Hua Muxi opened her eyes again, and the sky was already bright.

There was a gurgling sound in the stomach, and Hua Muxi sighed, this stomach is really not hungry at all!

Out of the broken house, Hua Muxi walked around, and there was a small well behind the house. Water is no longer a problem. But what about food? Hua Muxi's gaze shifted to the mountains farther away.

She was originally born in a mountain town, and when she was a child, she and her parents went up the mountain from time to time to dig wild vegetables and catch pheasants.

It seems that you can only try your luck in the mountains!

After making up her mind, Hua Muxi cleaned up the small dilapidated house, hid the only sweet potato in her arms with a basket on her back, and went into the mountains to hunt for food with her "fangs".

Walking up from the trail at the end of the village, over a dense bamboo forest, and after a few minutes of walking, you can see the lush and dense mountain forest, as well as the lofty mountains in the distance, and you can faintly hear the shouts of several woodcutters.

Hua Muxi didn't want to come into contact with the people in the village, so she took a deserted road that no one walked. The human voice gradually faded away, but the cry of the pheasant gradually became brighter.

The pheasant runs so fast that it can't be caught if you chase it directly. Hua Muxi dug a few traps next to the roots of old trees with animal footprints and puddles.

Go further into the woods. Soon, Hua Muxi stopped in a pine forest with lush vegetation and difficult to walk. Because of the distance and difficulty in walking through the village, few people come to cut wood, and the hunters do not come here because they go deeper.

Hua Muxi carefully peeled open the thick pine pile on the ground, and there were a few matsutake mushrooms that had opened their umbrellas. The appearance has been broken, but it is still rare and delicious.

Hua Muxi gently used a knife to pull the matsutake mushroom out of the pine pile, and then re-covered the pine pile and marked it so that it was easy to pick it next time.

Hua Muxi spent most of the day in this pine forest, picking less than half a basket of matsutake mushrooms, as well as other edible mushrooms.

She nibbled on sweet potatoes and drank cold water. Look deep into the jungle. The woods there are denser, and the voices of birds and beasts are louder, but after thinking about "The Classic of Mountains and Seas" and "The World is Wonderful", Hua Muxi decided not to go into the mountains recklessly.

She picked up some more dry wood and walked back.

As soon as I reached the puddle on the way back, I heard the chirping of birds, and I followed the sound and found that the sound was coming from the direction of the trap.

Hua Muxi quickly ran towards the direction of the trap, a pheasant with a long tail in the trap was caught by a straw rope, I don't know if it was desperately struggling too hard or what, the pheasant's neck was actually broken, hanging half a breath and whimpering, there were a lot of chicken feathers mixed with chicken blood around.

Although this scene is a bit bizarre, Hua Muxi still decided to take the pheasant away first.

She snatched the pheasant out of the trap, tied it up, and put it in a burlap bag. Then the trap was covered again with dirt, and the rope was re-secured. She went to look at the other traps, and there was no prey in them, but the traps had been destroyed.

The first time I set a trap, I was able to get a harvest, and Hua Muxi was already very satisfied.

Back at the dilapidated house, it was almost afternoon devotion.

Hua Muxi and sister-in-law Liu borrowed a hoe, first dug up some silt and repaired the small stove at the door of the broken house, the stove and the kang in the house are only separated by a wall, and after cooking on the stove, the house will be hot.

Then, Hua Muxi started the stove, boiled water, killed chickens, and bled out...... She'd never done anything like this before, and now she had to grit her teeth.

In the end, it took a lot of effort to pluck all the feathers of the pheasant. Cut the processed chicken into pieces, pass water to remove the blood foam, and put it back in the pot to simmer slowly.

The chicken was half-cooked, and she threw a couple of processed open-capped matsutake mushrooms. The heat is simmering slowly and there is a gurgling sound, and the rich aroma of meat spreads.

Finally, Hua Muxi threw a handful of washed purslane into the pot. The greasy soup becomes lighter.

Hua Muxi filled a big bowl of chicken and gave it to Sister-in-law Liu to taste. Sister-in-law Liu didn't want it, she knew Hua Muxi's difficulties, but she couldn't stand the pitiful gaze of her own iron egg. So I decided to change it with seasoning and flowers.

Sister-in-law Liu took out a small packet of salt and two pieces of old ginger, and also gave Hua Muxi a wooden bucket with a missing handle, and there were two bowls and two pairs of chopsticks in the bucket, "I see that you don't have anything to hold water except for a big wooden barrel, there is a wooden bucket without a handle, although you can't carry water, but you can still use it to hold water." ”

After thanking Sister-in-law Liu, Hua Muxi returned to her small dilapidated house.

At this time, the sky has been darkened, and a pot of purslane and stewed pheasant with matsutake mushrooms is also ready, and the rich aroma of meat adds a bit of warmth to this cold night.

Although there are only two seasonings, salt and ginger, the emphasis is on the freshness of the ingredients and the good craftsmanship of Hua Muxi, which is already the best meal she has eaten in this world.

Hua Muxi held the bowl and ate half of the pot full of pheasant, matsutake mushrooms and purslane.

In this era, the people of this place did not have any entertainment at night and went home to sleep as soon as it was dark.

Hua Muxi lay down in the quilt, listening to the crackling sound of firewood, thinking that she would go to the mountains tomorrow to take a turn, if she was lucky enough to catch two more rabbits or pheasants, she would take them to the county to sell, or dig some winter bamboo shoots to sell in the county seat, earn a little money to buy some salt and noodles back, and then go to see the market in the county seat, understand the market situation, and see what way to make money......

Thinking like this, Hua Muxi's consciousness gradually relaxed.

Suddenly, she heard the low panting of wild beasts outside the house, and the chewing of broken bones, which grew louder and louder, and finally seemed to be close at hand......