Portable Space: Small Peasant Girls Farm to Get Rich

Chapter 2 I can eat enough
"Jiangbei, no sister will take you with you in the future, so you are not allowed to go to the back mountain."

Liu Qingcao looked at the exposed parts of herself and Liu Jiangbei, with red bumps, and told Liu Jiangbei.

Liu Jiangbei blinked his big black eyes, nodded, closed his lips tightly, and did not speak.

Liu Qingcao didn't dare to delay, she got up and cleaned up the bamboo shoots in the basket.

Boil them first, then dry them in the sun if you can’t finish them, and cook them when you have nothing to eat, which is also a meal.

This family is really poor, there is not a bucket for water, and there is no kitchen knife, Liu Qingcao thinks that she should be the most unlucky one in time travel.

To be honest, in her previous life, she did not have a high degree of education, and she could only go to an ordinary university with marginal scores. To put it bluntly, she is an ordinary doctor and nurse from the countryside. She needs ability and experience. After all, Her internship period hasn't ended yet, so she's here...

Goldfinger, that nonsense thing, I don't know where to hide and seek, there is no one in sight!
If you say a thousand words and ten thousand things, you still have to rely on yourself.

There is not much firewood next to the earthen stove. When the original owner's parents are gone, the family's basic daily necessities are still relatively complete.

It's just that, after a long time, the son of a bitch from this family came to pick up wool, and the son of Tie Zhu from that family came to borrow something, and finally broke some, and it became like this.

After a long time, there is nothing to take advantage of, and those villains no longer come to the door.

Liu Qingcao shook her head, picked up the clay pot, and went to the river not far away to fill a jar full of water.

Fire with flint and cook the bamboo shoots.

A large basket of bamboo shoots, and a small earthenware pot, forced to burn all the firewood before cooking the bamboo shoots.

Seeing that the bamboo poles were covered with yellow and green shoot tips, Liu Qingcao smiled happily.

"There's no more firewood, Jiang Bei. Look at the bamboo shoots. I'll go and pick up some firewood. After a while, let's eat mushroom and bamboo shoot soup."

"Sister, don't worry, I will watch." Liu Jiangbei squatted under the bamboo poles where the bamboo shoots were drying, with the corners of his mouth raised, revealing fairly neat teeth.

Their home is close to the back mountain, and they can reach the woods in just a few steps.

There is no dry firewood on the ground, so Liu Qingcao can only climb trees to get down the dry branches.

The tree is too big to be hugged, too small, and Liu Qingcao is afraid of falling down accidentally.

Can only jump up and down one by one, without a knife, this is the most uncomfortable place for Liu Qingcao.

"If you have a knife, you can cut larger branches. It's really inconvenient. When you have money, you must buy a knife and come back."

Carrying a large bundle of dry firewood, Liu Qingcao went down the mountain, surrounded by barren rocky land, no one was planting anything, her family was hanging at the end of the village, and often no one was seen.

Liu Qingcao felt that it would save trouble, those who encouraged children to take advantage of them, if they came again, she would have to give her a good beating, they are really worse than a bunch of rubbish, falling into the stones.

After running back and forth a few times, Liu Qingcao came back with a lot of dry firewood. The three thatched cottages hadn't been repaired for a long time, and the firewood cottage was a bit dilapidated, but as long as there is no heavy rain, it will be fine!
The kitchen is not big, but it is empty. The living room is slightly larger, and there are two wooden beds, one big and one small, a broken wooden cabinet, and a set of old tables and chairs.

The ground is full of potholes and dirt, and most of the dirt walls are exposed to the wood that fixes the foundation inside. The colors are different, and the whole house looks dilapidated!
Although it is not yet collapsed, it can be regarded as a real dilapidated house!

Liu Qingcao: The task is arduous.

The firewood was picked up, Liu Qingcao was hungry, really hungry, if she didn't eat anymore, she thought she wouldn't be able to hold on.

After being hyperactive, you are exhausted and weak, as if you have been injected with something.

The water for cooking is river water. People in Shihe Village use river water. There are no mountain springs on the mountain, and the willows and grasses are not pretentious. Anyway, there is no choice now.

A pot of soup with mushrooms and bamboo shoots was cooked. It had no salt or taste, but she and Liu Jiangbei thought it was very fragrant.

"Sister, it smells so good!" Liu Jiangbei took a sip of the soup, his eyes were crooked when he smiled, he thought it was delicious, and the taste was indescribable.

Liu Qingcao took a sip of the soup, and it was really delicious. The umami taste of the mushrooms in the soup and the fragrance of the bamboo shoots made it really delicious.

This meal can be regarded as a long drought and dew, Liu Qingcao thought.

After eating and drinking enough, Liu Qingcao was very satisfied.

The remaining bamboo shoots can be eaten for two days. In the two days, she has to find other things to make money. Don't think about it now.

In those time-travel novels, those who buy food recipes or sell blueprints need a good opportunity, and it is not so easy for people to accept novelties.

What's more, with her current body, she might die on the way to the town.

Ten or twenty miles away, just kidding!
Go to the river to pick up some screw crabs, it's a piece of meat anyway.

It's going to be dark for a while, so let's do it, Liu Qingcao picked up the basket and took Liu Jiangbei to go out.

The river is a few hundred meters away from home. The Stone River, as the name suggests, is a river with a lot of stones. The village head is okay, with a lot of soil covering it. .

Liu Qingcao didn't dislike it, there were many rocks, no one was planting things, so there were few people, and there were few people to do those little things in the river, which was convenient for her.

Liu Qingcao looked at the river, which was ten catties wide, and the depth was not that deep, just as far as her knees. There were small fish in it, and it was not easy to catch them without tools.

Seeing that he couldn't catch it, Liu Qingcao decided to make a fish basket and come back tomorrow.

Come here, Liu Qingcao won't just go back like this, Liu Qingcao didn't let go of the screws crawling on the stone, and put them into the basket together with Liu Jiangbei.

Big or small, as long as she thinks it's okay, she doesn't let it go!
I haven't seen crabs, but there are small river shrimps, and I can't catch them...

By the river, Liu Qingcao packed up all the small snails, smashed pieces of white and tender snail meat with stones and put them in the basket.

Liu Jiangbei stood by the river and waited quietly for her.

"Jiangbei, there is half a bowl of meat. When we go back, we will pour it into the charcoal fire and roast it. The fishy smell will not be so strong."

Liu Qingcao took Liu Jiangbei's hand and talked to him as he walked.

This screw, without seasoning, is not tasty no matter how you make it, but the taste of the roast is much better.

Back home, Liu Qingcao added a lot of firewood to the stove and filled the pot with half a pot of water to keep it burning.

When the fire was almost ignited, Liu Qingcao divided the snail meat into different sizes, poured all the big ones into the charcoal fire, and put the small ones beside the charcoal fire, and slowly roasted them.

Seeing that it was almost done, Liu Qingcao kept pulling the snail meat in the charcoal fire with a stick, so as not to be roasted into charcoal if he didn't pay attention.

"Okay, Jiangbei, come and eat."

Liu Qingcao drove the big snail meat out of the charcoal ashes to dry, while the small ones continued to roast.

Pick up a piece of black snail meat, blow off the ash on it with Liu Qingcao, put it in your mouth, it is soft and has a meaty smell, without any fishy smell!
Eating it as a snack can still fill your stomach.

Liu Jiangbei also picked up a piece, imitated Liu Qingcao and blew it, then put it in his mouth and began to chew.

"Sister, sister, it's delicious and tastes like meat."

"It's meat, how can you still eat grass!?" Liu Qingcao was amused by Liu Jiangbei.

"Then I'll go pick it up tomorrow, so I won't be hungry in the future." Liu Jiangbei raised his dark face, looked at Liu Qingcao, and waited for her to speak.

"Jiangbei, why don't we pick up screws tomorrow, let's catch fish, there are small fish in the river, just wait for my sister to make a basket for catching fish."

Liu Jiangbei nodded, he kept chewing on the screw meat, but he was thinking about the fish that Liu Qingcao was talking about.

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