If you're hungry, pick some wild vegetables to eat.

But he lay at home for most of the afternoon today, and didn't do anything, so there were no wild vegetables.

As a last resort, Fang Xiaoyue could only retract her belt vigorously, scoop up another scoop of cold water, and drank it with a clatter, barely extinguishing a little hunger.

Continue to go back to the house to sleep, Fang Xiaoyue went back to the house and fell on the bed, desperately hypnotizing herself.

When this black light is blinding, it is impossible to pick wild vegetables.

Lying on the bed stiffly, half-asleep, Fang Xiaoyue, who was suffering from hunger, couldn't help but feel a sense of joy in her heart when she heard a rooster crow.

He used to hate rooster crows because he had to get up and work when they crowed.

As a 15-year-old teenager, this is a normal thought.

But at this time, Fang Xiaoyue completely forgot the disgust for the rooster in Zhang Fugui's memory, but got up happily and went straight to the captain Zhang Daniu's house.

Although Fang Xiaoyue was a little embarrassed to go to someone else's house early in the morning to eat, he clearly knew that he would really starve to death in this year!

At this time, the sky was not yet bright, hazy, and the light cast from the sky barely allowed Fang Xiaoyue to see the dirt road under his feet clearly.

But one by one, the people of the village began to get up to the sound of the rooster and got busy.

Smoke slowly rises from every house.

Some farmers who got up early even wafted the aroma of grains in their homes.

Captain Zhang Daniu's house is located in the center of the village, and Fang Xiaoyue's thatched hut is at the edge of the village.

By the time he walked to Zhang Daniu's house, he was already out of breath, and hunger not only brought stomach pain, but also made him weak.

With a creak, the courtyard door of Zhang Daniu's house opened.

"It's rich, come in, Auntie cooked a big corn cob today."

A middle-aged woman wearing a patched red cotton jacket saw Fang Xiaoyue when she opened the door, and hurriedly pulled him in.

This is Zhang Daniu's wife Yang Xiaohong, because she has a good relationship with Zhang Fugui's mother, she is very enthusiastic to see Zhang Fugui.

If this is not the case, even if Zhang Daniu is the captain, there is not much surplus food at home, if he always asks Zhang Fugui to come over for dinner, which daughter-in-law will not be angry?

Compared with Zhang Fugui's thatched house, the captain Zhang Daniu's family is naturally much better.

Entering the door is a farmer's yard, there are two hens pecking, although it looks a little dilapidated, but the main house and the wing house are brick and concrete structure, more than a hundred times stronger than the grass house!

There is no need to describe too much about the experience of rubbing rice at Zhang Daniu's house, that is, the corn cob last year's goods were put too dry, so that after cooking, there was a dry and strange taste.

But even so, Fang Xiaoyue also did three in one go!

It's not that he has a small appetite, but Yang Xiaohong cooked a total of ten corn cobs, Zhang Daniu, Yang Xiaohong's two each, six-year-old son Zhang Weidong two, three-year-old daughter Zhang Xiaohui one, and the remaining three were eaten by him.

He's already eaten the most.

After thanking the captain and his family, Fang Xiaoyue went back to the thatched house.

The first thing he did when he got back to the thatched hut was to grab a scythe and walk towards the nearby Dalong Mountain.

Although she had already eaten three corn cobs, Fang Xiaoyue was still a little hungry.

This half-sized child eating poor Lao Tzu is not for fun, not to mention that Fang Xiaoyue's body has been in a state of hunger for a long time, and there is no oil and water, so just three corn cobs really fill the gap between the teeth.

No, he was thinking about going to the mountains to find something to eat to fill his stomach.

Luckily, three corn cobs are somewhat useful.

At least he didn't feel his legs go weak when he went up the mountain, and even the strength in his body recovered a lot.

Although Zhang Fugui's body was very thin and weak, not at all like a fifteen-year-old child, at most less than twelve years old, but with the continuous fusion of Fang Xiaoyue's own body and this body, at least one-fifth of his original strength was brought into this body.

This allowed him to completely exceed the limits of a fifteen-year-old boy.

If there was to be a comparison, his current strength was almost as beautiful as that of an adult man.

This kind of strength makes it easier for him to go up the mountain, so that he will not be out of breath while walking, and he will take one step and rest three steps.

Zhang Fugui's hunting skills are completely too hungry to be tempered, and it is impossible to say how powerful they are.

If the hunting is divided into three levels, upper, middle and lower, Zhang Fugui's hunting skills are probably a little better than the bottom.

But the next one, catch some rabbits, mountain rats or something.

Due to the climate, Dalong Mountain is a little arid, and many of the vegetation on the mountain is slightly dry and yellow, and it looks completely green like in spring.

In the process of going up the mountain, Fang Xiaoyue used the thatch on the side of the road to make some straw ropes.

After that, he walked and observed, found some animal paths that small animals like to pass through, and made some simple traps out of straw ropes and stones.

These traps were attached to Zhang Fugui's hunting skills after they were temporarily granted.

To say that Zhang Fugui would do these traps before, but it was definitely not as delicate as Fang Xiaoyue.

After laying out more than twenty traps, Fang Xiaoyue focused on the flowers and trees he saw along the way.

At this time, it is after spring ploughing, and it is the season when everything grows luxuriantly.

Therefore, it is impossible for Fang Xiaoyue to find some wild fruits that only appear in autumn.

But after going some distance deep into the mountains, he saw a chestnut tree about twenty meters high!

The most important thing is that there are still some chestnuts left on the tree.

Chestnut is an extremely sweet food, rich in starch, and contains nutrients such as monosaccharides and disaccharides, carotene, thiamine, riboflavin, etc.

However, due to this era, all the output was owned by the collective, and the villagers were not allowed to go into the mountains to hunt and gather without permission.

Otherwise, Fang Xiaoyue suspected that it would be impossible for the chestnuts on this tree to be preserved at all.

After all, Zhang Fugui is in a state of hunger, and the villagers in Forsythia Village and even other villages will not be happy, people are hungry, and sometimes they don't care about many things.

However, Fang Xiaoyue did not rush to the tree to pick chestnuts, but first picked some slightly dried rattans, cut them into strips of uniform thickness with a sickle, and then used these strips to weave a back basket.

The memory of weaving the back basket is in Fang Xiaoyue's mind, and with the addition of the expertise in manufacturing items, the back basket compiled by Fang Xiaoyue looks extremely exquisite.

If you put it in twenty or thirty years, it can be called a handicraft on the Internet.

Although Fang Xiaoyue was surprised that his expertise in making items could also be added to this basket, he was already hungry and didn't have more time to appreciate his masterpiece, but spat at the foam on his hand, and then staggered up the tree, picked clumps of chestnuts from the tree, and put them in the basket.

But what made him a little disappointed was that there were not many chestnuts on the tree, and all the light was bright, so he put less than five catties in the back basket.

This is also normal, the chestnut thing fruit period is from August to October, and after more than five months of wind and sun, it is already very good that so much can be retained on the tree.

However, Fang Xiaoyue was not satisfied, and searched under the tree for a while, picking up some chestnuts that had not yet rotted, which increased the number of chestnuts in the back basket a lot, about ten catties.

Carrying the basket full of hope, Fang Xiaoyue continued to walk around the mountain.

In the following time, he found wild pepper trees, dogwood, ginger and other spice plants.

These are the common knowledge of the villagers of Forsythia Village.

They have lived at the foot of this mountain for thousands of years, and it is not surprising that they know this.

Although Fang Xiaoyue's current food reserves didn't need these seasoning plants at all, he still picked a lot.

The next plan is to sell these spice plants on the black market in the county, for a little money.

After that, he began to descend the mountain.

Those traps are now left alone.

Most of the animals in the mountains are nocturnal.

In the process of descending the mountain, he picked some dry firewood and filled the basket.

That way, even if someone saw him coming down from the mountain, there wouldn't be too many problems.

The big deal is to go collect firewood.

Fang Xiaoyue planned to come tomorrow morning to check the traps, and find some food to go back by the way.

After cautiously dodging back to the grass hut, he breathed a sigh of relief.

This era is not as good as later generations, if Fang Xiaoyue's behavior is seen and reported, the captain Zhang Daniu may not be able to protect him.

Cutting a small tail is not a joke.

It is possible to march on the streets at best, or send them to prison for several years.

As a traverser, Fang Xiaoyue does not have the courage and stupidity to challenge the status quo for the time being.

Finding two wooden barrels, he went to the village well several times, filled the water tank, washed the iron pot that was missing, put some water, and poured all the chestnuts into it.

Due to the exuberant fire, it didn't take long for steam to rise in the pot.

It wasn't until all the chestnuts in the pot cracked that Fang Xiaoyue put out the stove and fished out the chestnuts.

Although the boiled chestnuts are not as fragrant as the fried chestnuts, he really can't find clean sand, let alone stir-fry the chestnuts with rice.

In these days, if anyone uses rice to fry chestnuts, it is estimated that they will immediately be dragged out of the streets with wasted food.

Everyone can't eat enough, and if you play with these things, you're going to die.

In any case, the sweetness and satiety of this boiled chestnut after entering the mouth are completely incomparable to corn on the cob.

Because she had eaten three corn cobs before, Fang Xiaoyue ate three catties of chestnuts, and her stomach was slightly full.

Of course, if you have to eat them, you can eat half of these chestnuts.

For a body like Fang Xiaoyue, who has never eaten enough, it is too easy to eat five catties of chestnuts.

However, he had a plan.

Leaving about three catties of chestnuts for dinner and breakfast, Fang Xiaoyue used grass stems to weave a small basket and put them on the remaining two catties of chestnuts, and hurriedly went to Zhang Daniu's house.