After the summer rains, the dead wood grows dense layers of fungus.

The fungus was lush and lush, and the vermilion jade was pouted one by one, until the basket was full, and there was enough for three or four people to eat.

Back in the village, an hour had passed, and Amber and Zhanao had cleaned the house.

The futon was drying in the yard, and the house was also airy and bright, and the small puddles were filled in, which was dry and comfortable.

When the two saw their sister coming back, one rushed out with a basket, and the other took Zhu Hongyu's arm and walked into the house.

"Amber, you go and cook on the fire, Zhanao, you also come to help."

Zhu Hongyu walked into the kitchen, this was the first time she had seen a big iron pot, but fortunately, the memory of her previous life was still there.

Pick up the bamboo strips, scoop the water and brush the pot, wash the fungus with water, add salt to the water and blanch it out. Mix vinegar in a large basin and add a little sesame seeds.

I don't have a little oil at home, so I'll take my younger brothers and sisters to eat when I earn money later.

It can be used as food, but it always has a bitter taste, and it can be eaten as a staple food when cooked in the water that has just scalded the fungus.

Zhu Hongyu originally wanted to cook some porridge and stir-fry the vegetarian rice white, but there was no oil or grain in the house.

If she hadn't been reborn, Zhanao and Amber would have starved and died at home......

Cook a meal and extinguish the fire.

Amber enters the house with the food, and after setting the table, the three of them can finally eat.

Zhan Ao chewed the white water, the fungus, and the cheeks were bulging. Amber eats elegantly, but she only cares about eating.

"Sister, why is this nobody's food so delicious!" Zhan Ao chewed the fungus and filled his mouth with soup.

In his impression, no one has ever eaten this thing, how can his sister make it?

Amber chewed on the white, and the fragrance whetted her appetite. This stuff used to be eaten by some people in the village, but it was all fried meat. I didn't expect it to be delicious as food now.

Although Zhu Hongyu was also hungry, she lost her appetite when she was worried about her livelihood.

"Is there a medicine collector in this village?"

Amber stopped and asked, "Sister, there are people who collect medicine, but we don't know how to collect medicine." ”

"Yes? Who will take it? Zhu Hongyu suddenly became interested.

"There is a broken temple called Sanguan Temple in the west of the village, where there lives an old road with a bull's nose, who will treat people, often go to the city to buy medicine, and should also receive medicine. But there are a lot of sick people there. ”

"Great." Zhu Hongyu almost laughed out loud.

As a graduate of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, she learned this craft, and as long as there are people who receive medicine, she will not starve to death.

Just now, along the way, she saw that there were artemisia wormwood all over the road, but she didn't pick it rashly because she was busy with her younger siblings eating. If someone takes medicine, it will become gold and silver.

"My sister will go out for a while, and my sister will arrange for you to do some work, and you will definitely do a good job!"

Zhan Ao and Amber nodded again and again, and Zhu Hongyu put down her mind and thought that it was important to eat, but as soon as she lowered her head, the dishes in the bowl on the plate had been swept away.

After eating, Zhan Ao and Amber cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks.

Zhu Hongyu squatted outside the house with her skirt, she found a stone, wrapped the calamus root in the lotus leaf, put the stone on the mess, and finally put the calamus root in a wooden basin and soaked it in water.

Calamus root soaked in water, a natural mosquito repellent, against this plague.

Having studied medicine, she is well aware of the disease malaria, which has had several major spreads in ancient China.

The malaria parasite lives in mosquitoes and becomes infected with the malaria parasite when bitten.

Ancient people did not know that malaria was transmitted by mosquitoes, and also believed that "miasma" was the cause of the disease.

"Amber, Zhanao."

After preparing mosquito repellent medicine, Zhu Hongyu called out her younger siblings from the house.