shock!After the abandoned concubine cheated on God of War, she just wanted to farm

Chapter 16 Gathering Supplies
In a few days, news came from the foot of the mountain that Xiao Chengming of Yandu had threatened the six-year-old Twelfth Prince and was planning the enthronement ceremony.

No wonder Li Chengtang was so anxious to act like a dog.

The situation is dire.

The trip to Yandu will fail.

The trip to Wuzhou has been put on hold.

She was pregnant in mid-July, and she counted with her fingers, the birth will be in April next year, and it is not advisable to move too much in the first three months of pregnancy.

In Ai County at the foot of the mountain, people died every day due to refugees robbing supplies and fighting with dignitaries.

What the hell, I'm going to be trapped in this mountain for the winter.

Bandit leader Song Jiang walked in, "Miss Feng looking for me?"

Feng Ranhua restrained his mind, and said coldly: "Let me ask you, why did you fall into the grass and become bandits?"

Feng Ranhua's killing of wolves and wild boars really shocked Song Jiang and other refugees.

When asked about sad things, Song Jiang Dangfengranhua was one of his own, a burly man in his eighties, crying with his nose and tears:

"We were originally villagers from Baishang Village and Yuzi Village in Wuzhou, because the second prince conscripted men to fight.

It is levied at the age of 12. How can a 12-year-old doll carry a knife and fight? We have not eaten a bite of the tax just collected, and sent someone to collect [-]% of the food.

We had to leave our hometown and come to Yizhou to find a way to survive. "

"But when we arrived in Yizhou, we handed over our household registration, but the county magistrate of Ai County refused to accept us to settle down. We had to make a living at the junction of Yizhou and Wuzhou."

Feng Ranhua couldn't see Song Jiang, who was crying like a bear, and asked Qing Ling to drive him out.

She squinted her beautiful eyes, sat up a little bit, and thought about it.

Li Chengtang was worried that Xiao Chengming would coerce the emperor to order the princes, so he broke the jar.

Fortunately, he is afraid of Korean scumbags, so he won't dare to force him openly for a while.

Yizhou is safe for the time being.

It is said that Wang Baozi, who is isolated, is fierce and fierce. It is hard to say whether the 16 old, weak, sick and disabled people outside the cave can survive the winter.

The main reason is that she is pregnant these few days, looking at this group of fake bandits, she always presents to her the first thing she finds every day for a taste.

He is soft on people, but short on mouth when eating people.

Feng Ranhua shouted to Song Jiang with an unhappy expression, "You, call people over."

"Hey!" Song Jiang screamed.

Unworthy half a moment.

The 16 people stood neatly outside the cave, and even hugged a three-year-old child over, staring at the wind-dyed painting eagerly.

That timid yet hopeful look, extremely humble.

The corner of Feng Ranhua's mouth twitched, feeling a little uncomfortable.

She sat down on the chair brought by Qing Ling, habitually tapped on the table (the nothingness) three times, and then glanced at the sky like a bloody sun.

Unconsciously exuding the aura of the superior, oppressing people's hearts layer by layer.

Ling Yiliu's young and old tightened their pace and straightened their backs.

It was still saved, she frowned, and said casually:
"The three of us are going to spend the winter on the mountain. I wonder what your plans are?"

More than a dozen people looked at Song Jiang together, and Song Jiang felt a sense of responsibility. He stood up and shouted in a daze:

"We spend the winter in the mountains with Miss Feng!"

Shouting loudly, the birds on the tree were scattered.

"It's so noisy, shouting so loudly." Feng Ranhua gave him an angry look.

Song Jiang touched the back of his head honestly, and said in a low voice: "I just think that the powerful girl who shouts out is worthy of the upper hand girl."

"Now in mid-August, you can still find enough food to fill your stomach with snacks in the mountains. Starting tomorrow, we will divide into several groups to collect wild vegetables and prepare for the winter."

Feng Ranhua said slowly.

A dozen or so refugees had joyful expressions on their dark faces.

The only doctor inside, doctor Qin Ling rubbed his old leg excitedly, looked at Miss Feng with bright eyes, and shouted: "Bodhisattva!"

The next day, dawn broke.

More than a dozen people came to the stone cave entrance of Fengranhua, but no one made a sound, waiting quietly for Miss Feng to wake up.

This time, I waited for more than two quarters of an hour.

Finally, the sound of footsteps came out of the cave.

Everyone looked together.

In the early morning mist, a piece of morning glow was set off and imprinted on the girl at the entrance of the cave, and it seemed to come with a thousand feet of light in an instant.

It was obviously still that big black face, but it was extremely dazzling.

Bai Qi's amber eyes lit up, and she murmured: "Duplicity sister, she is really good-looking."

"Sister Immortal!" five-year-old Hu Cheng shouted crisply.

Feng Ranhua looked around at Hu Chengqing: "Don't go there, little baby, and clean up the wild vegetables you have collected in the cave."

"Hey, I have a good relationship." The skinny Aunt Hu couldn't help but be happy.

The first rule of survival in the last days is to collect materials.

The first lesson of eschatology, identifying food.

In the chaotic end of the world, it is only for "survival".

Now that he came to this ancient time, he still had to teach others to work hard to survive, how much did people become softer with a different body?

Feng Ranhua, who didn't sleep well, arranged with a look of irritability.

The soldiers were divided into two groups, one led by Bai Qi to dig traps and hunt wild game.

Along the way, Fengranhua took the Detachment Army to dig wild vegetables at the foot of the mountain.

Everyone was so excited that they set off as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

For a while.

An old lady held up a spiny grass, "Miss Feng, can this kind be eaten?"

"cannot!"

The aunt looked at the fresh and tender weeds in embarrassment, it was quite juicy, what a pity.

Another furry kid came, holding a bunch of purple and black fruits, and asked with bright eyes: "Sister Feng, can this fruit be eaten?"

"cannot!"

"Wind girl..."

Seeing Feng Ranhua's face getting darker and darker, Qing Ling asked a few aunts to tell them to just dig the wild vegetables taught by the young lady.

It finally stopped.

Feng Ranhua leaped onto a tree, dangling with Erlang's legs hooked, and biting a cucumber in his hand.

The ancients were ignorant and lacked knowledge, so they knew that purslane, shepherd's purse, and dandelion could be eaten.

There are also fungus, Houttuynia cordata, bitter gourd, and gray vegetables, so many good wild vegetables, stock up quickly while you can still find lush ones.

When everyone picked up the three big baskets, they were as happy as Chinese New Year, and there was still a lot of discussion.

Feng Ranhua slowly jumped down from the treetops, looked around, and twitched the corners of his mouth.

When the locusts pass through the territory, not only the roots are lifted up, but even the broken roots of the fingernails and the withered leaves will not fall.

Go back to the cave, let the aunts wash it, teach them to boil it in boiling water, and prepare to dry it in the sun. Then cut it up, put it in a pocket, and keep it for the cat to eat.

This thing, especially with the wild animal meat of the last days, stewed in a big pot, it is fresh.

It's a pity that there is no meat that can compare to the wild animal meat in the secret realm of the last days.

Towards evening, the people who had gone into the deep mountains came back and hunted five pheasants and five rabbits, and the harvest was good.

"Kill them all!" Feng Ranhua picked up a rabbit, the meat was quite fat.

"what!!"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and an old lady strengthened her courage, "Why don't we raise them, and we will eat fresh ones then."

What the hell, the army is pressing down on the country at any time, everyone runs away at any time, and they still raise chickens and rabbits?
I'm afraid my brain didn't twitch.

Fengran Hua raised his eyebrows and his eyes showed a fierce look. Seeing this, the aunt picked up the pheasants and hares, and ran away briskly.

Qing Ling covered her small mouth and giggled.

When the aunts took the killed chickens and rabbits and the wind-dyed paintings, threw a bag of snow-white salt, and arranged for them to be smeared with salt and ready to be smoked.

"My God, fine salt?!"

"I can eat salt as white as snowflakes."

People who had never seen the world passed around a bag in disbelief.

Qing Ling curled her lips, with a proud face, our lady can make salt, and the salt is inexhaustible.

For dinner, Bai Qi roasted a roast chicken and brought it in. The roasted chicken was shiny and full of burnt aroma.

Feng Ranhua shouted at him:
"Come here, drink this bowl of ginseng soup. His body is weak like a paper man, and he has no good meat. I would be ashamed to say he is my younger brother."

"Hey." Bai Qi smiled, picked up the ginseng soup bowl, turned sideways and slowly tasted the top quality ginseng soup, a teardrop slipped from the corner of her eye and fell into the bowl, mixed with the ginseng soup.

He understood the word satisfaction.

This is the eighth bowl of top quality ginseng soup that Sister Feng cooked for him.

Feng Ranhua twitched his lips and chewed on the big chicken leg, retracted his eyes, and the thoughtful bastard, just a bowl of ginseng soup, returned tears.

(End of this chapter)