they almost all make a living by farming, and they don't have hunting methods and skills, and they don't even know how to bend a bow and shoot an arrow. Well, what do they rely on to survive like this, she couldn't bear to think about it.

After Zhufeng drank the last sip of soup, his strength recovered, he put down the bowl and chopsticks and stood up, looking around.

Suddenly, his eyes fixed, he walked to a tree a few steps, touched the tree with a happy face, "elm tree, there are elm trees here." He quickly walked around a few times, and became more excited: "there are many elm trees on this mountain."

Chasing the wind to practice medicine, he naturally has a thorough understanding of these plants. He immediately asked Qingyu to take out the sickle and kitchen knife, and then demonstrated to peel off a layer of elm bark, explaining: "This elm bark can enter the stomach. We have something to eat .”

Several people looked at him in confusion. Although they had heard about famine gnawing bark, could this bark really be eaten?Hongtao didn't believe in evil, walked over and took a bite, and immediately wrinkled her face into embarrassment: "How can I eat this, I can't even bite it." The taste is still hard to describe.

Zhufeng smiled, "I can't eat it now. After I deal with it, I guarantee that you will still want to eat it." He turned his head again, and said to others: "Hurry up, there are many trees here, and there is no guarantee that there will be food in the future. Fight for it." Strip the mountain away."

"Finish peeling? You might as well live here." Hong Tao gave him a white look, but picked up a kitchen knife and started peeling the bark.

Wen Ya and Shi An each took a knife and began to peel the bark, while Qing Yu was in charge of cleaning the bark. Zhu Feng demonstrated to her while explaining: "For this elm bark, remove the outermost layer and the innermost layer, and there are two layers in the middle. Layer, these two achievements are edible."

Qingyu nodded in understanding, and began to tear the bark, tearing and tearing, when she heard movement down the mountain, she looked down and saw the group of refugees just now.Qingyu thought for a while, then turned around and said to the others: "Since there are many elm trees, let those refugees also come up to pick them. They have nothing to eat, and they are pitiful."

Several people didn't have any opinion on this, but Zhuifeng was still worried: "What if they pester us again?"

"Then get rid of them again, you are so stupid." Heart gave him another look.

Zhufeng raised the bark in Yang's hand, gritted his teeth, "It's not big or small, do you ever talk to Lao Tzu like that?"

Wen Ya raised the knife in her hand, she was not angry and pretentious, she was so frightened that Zhufeng laughed, not daring to be presumptuous anymore.

Qingyu stood on the edge of the mountain and shouted down: "There are elm trees on this mountain, the bark of which can satisfy your hunger, if you want to eat, you can pick it yourself."

A group of people down the mountain were walking dejectedly, when they suddenly heard a childish voice on the hillside, they all looked up and saw a little girl holding a piece of bark in her hand.

A group of people rushed up the hillside without even thinking about it, and Qingyu quickly returned to her team.

The farmers went up the mountain and watched Qingyu's family of five peeling the bark. Everyone looked around and dispersed.

Two hours later, Qingyu had already cleaned up two piles of bark with the inner and outer layers removed.

Chasing the wind said: "Put the bark in the sun and let it dry before you can deal with it."

Then Qingyu took the bark under the sun to bask again. At this time, the sun was still strong, and the bark soon became hot. Qingyu turned the bark over from time to time.While she was drying the bark, the four of them continued to peel the bark.

The sky gradually darkened, and the sun also set. Zhufeng and the others peeled all afternoon. At this time, their hands were sore and sore, but they were very satisfied when they saw the seven piles of bark in front of them.Zhufeng picked the bubbles in his hands, proudly: "There are so many, save it, it will last for ten days."

Shi'an and Hongtao started to gather firewood to make a fire, Zhufeng and Wenya each took a kitchen knife and cut the bark into thumb-sized pieces, while Qingyu was assigned to find the iron pot.

The group of people I met during the day were taking families as units and resting around Qingyu and them. Fires were lit in every household at this time, and the fires were bright everywhere, illuminating the forest clearly.

Qingyu searched next to each other, and found a family that was processing bark. She stepped forward to give some tips, and then asked if she could borrow an iron pot.

　Thank you for the little cutie who supports you every day, thank you for the little cutie who collects every day
　　
　
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