Chapter 50: Life is not easy

At this time, Yu Xiaohuan seemed to suddenly think of something, and this expression was stunned for a while before he eased up.

Where did the hook come from?

Yu Xiaohuan was instantly crushed by this discovery, she really couldn't think of anything that could replace such a small object as a fish hook.

It turned out that she was a new human in the 21st century, and she couldn't even make a fishing rod.

It's too hard!

"I'm such a waste material!"

Yu Xiaohuan muttered to herself, and walked into the water downstream in a daze, not knowing whether she wanted to wash the mud on her clothes or soak in the water to calm down.

I don't know how long it took, Wu Niang's voice came from upstream: "Taoxin, you really went to the water again, do you want this clothes to dry?" ”

"If you want it, you can't do it right away!" Yu Xiaohuan said with a smile on his face, and then walked slowly from the water to the shore.

"Let's go back." Wu Niang said while packing up her things.

Yu Xiaohuan approached the fish basket and asked, "How many fish did you fork?" ”

"Four-of-a-kind." Wu Niang said.

"Why don't we bake two here?" Yu Xiaohuan said touching her gurgling stomach and said, "I'm so hungry that I can't walk." ”

"I didn't bring a fire." Wu Niang said without hesitation.

Yu Xiaohuan looked incredulous, "No, didn't you ancients drill wood to make fire, flint to make fire, and even internal force to make fire?" No matter how I look at it, the trivial matter of making a fire will not be difficult for you. ”

Wu Niang's eyes flashed for a while before she said, "The ancients? Are you saying I'm old? Open your eyes wide to show me clearly, do I have wrinkles on my face, do I have gray hair on my head, and do I walk staggeringly? ”

That one...... Shouldn't the focus be on the methods of making fire? Yu Xiaohuan muttered in her heart, how could ancient women know that Stinky Beauty didn't like others to say that she was old?

Yu Xiaohuan took Wu Niang's hand and said a lot of good things sweetly, Wu Niang reluctantly smiled, but when Yu Xiaohuan mentioned the grilled fish on the spot, Wu Niang still refused.

After refusing, Wu Niang explained: "We have to go back early, because it will be troublesome to meet the wild wolves in the mountains later." ”

"There are wolves in this mountain?" Yu Xiaohuan couldn't believe her ears.

"yes, what's all the fuss about." Wu Niang said, lifting things and walking towards the way they came. Yu Xiaohuan was frightened by the news of the wolf, and hurriedly followed closely, and the words that were too hungry to walk just now seemed to have been left behind.

After walking for a long time and not getting home, she has been walking around the mountains, Yu Xiaohuan is tired and soft, and she doesn't look like a person when she walks, she wondered: "Wu Niang, when we came, didn't we go through this section?" ”

"You just found out?" Wu Niang turned around and said, "Let's go dig some wild vegetables first, and then go back." ”

"By the way?" Yu Xiaohuan couldn't cry or laugh, "Which way are you going, it's clearly a detour!" ”

Wu Niang glanced at Yu Xiaohuan, endured it for a while, but couldn't hold back, and said, "You don't bite and chew words with me here, as if I haven't studied." ”

Yu Xiaohuan thought to herself: It turns out that I am not only a waste material, but also an illiterate, it seems that I can only eat and wait for death in this era.

After leaving the mountains and forests and arriving at a wasteland, Wu Niang taught her to dig edible wild vegetables on the ground.

Yu Xiaohuan looked at the similarly looking plants on the ground and thought: Isn't this all grass? But she didn't dare to speak, so she had to dig silently according to the instructions, because she was already illiterate and didn't want to be an illiterate person with no common sense of life.

She dug her head down, and suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a pair of red eyes flickering in front of her, and when she looked closely, it was actually a gray rabbit.

As soon as she was happy, she immediately jumped up, pointed to the location of the little rabbit and told Wu Niang: "Look, there is a little rabbit there!" ”

But just as she turned around, the dagger in Wu Niang's hand flew like a lightning bolt in front of her eyes, and when she saw the rabbit again, the rabbit was already lying in the grass, with the dagger thrown out by Wu Niang on its body, and the blood stained the nearby weeds.

"Why are you ......" Yu Xiaohuan wanted to accuse Wu Niang of being too cruel, but her voice stopped dumbly. It dawned on her that this cute little rabbit was going to be their meal.

In a place where no one can have enough to eat, where is it possible to keep a baby rabbit in captivity? She has not lived in such an era since she was a child, has not experienced the hard years of others, and has not seen the scene of starvation on the road, so what is the right to blame?

Life is not easy, and you can only move forward when you have a full stomach.

"Why are you still stunned, let's pick it up quickly. We can finally have a good meal tonight. When Wu Niang said this, she didn't feel guilty or excited, and Yu Xiaohuan couldn't understand her inner emotional changes at this time.

Back at the inn, the inn was still deserted, and not a single guest passed by. Wu Niang seemed to be accustomed to this situation, and when she entered the door, she went directly to the backyard to cook on the fire, and got busy.

Yu Xiaohuan was embarrassed to be idle, so she leaned over to help. In the twenty-first century, when the equipment is so perfect, the tools are so convenient, and the materials are so complete, she has not cooked a few meals and done many housework. It seems that if she wants to live well in this era, she has to hug Wu Niang's thighs well.

After Wu Niang burned the rabbit to remove all the hair on the skin, she roasted it on a shelf, while Yu Xiaohuan helped to add fire and take care of it.

Yu Xiaohuan looked at the burnt rabbit and couldn't help asking, "Why don't we put some spices?" ”

"Spices? You want to be beautiful. Wu Niang said without looking back, and then threw the two fish into a pot of boiling water to boil.

Seeing this, Yu Xiaohuan widened his eyes and asked, "Are you cooking fish soup?" Don't you need to go to the scales? Wouldn't it be fishy to cook like this, and don't you need to put some ginger or something? ”

Wu Niang turned around and glanced at her inexplicably, not saying a word all night, as if she was accustomed to Yu Xiaohuan's inexplicable words.

Yu Xiaohuan floated in front of her a plate of braised fish, sweet and sour fish, grilled fish, sauerkraut fish, boiled fish, and the colorful pictures in her eyes tempted her to drool, but in a trance, what she smelled in her nose was a fishy smell, and then she turned her head and saw the boiled fish in the pot, and she was suddenly lost. She was a little unwilling, and wanted to make amends, rummaging in the kitchen, but she didn't find any spices, not even ginger, but green onions, so she grabbed a handful, twisted it and threw it into the pot.

Such a simple and crude remedy can only be made by waste materials like her.

The sun went down, night soon fell, and the rabbit was finally cooked.

Yu Xiaohuan seemed to forget that this was originally a lively and cute little rabbit, and devoured it. After two days of tossing and turning in this place, she finally had a full meal, although it didn't taste very good.