"When you're well, hurry up and cook, and you're still waiting for your old son to serve you?" Zuo's mother had one swollen eye and a bruise on the corner of her mouth, she glared at Zuo Ranjia viciously, threw the burning stick, and entered the house with her sleeves.

Zuo Ranjia tugged at the corners of her lips, rolled down her sleeves indifferently, skillfully hugged the fire in the stove, added water to both the big and small pots, and sat down to roast the fire and wait for the water to boil.

They are not close to the mountains or the water here, and in the winter the leaves are all gone, and the eyes are full of depression.

However, the fields are still fertile, and the corn is planted in the middle of the two crops of wheat a year, which is much better than in the areas further west, at least not starving. Naturally, the small animals in the fields are more abundant.

Thinking of the fat vole, the chubby sparrow that has accumulated for a while, the hibernating snake frog and the fat rabbit, Zuo Ranjia stroked his leg and had a plan.

When the water boiled, she sat on the bamboo grate where the tortillas had been placed, fished out the sour and spicy radish pickles from the pickle jar, cut them into fine shreds, and put them in a bowl. Scooped a wooden scoop of water from the small pot and put it aside, Zuo Ranjia poured a small bowl of cornmeal stirred with cold water into the pot, took a wooden spoon and stirred it again, and the fire in the earthen stove was just small.

She slowly drank the water in the wooden scoop, and the slightly hot water slid down her throat into her stomach, and her hair instantly spread freely. She squinted her eyes slightly, and drank a few more breaths, her spirits lifted.

Mixed with some cold water, Zuo Ranjia washed her hands and face, and the rice on the stove was ready.

She first saved some food for herself, and then took out the corn tortillas from a basket, put corn paste in a large porcelain basin, and carried them to the hall one by one, and came out without looking at the people in the house.

Zuo's mother never let Zuo Ranjia enter the hall to eat, saying that there were too many people to eat, she was the eldest in the family, and she had to know how to be humble. Zuo Ranjia didn't care about these things before, it would be good to be able to fill her stomach this year, but now she doesn't want to face these people at all.

After eating, she wiped her mouth directly, felt a blunt sickle in the shed where she went to put the sundries, picked up a few long ropes, carried a half-man-high basket on her back, and went out with a wooden stick.

The north wind was blowing, and it was especially cold in the alley, and she limped in her thin jacket against the wind. In winter, the people in the village have nothing to do, so they shrink on the hot earthen kang, commonly known as cat winter. Zuo Ranjia walked around the street without meeting anyone, she sighed into her frozen hands and continued to hurry.

Ten miles north of the village, there is a large mass grave that I don't know how long it has been abandoned. Although it is a new society, and it is preached everywhere to break down superstitions and eliminate dross, people still believe in ghosts and gods from the bottom of their hearts.

Whoever let those old men and old ladies sit at the entrance of the village when they have nothing to do, pulling all kinds of ghost stories handed down by their ancestors, most of them love to use this as the background. In addition, in recent years, there have been a few people who have suffered various misfortunes in the vicinity, which confirms the authenticity of some stories, not to mention this cemetery, even in the surrounding woods, no one dares to come to pick up firewood.

In fact, Zuo Ranjia knew that there were only packs of wolves and wild boars in the forest, but there were no powerful hunters nearby, so they bred wildly, and gradually there was a tendency to attack people.

With a stick in one hand and a scythe in the other, she slowly and carefully walked into the mass grave overgrown with dead grass. Half-man-tall grass was densely spread on the ground, covering the graves of unknown age, and also providing a safe hiding place for the animals that burrowed underground.

Zuo Ranjia waded through the dead grass and walked to the edge of the forest. She has been in many restaurants, and she has met some capable people, including a master whose family is in the mountains in the south, and his ancestors are all powerful hunters, and when the restaurant is not busy, he likes to talk about these things with everyone, and he also specially said how to find traces of animals, where to put them, and demonstrate which knot is best to use.

At this moment, his words seemed to suddenly become clear, and Zuo Ranjia became a dead horse doctor and looked for a good place. She thought that in this era, there were no various urban constructions, houses were not fried, and the purpose was a field of fields, and people were lazy to go out all year round, except for winter, and the other three seasons were to serve the dealers, where was there leisure to look for game all day long. So there's a lot of game in the fields, how can she run into a few stupid ones, right?

Besides, if you find game and don't hand it in, you will be dragged to criticize. Thankless things, people don't even think about it. This is also why Zuo Ranjia chose this dangerous and uninhabited place alone.

When she waited for her, she found the feces of wild boars, and she was a little panicked and a little bold, so she gritted her teeth and took out a sickle to see the place and dig it up.

The soil in the forest is very fertile, I don't know how many years the layers of leaves have been piled up, she didn't have much trouble digging up, and she had already dug five centimeters deep in a few clicks. Zuo Ranjia's face was a little happy, her subordinates moved faster, and when the sun hung high, a pit on the ground that was one and a half meters long, one meter wide, one meter deep, and one meter deep.

She picked up a lot of finger-thick branches, and the heads were sharpened, and they were knocked into the bottom of the digging pit and around it, and the dense wooden sticks as sharp as needles made her own scalp tingle.

Zuo Ranjia cut some dry grass and covered the pit carefully, crushed some wild boar manure and soil and sprinkled it finely, and when the color of the dead grass could not be seen, then spread some dead leaves. She stood up and knocked on her aching waist, took a few stones and marked them on the edge of the pit, and then continued walking along the edge of the forest with the basket.

Although the snake hibernates in winter, she still takes a long, thick stick and knocks the road ahead, and the swing of the stick will inevitably bring up a layer of dead grass leaves, revealing the nearly black earth. Her eyes lit up, and she watched a cluster of dense white and fat oyster mushrooms cutely exposed, and hurriedly put the basket down, rolling up the sleeves that were in the way to reveal her white and tender wrists. She carefully picked off all the oyster mushrooms and put them in the basket, and when she finished picking them, she saw that the good guys were more than half a basket!

Zuo Ranjia bent her eyebrows and looked at the boundless forest, feeling that this was a natural food storehouse, what a gratifying scene it would be in the spring of the next year! Her heart moved, her eyes looked around, her ears pricked up and she listened quietly, only the whirring north wind, and the occasional cry of finches in the distance.

Her eyes fell on the oyster mushrooms in the basket, just thinking about whether they could be included in the mobile phone trading system, and then sold them through the takeaway restaurant she opened. As soon as this method came up, the oyster mushroom in front of him disappeared immediately. She was taken aback and quickly checked the phone in her mind.

"Hello owner, I have received ten catties of wild oyster mushrooms, do you want to store them temporarily or agree to the system recycling?"