Farming in space: the struggle of peasant girls

Chapter 15 015 Business Begins

The woman Li held the three weeds that she had just traded in her hands, she was slightly surprised, these weeds were more important than she thought.

But before she weighed it carefully, her monkey-like son rushed over.

"Xiao Cong, slow down, slow down, no one will fight with you."

Mrs. Li shouted quickly, seeing her son gobble up the weeds with a look of surprise, she couldn't help showing a satisfied smile on her face.

She and her husband had two sons and one daughter. Both the eldest son and the youngest daughter died young, and only Zhao Cong survived. This child was very sensible and obedient, so he was naturally her heart.

Whatever the child wants, as long as she can do it, she will be satisfied.

These two people have been eating weeds in the dilapidated house for the past few days. The grass looks fresh, but I don't know where they found it.

She has no idea, her husband is a coolie, although the income is low, and he does not have work every day, but it is better than begging, digging grass roots to catch mice, she and her son are not idle, begging, digging grass roots to catch mice, a family People's life in the ruined temple is not bad, so the few weeds are not very attractive to her.

But his son Zhao Cong was very interested in it.

She thought that her son wanted to know where he dug it so that he could dig it later, but after asking, she realized that he wanted to eat those juicy grasses.

What the son said at the time was,
"I've run all over the wasteland and hills near the ruined temple, and there is absolutely no place where such grass grows.

Everyone else said it was grass from the other side of the river, but no one could tell where it was, only she could find such grass.

Mother, let's exchange it with her, it looks delicious..."

Mrs. Li was immersed in the meeting when she suddenly heard her son calling her. When she came back to her senses, she saw her son Zhao Cong holding a grass to her mouth.
"Mother, you have a taste, this grass is a bit sweet, you have a taste!"

Mrs. Li was not willing to eat it, she wanted to refuse, but her son insisted, so she had no choice but to give in, pinched a leaf and stuffed it into her mouth to eat and chew.

Chewing and chewing, she stopped, showing surprise on her face, and then savored carefully, it seemed that it was a little sweet, and the taste was not bad.

She wondered in her heart, is this the smell of weeds?

When the famine first started, she ate wild grass to satisfy her hunger. The leaves of wild grass were not as bitter as the roots of the grass. At best, they were not unpalatable, but they were definitely not delicious.

But then I thought, is it because I haven't eaten it for a long time?
That's right, these days, all I eat are grass roots, bark, bran, and old millet. In contrast, weeds are actually delicious.

Li's heart is bitter, it's okay for her and her husband to suffer, but her son always feels uncomfortable after suffering this kind of hardship.

His son, Zhao Cong, didn't know what Li was thinking, so he muttered something there.
"This one belongs to mother, this one belongs to father, and this little leaf is what's left of me..."

Li's heart was sour, and she almost shed tears.

When her husband came back later, she told him about it.

The husband tasted the weed and said,

"We can't find this grass, so it's okay to exchange some unused utensils for Xiao Cong to eat."

Li breathed a sigh of relief, she was worried that her husband would blame her, and she didn't want her husband to think the same as her.

"That's right, those on the left and right are useless. Why don't we replace them with weeds for Xiao Cong to eat, but I don't know if they will take them or not."

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If Mu Yu knew what Li Shi was thinking, he would immediately tell her, take it, take it all!

Now there are a lot of weeds that are not being used, it is a waste to leave them alone, they have to be used!

It is also a time when she is short of utensils, whether it is bowls, barrels, clothes and shoes, anything, there is always a time when it comes in handy.

She wished that the business would be on the right track immediately, but she couldn't just shout it out, it would be too public, telling others that she had a long-term source of weeds.

A few or a dozen weeds are not worth thinking about, but not necessarily if there are dozens or hundreds of weeds.

There is no rush for this matter, we can only let nature take its course.

However, she was still happy after all, and successfully completed the first order of business.

Ten weeds were exchanged for a good water tank, which was a good deal.

With a water tank that can store water, there is no need to take out bowls of water in the future. That is too little. If she and Yang Erlang drink it separately, it will moisten the throat, which is not enough at all. There is a water tank for two People can drink more freely.

As soon as Yang Erlang came back, she shared the good news with him, but she was keenly aware that Yang Erlang was not very happy.

"What's wrong? Did something bad happen today?"

Yang Erlang shook his head, looking a little tired, and said,

"It's not a big deal."

Then he took out two big black corn buns from his bosom, and handed one to her.

Mu Yu didn't know why, although the taste of this black steamed bun was not as good as that of sesame seed cakes and steamed buns, it was equally filling, and it was pretty good food for a beggar, not to mention getting two big ones at a time.

You know, usually Yang Erlang would bring things back half-and-half, sometimes he didn't have anything, but this time it was quite a good harvest.

Ordinarily, it shouldn't have such an expression, could it be because of being too tired?

That’s right, no one’s food is rich at this time, and it’s hard to get something. Some beggars will work as coolies in exchange for a bite of food, but their wages are much less than ordinary people, and the work they do is more difficult. Just more tired.

And even such dirty work is not something that can be encountered all the time, most of the time you have to be hungry.

She thought about it for a while, and felt that this was probably the case, so when she was eating with Yang Erlang, she said,
"Don't be too tired, you can take a break once in a while, and there's me too.

The piece of grass I found is quite a lot. I can bring back a few dozen more every day, and we can come back after eating outside. "

He also said, "I changed to a water tank, and I can fetch water together in the future, so you don't have to spend time fetching water again."

Yang Erlang went to fetch water from the nearby well. Every time he had to wait for a long time for others to finish fetching water, he also had to spend rations to borrow someone else’s bucket, which was not easy.

Yang Erlang paused, did not nod, but said,

"Be careful recently. Don't go too far away. If you have to go, you have to be extremely careful. If the situation is not right, run away."

Mu Yu keenly sensed that the meaning of Yang Erlang's words was wrong, and asked in a low voice,

"What the hell? What happened?"

Yang Erlang hesitated for a while, then leaned over and said in a low voice,
"Recently, the drought has become severe again. Everyone's life is difficult, and it is more difficult to find work than before. Many people died of starvation."

Mu Yuxin said, of course she was aware of this, but she didn't feel deeply about it.

Although she has the memory of the original owner, she didn't experience it personally, and the weeds in the mustard space and Yang Erlang's sharing, she doesn't have to worry too much about eating and drinking now.

As for the fact that many people died of starvation, although she noticed that there seemed to be fewer people in the ruined temple, she hadn't seen it herself, so naturally she didn't feel deeply.

However, Yang Erlang's next words made her stunned.

"I heard that Beishan has started eating people..."

(End of this chapter)