It can only be said that this road into the mountains is really the same as opening up the wasteland, doesn't it have to be burned every day? Why is it so desolate?

Reluctant to move forward while clearing the wasteland, I saw all the mushrooms that could be eaten on the way and picked them out and put them on the side of the road, thinking that I would take them with me when I came back.

In the process, I found two wild taro and a few weeds from the pepper inside, because it took too much time to open a new road, so I picked up what I found and walked back.

When he returned to the path in front of his house, he knew that Brother Erniu had not come, and pushed away the cold and broken house. Where can I find two copper plates to enter the city?

Hang all the peppers outside to dry, bury the taro in the fire as usual, boil the mushrooms, remove the water for the first time, and add two peppers to cook together.

Look at the houses that were washed everywhere by the rain last night. Taking advantage of the gap between waiting for the good food, he ran outside and cut down a few arm-thick trees nearby, broke them into short pieces and dragged them home.

After eating, the grass was twisted into a rope to be used as a tool to fix the sticks, and the sticks were rebuilt under the corners of the broken houses to make a sleeping place, and the rotten cotton wool and hay were laid on the inside.

Taking advantage of the fact that the sky was not completely dark, he hurriedly cut the weeds around the door. To avoid any snakes and insects hiding in it on this day, I also collected the dried peppers by the way.

It rained last night, and it seems that it will be difficult to catch crabs today. I went out with a torch, and sure enough, I looked at the muddy river after the water rose, and it seemed that I didn't have to think about anything.

Put the torch next to it, and pick up the moving stones from the river, which are not as big as last night, but they are a little meaty.

Anyway, I didn't catch a few in the end, so I took it home after rough processing, washed it and threw it into the soup left over from noon.

The only thing that's really bad is that there is no salt, salt is still expensive in this era, and people like me who can't even make up two coppers really want to scold.

After barely filling his stomach, he closed the door that was about to fall, took two wooden sticks from the inside and retracted into the small wooden shed that had just been built today.

It's definitely the most embarrassing I've ever been, and it's hard to see if the system has the option to put my space.

Thinking about it, the more likely it is, I was ready to call for that cold system, but I didn't know if I couldn't be contacted or didn't pay attention to me at all, and I didn't respond for a long time.

The next day, I was woken up hungry and looked at everything around me unpleasantly. If it weren't for the fact that you can't commit suicide and die, the truth would be here right now.

Again he took the tools from the corner of the wall and went into the mountain, this time not going higher but into the col, thinking that these places should be low bushes from the lower ones, and they should be better picked than if they found food.

I walked for a long time and didn't see anything else, and when I walked in a bush, I was almost scared to death by a snake resting inside.

Jumping three feet away at once, carefully walking around it, and then hurriedly cut a small branch from the side to explore the way ahead.

Finally, I found a chestnut tree, and the fruit on it was not yet fully ripe. It was all a few thorn balls, but fortunately, the trees were not tall, so they climbed up in small groups and cut down the branches, and then pulled some straw from the surrounding grass and bundled them together and carried them back.

Halfway through, I saw a pheasant nest, and if I came to pounce at night, I might be able to catch it, but I didn't dare to come at night, so I might as well pick up the wild eggs.

After eating a meal of chestnuts and two boiled wild eggs, he ran to the surrounding grass and cut some rattans, and after a long time he made an ugly cage and took it to the river, and fixed it in the narrowest part of the ditch, hoping to catch a fish.

I moved some crabs back by the way, and the only good thing is that the environment is not polluted in this era, and the fields and rivers are full of small fish and shrimp to catch.

In addition to the water, I always want to eat something on land, thinking that there should be pheasants and rabbits in the mountains.

Again into the mountains, only this time not very far. I tied some condoms around the road, cast a wide net, and went back.

Halfway through, I took a detour to the place where most of the people in the village lived, dug two sweet potatoes in the surrounding fields, hid them in my clothes, and went back by the middle of nowhere.

It's really something other than sweet potatoes every day. I'm a tasker who has such a miserable life, if I let other systems and taskers know my old face, wouldn't it?

No, I'll have to go to the market again and find a way to get in. Angrily gnawed two mouthfuls of the sweet potatoes he had stolen, washed them and went to sleep in the tree shed.

The next day, before dawn, I dragged my small body and walked towards the market with half of the sweet potato left over from last night.

From afar, I watched some farmers carrying chickens, ducks and eggs, pulling firewood and other carts to pay money into the city, and turned my head to look around thinking about how to get in.

From afar, I saw a beggar who I had mistaken for myself and quietly followed, and after walking for almost an hour, I finally saw a hole the size of a dog's hole.

After more than ten minutes of the beggar crawling in, he walked into the hole and looked at it, and there should be something blocking it.

Except for the faint light at the beginning, it is not very clear to see. After thinking about it, I don't seem to have any estimates, and if there is a bully in it who wants my life, it will be exactly what I want.

So he tried to get inside, and when he got in, something fell to the ground, and it turned out to be two bundles of firewood and some planks.

There was no one in the whole alley, so they hurriedly piled up the firewood, and walked along the alley for more than 20 minutes, and finally saw a place where people were coming and going.

Now I smell all kinds of buns and chaos, I really feel greedy, and the saddest thing is that I can only look at it.

After walking for a long time, I sat in the corner outside a store and watched the flow of people coming and going. Most of them are people who come to sell agricultural products, and there don't seem to be any great people.

Because there really aren't any bullies who go to the market and bully weak women. I can't see that the quality of this place is still relatively high, and I am happy and sad at the same time.

Is it possible to continue to go back all day long up the mountains and down the river to find food?

"What are you doing?" Just when I felt that my future was uncertain, a particularly cute Zhengtai face appeared in front of me.

"What can I do? O beggar! "Thinking that I really look like a beggar, I am more credible to say this.

"My young master asked if you would like to do something for him?" Yo ho! Before, I went to ask those shops that wanted to recruit people with a fluke mentality, and people thought that I was too young to be brought by adults, so they resolutely did not use me.

And this also took the initiative to come out of a child laborer?

"Yes!" Raise the corners of your mouth and pretend to be happy to answer. But when the man heard my answer, he frowned, and after frowning, he asked again

"And what will you do?" Hey? Didn't he look for me? Also asked what I would do.

"What do you need me to do?" Don't tell him I don't think I know anything.

"Look at your appearance, you should have been a child who couldn't afford to be raised by the peasant family here, so our young master happened to live in this courtyard for a while recently, and the young master usually doesn't have much contact with cereals. I'll tell you that you have to work hard, my young master is in a good mood to ask you to be such a little beggar, if you make the young master unhappy, be careful that you can't even be a beggar. He nodded hurriedly to indicate that he had listened to it and remembered it.