Farming in space: the struggle of peasant girls

Chapter 6 006 Happy early
It was too early for Mu Yu to be happy.

On the next third and fourth day, she could still find one or two thicker weed roots and three or four very thin weed roots every day.

Ordinarily, it is not a problem to find a dozen or so extremely thin weed roots carefully. The reason why there are so few is not that she is not careful, but that she is so hungry that she is dizzy and can't really see such a small thing.

For four whole days, she only ate two palm-length green foxtails, which were not as big as a wonton even if they were compacted. In the past, she might have been able to eat two bowls of wontons in one meal, and one wonton was not enough for her to stuff between her teeth. But now she has to rely on less than one wonton to survive for four days.

It may have been five days, but now she is exhausted and has no strength at all. Whether she can continue to look for weed roots tomorrow is a problem.

When she was lying at the edge of the spring drinking water, the reflection in the water made her eyes glow green.

She drank the water from the spring again, but this time, the hunger didn't weaken even a bit, and it still haunted her all the time, making her restless.

The pain may be tolerable, but the hunger is hard to bear. The boundless hunger and despair made her always strong collapse.

She sat in the land of the space, looked at the small green spiky weeds that had grown before, and calmed down a little.

Yes, after three or four days, the two thick grass roots planted on the first day have grown a finger-length new shoot, and one or two of the second day's roots are green.

It was the only thing that comforted her in the midst of endless despair.

And this speed is faster, the weeds have strong vitality, but they can't grow so fast. She originally thought that it would be good to grow new shoots in ten days, but she didn't expect that there would be more than three days. It seems to be the weeds in the mustard space. Grow faster than outside.

This is a good thing. The plants in the space mature faster and take less time to grow, so she can get more food and food.

At the current speed, she estimated that in two or three days, the grass would grow as long as the palm of your hand, and then she would be able to pick it and eat it.

Although at the beginning, she thought that she would only pick one or two leaves at a time, recycle them, and continue to develop, but now she is almost starving, and she is sensible if she can keep the grass roots!

She sighed silently, and pressed her rumbling stomach, hoping that she could last a few more days, otherwise, if she starved to death before the weeds grew, she would die of suffocation just thinking about it.

It's not impossible, it's what she's most anxious about right now.

Where else would food be found until the weeds were big enough to eat?
Go begging in the streets?
The original owner was begging for more than ten days, and was beaten, scolded and insulted half of the time, and only got food once or twice.

Looking at this poor success rate, if she can get food to live by being bullied and beaten, she might do it for survival.

Life, to live, not shabby.

But she would not gamble her pride on the possibility that the odds were slim, she would rather think of other ways!
Seeing that there was not much time left, she scooped out the little spring water left with a broken bowl, and then carried the broken bowl out of the space.

She estimated that tomorrow's condition would be to move around the ruined temple, maybe lie down in the ruined temple for a day, after all, it is so uncomfortable now, and it will be even more uncomfortable tomorrow, and I really can't bear it anymore.

But obviously she wasn't the only one who was suffering. The big beggars in the ruined temple were also feeling very uncomfortable these two days, and they started to take part in the little beggars like them.

The so-called "subscription" means that the big beggars have to take a percentage of the food and water harvested by the beggars in the ruined temple. The beggars use part of the food and water in exchange for the opportunity to continue to live in a ruined temple.

The big beggars said that they were only given five days, and everyone had to pay a share, whether it was the food they begged, the mice and sparrows they caught, the bark, weeds and roots, or even water. Make a copy.

Those who don't pay will live outside the ruined temple. Anyway, if they can't find food for five days, they will not be far from death. If they die in the temple, they will have to be dragged out.

Of course, it is said that those who pay more can live in a house with a roof that will not get wet.

Mu Yu doesn't care about living in that good house. Now the people in this house have the memory of the original owner and her previous Liwei, so they feel more at ease living in it. Moving to another place will require a new adaptation. energy.

Besides, having a roof means you don’t need to be exposed to the rain. Now that the drought has become like this, it hasn’t rained well in two or three years. If it is really going to rain, everyone will be crazy about it.

At this time, it was the end of spring, the beginning of summer, and the beginning of April. It was not cold, and it was okay to live in a roofless house. If it was winter, I might think about it, and let it go now.

Although she goes out early and returns late every day to look for weed roots, she also pays attention to the things in the ruined temple.

After all, she has no conditions to conflict with people now, and these big beggars are different from paper tigers like Mrs. Wang, so it's better not to provoke them.

As for such things as smoking, the wild grass root must not be given. This is the key to survival in the future, so just give a bowl of water.

These days, the big beggars sent people to guard at the gate of the ruined temple to collect things, and quite a few people handed in their hands, most of them bark and grass roots, there were also rats and sparrows, and there were also three or two people who gave water.

Although the big beggars were cursing when they received the water and dry bark, they didn't make it difficult. They also understood that it was really difficult to find food at this time.

This gave her some confidence, and it was acceptable to exchange a bowl of water for a while of peace.

It would be safer to stay in the ruined temple until she settles the food and drink matters and finds another good place to go.

Stopping and stopping all the way, it took twice as long as before to return to the ruined temple.

There were people staying outside and inside the ruined temple gate, but there was no one around the two big beggars guarding the gate.

She approached carefully with water.

Seeing her approaching, the dark faces of the two big beggars eased a bit.

"Yo, you're red-faced, you're here to hand over your job? Your bowl of water is too little, why did you bring such a small amount back? What can you do with it?"

Mu Yu didn't even bother to turn his eyes to him. This man was nicknamed "Ergou" and had a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks. He was about the same size as her, but he had many thieves and he was the most difficult of the big beggars. His mouth was broken and smelly.

The other big beggar didn't speak, just picked up the earthen pot on the side and motioned for her to pour water into it.

The clay pot was dark, and there was half a pot of water in it, which didn't look very clean.

Well water is generally relatively clean, and this kind of unclean water is usually dirty water in river swamps, and it is still dirty after simply standing for several times.

And the dirt is not just the dirt on the surface. What is the dirt?

Of course, if they don't drink water, they will definitely die of thirst, and they have no other choice.

Mu Yu was about to fall, when suddenly out of the corner of his eye, he saw a strong middle-aged man coming out of the ruined temple, holding a pottery bowl in his hand.

She recognized that this man was the leader of the ruined temple. His surname was Zhao, and he was known as Lao Zhao and Zhao Touer.

She had a flash of inspiration and stopped her movements, waiting for Mr. Zhao to come over.

(End of this chapter)