The stone village is close to the mountains and rivers, and there are mountain mushrooms on the mountains, which can be picked and sold for money.

It's a great way to make money.

Ruoshui thought as he walked forward with the wooden basin in his arms.

Soon back at home.

The stepmother Zhou was standing at the door of the house, knocking melon seeds and looking at her with slanted eyes.

"Isn't it just washing two pieces of clothes? It was only now washed well. Hurry up and cook for me! I want to starve the three of us to death! ”

In the face of Zhou's scolding, Ruoshui ignored it.

"Okay, mother, I'll go cook."

Ruoshui dried the clothes on the drying rack and went to the kitchen.

The kitchen was empty.

She rummaged for a long time before she found a small jar of rice mixed with sorghum rice.

She brushed the pot, poured the grain mixed with sorghum rice and rice into the pot, and cooked the rice on the fire.

Then she carried the basket to the garden at the back, hoping to pick some fresh vegetables.

"What are you going to do?"

At this time, Zhou stopped her angrily.

"Mother, I'll go pick some vegetables in the vegetable garden. Come back and stir-fry and eat. ”

Zhou was very angry, "The vegetables in the vegetable garden are all used to sell for money, can you eat them?" ”

"Then we're not going to eat vegetables?" Ruoshui asked.

At this time, Zhou walked into the kitchen and moved out a clay pot from the corner.

I opened the clay pot and took out two black pickle gnocchi from inside.

'I'm afraid of karma', Zhou threw the pickle pimple on the board, and scolded and said, "Eat pickles!" Save me some food, there aren't many pickles left this year! ”

"Okay, mother!"

Zhou swaggered out of the room.

Ruoshui took the two pickles on the board and looked at them in his hands.

I put it under my nose and sniffed it, and I couldn't help frowning.

"What is this? Can you eat it? ”

Ruoshui thought for a while, then cut the pickles into shreds, put them in a hot pan and fried them without adding oil.

As long as the heat is well mastered, the aroma of the pickles is stimulated, and the taste is good enough.

Soon, Wakasui put the prepared meal on the table.

"Wow, today's sorghum rice seems to be extraordinarily fragrant!" Dabao and Xiaobao said in surprise.

"Even today's pickles are exceptionally delicious!"

Ruoshui smiled and served rice to Dabao and Xiaobao, and then sandwiched pickles to them.

"Quick, let's eat! Eat more if it's delicious, you're all growing up. Ruoshui said.

Dabao and Xiaobao ate happily.

"Well, it's delicious!"

"It smells so good!"

As soon as everyone started eating, Zhou scolded and scolded: "What do you eat more?" I don't have much to eat at home, so if I eat more, I won't have anything to eat tomorrow! ”

Everyone glanced at Zhou, did not speak, and continued to eat.

Zhou watched everyone eat, she also picked up chopsticks and took a bite.

At the moment when the sorghum rice was put in his mouth, Zhou's eyes instantly lit up.

It's delicious, it's delicious!

Zhou gobbled it up with the big guy.

After eating, Ruoshui washed the dishes and chopsticks, and then went out with the bamboo basket on his back.

After Zhou saw it, he asked dissatisfiedly: "What are you going to do?" ”

Ruoshui replied: "Anyway, it's the time of farming, and I have nothing to do at home, so I'll go to the mountains to see if I can get some mountain goods back to the town to exchange some money and subsidize the family." ”

Zhou's fierce: "Just like you, you still want to earn money to subsidize your family?" It's good that you don't get eaten by the tiger wolf! ”

Ruoshui replied: "I don't go to the mountains, the tigers and wolves are all in the mountains!" ”

After saying this, Ruoshui didn't pay any attention to Zhou, and went out of the house with the basket on his back and went straight to the mountain.