The King of Quick Transmigration took the wrong cannon fodder script!

On the way back to the tribe, looking at the fifth lady of the Xian family who was walking ahead, who was still scratching her forehead after applying the medicine, Miss You asked worriedly.

"Aniang, does Xian Lang's herbal ointment work?"

The three-no-herb ointment brought by the wife of the head of the Xian family was contained in a wild ox horn.

It is dark in color and smells foul.

Digging it out is really similar to Xiang!
Forgive her for not flattering her, let alone trust its curative effect.

"Probably works! We don't walk in the depths of the forest on weekdays, at most we can meet a few mosquito mothers, and they are shot to death before they can fly to them. Only the men hunting in the forest, who fell asleep, From time to time, I will be bitten and scratched for a few days, and it will be fine. I can't bear the itching, so I apply this medicine, and it will be healed in a day or two at most!"

"Then go back and ask Dad to change some more herbal ointment! Brother, isn't he going to go to Neishan to practice on the first day of next month? Bring them all to him!" Since it is effective, of course she can't dislike it (mainly not for her own use) ).

Mrs. Zhao nodded straightly when she heard the words: "Hey! There are a lot of mosquito mothers in the valley with long rags. It's a bit strange to ask your father to tell everyone to prepare more ointment."

"Lang Xian's family also changed some trauma medicines, but they didn't go desperately for training, so they don't have to worry about running out of firewood if they keep the green hills."

"You're right, I don't care what other people teach their sons, your eldest brother can't do anything wrong!"

Undoubtedly, the eldest son has an extraordinary status in Zhao's heart.

"Yeah, let's help brother think carefully"

Mrs. You was anxious for her elder brother. They had only wandered around the outermost part of the forest for two days, and four of them were injured by poisons to varying degrees.

What would it be like to stay in the deep mountains and old forests for a month?
No matter how many younger brothers there are, they have been raised until they are 13 years old. Can you not feel distressed if you are folded in it?

What's more, he is still such a good brother to her!
On the way back to the tribe, Mrs. You learned to recognize: the growing environment of wild vegetables such as ground gourd, bitter cabbage, sauerkraut, and sugar beet, how to pick and process their edible parts, as well as their methods and special medicinal effects.

Some wild vegetables are parasitic on big trees, the fruits of some wild vegetables are buried in the soil, and more grow in clumps of weeds.

Field teaching is so random, you recognize what you encounter.

I don't know if the ancestors were too lazy to name it, or if the wild vegetables here have never been seen before, and the wild vegetables are named according to their taste.

Simple, brutal and easy to teach.

In addition to wild vegetables, I also saw a lot of wild fungi. The women in the "giant pit" are almost a walking "wild fungus encyclopedia".

Here, the colorful "russula" stewed pheasant belongs to the No.1 food list.

There are also many gray and black fungi that cannot be eaten.

The women have repeatedly emphasized that several types of wild fungi are the most popular with poisonous ants. If you don't pay attention, there are nests of poisonous ants under the raised dirt piles.

There are too many things to pay attention to, too many, I can’t remember them all, I can’t remember them all!

Little ladies have limited brain capacity, and no one has the ability to remember with a photograph.

The aunt of the Zhao family made the final concluding statement: "In short, nothing is more important than my own life. I can't remember all of them, so I picked the few bacteria that I can recognize most easily, and it's best to bring them back. Give your aunt a pass."

"call"

Let me tell you earlier, the little ladies collectively let out a sigh of relief, and the ninth cousin winked at her eldest cousin.

A group of people just walked, stopped, and learned, and returned home an hour before the evening meal.

Hearing the movement, her two concubine mothers, one holding Miss You and the other wiping her hands, came out from the gate of the mud courtyard.

Erniang took the big bag of rags that Mrs. Zhao had brought back, and immediately began to tidy them up.

The sticky rag seeds only need to be soaked in a wooden barrel to pick them, and they can be refreshed and not sticky.

You have to continue soaking after you take it off, and change the water several times in the middle.

It is said that it will take two or three days to start cooking. After cooking for an hour, add salt to marinate, let it cool, and then put it in an earthen jar and seal it for storage.

Think of wild boar stew in rag seed sauce from memory.

Tsk tsk, I am so hungry that I am drooling.

Mrs. You spent four pieces of sour candied millet cake with candied dates, and got two rua head decompression tool babies. The two babies were almost hanging on her lap as pendants.

After the three siblings have finished eating and Rua's Rua is finished, it's almost time for dinner.

"Sister, I also want to sit and eat!" Xiao Jiu fluttered her big phoenix eyes, tugged at her sleeves, and looked at her eagerly.

"What is Dundun?" Someone's brain circuit couldn't keep up with a three-year-old cub, and he looked confused.

Xiao Jiu got stuck, and Xiao Ba added after seeing this: "Didn't sister ask Dad and brother to do it yesterday?!"

Mrs. You rubbed her younger brother's head hard: "Little idiot, it's not a prick, it's called a stool! Daddy finished it so quickly? Sister's stool is not suitable for you with short legs!"

"Sister is bad, Xiaojiu sits solidly, and her legs are not short!" Xiaojiu was not convinced, she tilted her head and pouted, thinking that sister was stingy and didn't want to sit for him.

"Then let's go, my sister will show you what it is - high and low do not match."

As soon as the three siblings entered the main room, they saw the whole family gathered around to look at the rare "stool" that was just baked in the afternoon.

Seeing Father You's triumphant display of works, Mrs. You pressed her forehead and was speechless.

What did she say to the two gas tanks just now?
High and low do not match!

Just take a look at it like this, ouch, it really fits well!

The square stool with a simple Dingma structure without a backrest made by his father will be called a children's chair in future generations!
The height of her dining table is really suitable for eating.

That's right, now we have grown to the 1.7 meters we are thinking about, is it appropriate to sit on such a low stool?

"Girl, you come! You come!" Father Youa saw the rightful owner, and as if offering a treasure, he pulled her to the stool and showed her proudly. "It's very stable, indeed sitting is much more comfortable than kneeling!"

"Father, don't you think these two stools are a bit low?" Someone said while gesturing between his own height and the height of the stool.

"Where is it low? Try it, it's just right for sitting and eating." He is really smart, he didn't listen to his daughter's blind instructions, and compared it with his own meal table.

"But if I want to sit like this, my legs can't be straightened, and my legs are bent and numb after eating dinner. I don't have to worry about making the stools taller. At worst, you can make our dining table higher! The dining table and stools are low. It can be used by the eighth and ninth brothers."

Xiaoba and Xiaojiu listened to sister's words, and each of them grabbed a low stool, buttocks stuck to it and couldn't get off. They proudly raised their chins to demonstrate to their brothers.

How much you deserve to be beaten.