Xianggong came from the mountains

Chapter 11 How to Make Money
Zhu Xiaochang grabbed a butterfly and walked over with a smile, leaned over to Xia Qinghe's side and placed the little butterfly on Xia Qinghe's head.

Xia Qinghe patted her head in disgust. The little butterfly was dead and fell to the ground. She didn't like the powder on the butterfly very much.

It's just that the butterfly fell to the ground and Zhu Xiaochang was dumbfounded. He looked at Xia Qinghe aggrievedly and said, "Qinghe, why did you get the butterfly off? It looks good on you."

Xia Qinghe was a little angry at first, but she felt guilty when she heard what Zhu Xiaochang said.

She lowered her head, glanced at the little butterfly on the ground, and let out a long sigh. She was a little angry just now, but now she is only helpless. The graves have been piled up, and everything that should be done has been done. Looking at the things here It's time to go back when you're done.

She patted Zhu Xiaochang on the shoulder with a pleasant face and said: "I don't like butterflies, so don't catch them for me in the future, you are hungry too, let's go back and cook."

When Zhu Xiaochang heard that he was happily following Xia Qinghe, he was so happy.

Although Chu's heart is very sad, but the matter has become a foregone conclusion, the most important thing now is to plan for the future life.

Just seeing the back of Xia Qinghe leaving, she took another look at the big tiger who was looking at Xia Qinghe's back in a stupid way, and kept in mind that she was afraid that this stupid son of hers had fallen in love with Xia Qinghe.

Back home, Xia Qinghe was extremely thirsty. It was not unreasonable for the Zhu family to choose this place to build a house. There was water dripping under the cliff behind the house, and the water dripped drop by drop in the dug pit. Also enough.

Xia Qinghe went to scoop up some raw water to drink, but he didn't dare to drink too much to moisten his throat, and then returned home.

The Zhu family only has sweet potatoes left now, and the thought of eating the sweet potatoes in the pig food pot makes her stomach a little uncomfortable. As for the roasted sweet potatoes, she doesn't want to eat them either. She has been eating roasted sweet potatoes every day in the cave, and she feels that her stomach is getting old. is in pantothenic acid.

Although Zhu Xiaochang is stupid, and although the Zhu family is poor, they are also the treasure in the hands of Mrs. Han. They have always been the ones who stretch out their clothes and eat their food. Before, Zhu Xiaochang didn’t think of Mrs. Han when she was hungry, but now when she is hungry, she immediately thinks of Mrs. Han. , with a mournful face, pulled Xia Qinghe's clothes and wailed: "I want my mother, I want my mother."

Xia Qinghe was a little annoyed by Zhu Xiaochang. Seeing that Zhu Xiaochang was so stupid that he didn't know what happened, she was actually a little wobbly. Zhu Xiaochang's head was confused. She had already seen it in the cave for a few days, at most five or six With the IQ of a [-]-year-old child, she really treats Zhu Xiaochang as a child after getting along with her.

She didn't answer Zhu Xiaochang's question, but asked in a low voice: "Are you hungry?"

Zhu Xiaochang nodded and rubbed his stomach: "Qinghe, let's eat steamed buns, shall we?"

There is only such a little thing in the house, and the millet in the sack must not be moved. The only thing that can be eaten is the sweet potato. Don't expect anything in the field this season. When thinking of the field, Xia Qinghe had a flash of thought. Before Zhu Dongmei When she mentioned leeks, she glanced at Zhu Xiaochang, who was very hungry, and said, "Do you know where your vegetable patch is? Take me there and I'll cook something delicious for you."

As soon as Zhu Xiaochang heard the delicious food, his eyes lit up, and he took Xia Qinghe's arm and walked out of the yard. Standing at the gate of the yard, Zhu Xiaochang pointed to a small vegetable patch below and said, "That's my family's vegetable patch, or my father's. Mother came out of the wasteland."

Xia Qinghe quickly took a few steps and jumped into the vegetable field. There are many leeks planted around the vegetable field. In this season, besides the leeks, there are also a few spring onions. When she saw the spring onions, she quickly pinched a few pieces, but she didn't dare to pull them out. As for the shallots, she feels distressed when she thinks that they will be gone if they are pulled out and eaten. Now this family can't afford such a waste. The leaves of shallots can still produce new leaves.

Seeing that Xia Qinghe had only pinched a few shallot leaves, Zhu Xiaochang was a little unhappy, and muttered, "Qinghe, didn't you tell me to cook something delicious for me?"

Xia Qinghe felt that Zhu Xiaochang had to be coaxed, just as patient as coaxing a child.

She pretended to be unhappy and said: "I said I can make delicious food for you, and I can make good food for you. Don't you believe me?"

Zhu Xiaochang hurriedly waved his hands and was very flustered: "No, no, Qinghe, I don't think so, I believe you can't do it?" He glanced at Xia Qinghe timidly.

Xia Qinghe was also hungry, so she went directly to the stove, and then went to the house to pick out a few sweet potatoes, peeled them, cut them into shreds and boiled them in the pot, and finally found an oil pot in the corner behind the stove.

The oil pot is made of ceramics, and there is a gap in the mouth, and it is a little dirty, so that when the bandits raided it, they didn't look at the oil pot at all, and because of this, the oil pot remained, and the inside of the oil pot Naturally, the oil remained.

She poured a little oil into the pot, and patiently cooked the sweet potatoes. When the shredded sweet potatoes turned into mud when touched, Xia Qinghe put a little salt in the pot, sprinkled chopped green onions and served Zhu Xiaochang a bowl. Start eating.

Zhu Xiao became interested when he saw that the sweet potatoes were different from what he usually eats, so he took a bite with chopsticks and thought the mashed sweet potatoes were delicious.

"Qinghe is delicious, really delicious." After speaking, he started to eat hungrily.

Because of hunger, Xia Qinghe cooked a lot, and seeing Zhu Xiaochang gobbling it up, he quickly persuaded him: "Slow down, there's still a lot in the pot."

After eating enough, Xia Qinghe had the energy to plan how to make money, and it was very important to bear the brunt of making money.

It's just that this place is too poor, and there are not many profitable businesses at all. Fishing in the river?she won't!Go up the mountain to cut firewood?Who to sell to!
In short, one solution after another flashed through her head, and then she denied it.

While cleaning up the blood stains left by Mrs. Han when she died, she raised her head and looked at the cliffs on three sides. She really thought of a way to make money.

There are high mountains on three sides of the village, yes, the mountains are very steep, yes, but these mountains are not impossible to climb, but because there is nothing useful on the mountains, and there is no prey, so few people go up, but there are still roads to go up the mountains of.

Herbs!That's right, picking herbs. She thinks she can give it a try. She knows herbal medicine and is very familiar with it. Her family used to be in the countryside, and her grandfather was a barefoot doctor in the village, and he used all the treatments of traditional Chinese medicine.

There are many Chinese medicines that are needed by her grandfather who went to the mountains to pick them up. Of course, she was with her grandfather when she was a child, and she was not very good at seeing a doctor. It's okay, but she knows all the herbs, not only recognizes them, but most importantly, she also knows how to prepare them.

　I wish everyone a happy Christmas Eve~
　　
　
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