Zhang Daniu not only has the grace of delivering food to him, but also the captain, he is in charge of all the big and small things in this village, and Fang Xiaoyue also hopes to get some information to improve his life.

Although it is very cool to rely on the mountains to eat the mountains, but after the waterlogging and drought in the past few years, there is not much surplus food in the mountains.

A good thing like today, which gets ten catties of chestnuts in one go, may not be able to happen again in a short period of time.

When the sky gradually darkened, Fang Xiaoyue went to the captain's house with a small basket.

The captain Zhang Daniu was not at home, and he heard Yang Xiaohong say that there was something wrong with the educated youth, and the two educated youths had a quarrel, and as the captain of Forsythia Village, he naturally had to deal with it.

Fang Xiaoyue didn't inquire about the educated youth, put down the small basket and turned around and left.

Yang Xiaohong flipped through and saw the chestnuts inside, and immediately grabbed him: "Fugui, what do you mean?" ”

"Auntie, I found it on the mountain today, I ate three catties by myself, thinking that my younger brothers and sisters didn't have any snacks, so I brought it over."

Fang Xiaoyue naturally wouldn't say that it was given to Zhang Daniu's family, but just said it through the two children.

Yang Xiaohong heard that Fang Xiaoyue ate it by herself, and thought that the two children really hadn't enjoyed anything, although Zhang Daniu was the captain, he was also a farmer, and he went to the town to run errands last time with two children.

As a result, the two children drooled at the hard candy cubes sold by the supply and marketing cooperatives in the town, which made Yang Xiaohong feel uncomfortable.

In these years, there is a shortage of materials, and it is not easy to eat sugar.

In addition to asking for money, you also have to have sugar stamps!

The peasant family is not a worker in the establishment, where can there be such a luxury as sugar stamps, even if they are exchanged for sugar stamps, they do not have the heart to buy hard candy blocks, and it is better to buy more oil and salt if they have spare money.

Thinking of this, Yang Xiaohong grabbed Fang Xiaoyue's hand and couldn't help but loosen a little.

Fang Xiaoyue took the opportunity to get out and whispered: "Auntie, don't go out publicly, otherwise the eighth uncle will have to drag me to the street." ”

With that, he hurried away.

It was not for Yang Xiaohong to scream, not to scream, so he could only grit his teeth and carry the small basket back, thinking that it would be regarded as the end of a wish for the two children to quietly taste it at night.

Back at the grass house, Fang Xiaoyue peeled the remaining chestnuts and ate them, and after filling his stomach, he lay on the bed and thought about it.

As I said before, relying on the mountains to eat the mountains here can only be done occasionally, and the risk is too great.

Therefore, he needs to find a more reliable way, not only to fill his stomach, but also to make money.

He guessed that if Zhang Fugui was not only fed, but also had a good life, then after completing the main quest, he might get more fate points.

But as a 15-year-old teenager, it is really difficult to find a way, not to mention that this time is not the era of economic activity in the future, even if you go out to work, you can't find a unit to call it a day.

As for doing business or something, not to mention, it's all death.

If this is not the case, Fang Xiaoyue would compile some exquisite small baskets, carry baskets, etc., and sell them in the town and county, which may not be the way to get the first pot of gold.

After combing through his existing abilities and substances, Fang Xiaoyue found that in addition to the technology he had brought from the original world, there were only the three potatoes that were drawn from the dice.

What can you do with three potatoes?

I can't fill my stomach for a meal.

Besides, potatoes are not a rare thing in this era, and Forsythia Village has to grow potatoes every year, but because there is no detoxification, the yield is not high.

Fang Xiaoyue took the three potatoes out of the dice and looked at them, and shook his head, these potatoes were very big, like small pots, but he couldn't take out such potatoes.

It is strange that he is not suspected of having this good seed of potatoes for no reason, and it is more likely that he was reported for stealing the good seeds of the scientific research institute.

In that case, it's a big problem.

Besides, now it is a division of work system, everyone works together, as long as they work, they can do more and do less.

No matter how much potatoes are produced, he can't share much.

In the end, his idea fell on his own technology.

If you can enter any machine factory, you can get the most out of your technology.

And as a worker, eating national grain, and putting it in Forsythia Village is definitely not just as simple as being full, it is an iron rice bowl in everyone's mind!

If the boy is lucky enough to be admitted to the worker, he can be called a return to his hometown when he returns to the village, and he will glorify his ancestors.

But thinking about it, Fang Xiaoyue can only use it as a plan.

After all, in a place like Forsythia Village, it is too difficult to recruit workers or something.

The first thing people recruit is to require junior high school graduates!

A guy like Zhang Fugui who didn't even finish elementary school was eliminated as soon as possible.

Let's put it this way, there are only two junior high school graduates in Forsythia Village, one is the captain Zhang Daniu, and the other is the clerk Zhang Jianxin.

Like women's directors, militia company commanders, etc., all graduated from primary school.

No, it's good to be able to get rid of illiteracy and recognize a few hundred words these days.

Most of the children stay at home and help with farm work.

Taking the potatoes back into the dice, Fang Xiaoyue tried to put a sickle into the dice.

Well, there is a space in the dice, so what a low-quality toolbox, potatoes are all in it.

This gave him some whimsical ideas, and wouldn't it be useful to be able to put some of the things in this plane into the dice.

But when he tried and failed, he realized that things in reality can't be put into the dice, only things drawn from the dice can be put in.

In this way, he was really disappointed.

If the dice space can't fit into real things, its utility is reduced a lot.

Of course, even so, the dice space is still very useful.

Potatoes are okay, but if the inferior toolbox is brought with it and is seen, it will be very troublesome.

The next morning, he got up early, ate the last bit of chestnut, and then took his sickle and went up the mountain again.

For him, this kind of precarious life, he really has a little uncomfortable.

If he can't find food up the mountain, it means that he will starve.

There was a light rain at night, and the mountain road was a little slippery, but the fragrance of plants on his face made him feel a lot more energetic.

After going up the mountain, Fang Xiaoyue rushed straight towards the nearest trap.

If it rained last night, whether the trap could work and whether it could catch the prey, he really had a drum in his heart.

Bypassing the air roots that spread from the two banyan trees, Fang Xiaoyue saw that the stone trap he had arranged on a certain beast path had turned into a pile of rags.

As a lethal weapon for the trap, the stone had fallen to the ground, the thatched straw rope had become scattered, and there were still many signs of struggle near the trap.

It is clear that this trap is to catch the prey.

However, due to a light rain, the grass rope was soaked by the rain and became loose, and the stones fell early, which eventually allowed the prey to escape.

After looking around next to each other, five of the eight traps disintegrated on their own due to the rain, and three caught the prey, but the prey ran away.

However, after he went in the other direction, he was pleasantly surprised, and his alertness came into play, and he heard a cry from a trap in the distance.

According to Zhang Fugui's memory, this should be a mountain mouse!

The mountain rat referred to here is not a simple vole, but a unique kind of rat in Dalong Mountain, its body size is larger than that of the house mouse, like to eat grass seeds, wild fruits, habits like to be clean, so its flesh is delicious, with its own fruity aroma.

It is said that hundreds of years ago, this mountain rat was called a small mountain porpoise and was sent as a tribute to the Imperial Palace for the emperor to eat.

But what has left the hunters in vain is that the mountain rat is extremely alert, has a well-developed sense of hearing, and tends to burrow quickly into burrows or tree canopies when approached.

In such a situation, those hunters, even with their hounds, would have very little to gain.

Worried that the trap would disintegrate due to the mouse's struggle, Fang Xiaoyue rushed over in a big stride.

It just so happened that the mountain rat was about to get out of trouble, and he grabbed it in his hand.

I don't know how many good things this mountain rat has eaten, it is more than two laps bigger than ordinary mountain rats, and it is fat all over, almost the same size as an adult orange cat.

Fang Xiaoyue killed the mountain rat as soon as he caught it.

This is also a helpless thing, this mountain rat is too flexible, and his fur is so soft that he can barely grasp it with both hands.

Weighing it with his hand, Fang Xiaoyue showed a smile on his face, this mountain rat deserves the name of a little mountain dolphin, such a one weighs at least seven or eight catties.

Remove the fur, bones, and internal organs, and there should be three or four catties of meat left!

For a teenager who has been hungry for a long time, this is undoubtedly a big gain!

Think about it, even if you are a worker in the city, one person will only have two taels of meat tickets a month!

Fang Xiaoyue didn't eat anything good in the small plane of the Three Kingdoms, there are only two cooking methods there, one is barbecue, the barbecue method of sprinkling a little salt, and the other is boiling, and the boiled white water meat is also sprinkled with a little salt.

For those military generals of the Three Kingdoms, such meat is already a delicacy.

But for Fang Xiaoyue, who comes from a modern rich society, the white and greasy meat in front of him is a fishy smell rushing to his nose, and whoever eats it knows what it will taste like.

Due to the light rain that had just fallen, Fang Xiaoyue walked around the woods a few times and found a few clumps of porcini mushrooms that had just grown out.

Porcini mushrooms are a rare delicacy in later generations.

Put the mountain rat and porcini mushrooms into the back basket, picked some thatch for weaving and covered it, and carried two bundles of dry firewood that were somewhat moist, Fang Xiaoyue went home.

His cover-up was effective.

On the way back, I happened to meet Liu Sanmu, who was herding cattle in the village.

This Liu Sanmu is a well-known big mouth in the village, and he likes to spread gossip more than those three aunts and six women, and likes to take advantage of small advantages, I heard that he often steals buffalo corn feed back, but he is not caught.

"Rich? How did you get up the mountain? Did you find anything good? ”