Reborn Nongmen Merchant Concubine

Chapter 41 Summer Bamboo Shoots
"Rabbit? Dad, didn't you go into the mountains to pick mulberries? Why do you still have time to catch rabbits?" Meng Yuan asked as she hugged the rabbit her father handed over.

"I don't know what's going on with this rabbit. I caught it at the pass of the mountain. If it looks like it's a job, I'll bring it back for you, so I can find you a companion!"

Meng Yuan is ashamed, even if she finds a partner, she must find a rhubarb or a cat girl, okay?This rabbit...she only likes its fur!

Meng Yuan felt the smooth hair under her hands, um, snow white and snow white, if this could be made into a scarf, it would definitely be warm in winter.

Xu felt Meng Yuan's inner thoughts, and the rabbit caught by Meng Yuan couldn't help but tremble.

"Oh, I originally went into the mountains to pick mulberry fruits, but when I went there, I found that there were only leaves left on the trees and the fruits were gone! Thinking that I couldn't come back empty-handed, I simply dug some wild vegetables deep into the mountains. Our family can eat them when we come here. Second, you can feed the rabbits."

"Well, Dad, did you see any other fruits in the deep mountains?"

The cycle of mulberries is inherently short, but since there are mulberry trees, there should be silkworms, but... so far, no one has ever seen silkworms raised.

"I didn't pay attention to other fruits, but I found a lot of bamboo shoots!"

"Bamboo shoots? Dad, are they in the mountains?"

Bamboo shoots are a good thing. You know, there was a kind of rice noodles in the previous life that was loved by the masses, and the most important ingredient was the seasoning made from pickled bamboo shoots!
If she brought back these bamboo shoots, marinated them into sour bamboo shoots and then made some rice noodles to sell in the town, it would be pretty good, right?As for mulberry, this seasonal thing is gone now, and it is impossible to make it into wine to preserve it. But bamboo shoots, it is the season for summer bamboo shoots, and it will be fine for a year after being pickled into sour bamboo shoots. !

"Father, take me into the mountains tomorrow. Let's pick the bamboo shoots. I want to pickle the bamboo shoots. I will make some food and sell them in the town."

There are sour bamboo shoots, peppers, fungus, and snails, but no yuba!It doesn't matter if the seasoning of this snail powder is a little bit, after all, the materials are limited!It's hot and sour, uh... What to do with the swelling, she wants to eat it now.

"It's time to eat, aren't you tired after a busy day?"

Mengxiong still wanted to talk to his daughter, but his wife, Mrs. Li, called for dinner!Their family has also eaten bamboo shoots before, but they are not very tasty, especially the waste oil, which is even more unpalatable without frying.But it can pad your stomach.Since the girl wanted it, he just took her to pick it.

Without the mulberries, Mengyuan thought of the snail noodles from her previous life just by eating the bamboo shoots.After pickling the sour bamboo shoots, I have to go to see where there are stone snails in the pond as raw materials.

Now that he has a way, and he has been hungry for a whole day, the food made by Mrs. Li tastes good.Mengyuan, who usually doesn't eat much, ate an adult's amount this meal!Mengxiong and his wife were frightened, and they were relieved only after Mengyuan repeatedly assured that nothing happened.

The family, now that they have money in their hands, are in a good mood.The problem of food and clothing has been temporarily solved, and the family's hope is becoming clearer and clearer!
A good night's sleep, the next morning the birds were chirping happily at the window.Thinking of going into the mountains to pick bamboo shoots today, Meng Yuan, who was still a little confused at first, became excited now.

"Father, mother, good morning!"

"Hey, Mengya, wake up? Come and eat something, we will go into the mountains together later, didn't you say you want to pick bamboo shoots? You can't get much, let your mother go in with you, the vegetable garden in the backyard I'll take care of you when my son comes back!"

"Well, listen to Dad's arrangement."

(End of this chapter)