Chapter 8 Mother, I want to eat roasted yams
She found the yam!
Ji Yuejiao, who has been dealing with wild vegetables, bran, and millet for half a month, thought of the taste of roasted yams, fried yams, and yam soup, and her saliva was so happy that her mouth watered. This joy diluted a little of the sharp pain in her mind, Ji Yuejiao wrote down the location of this land, and quickly recovered her spiritual power.
It wasn't until this moment that Ji Yuejiao really felt out of strength, she felt that her sea of consciousness was empty, and there was a feeling of pain that had been burned by the fire. 053 scolded and said that she didn't know whether she was alive or dead, and at the same time put her hands on Ji Yuejiao's sea of consciousness, and a warm current was injected into Ji Yuejiao's sea of consciousness, which quickly relieved the burning pain.
"What is this?" Ji Yuejiao asked 053 weakly.
"The willpower of the clerk can stabilize the host's sea of consciousness, you almost overdrew your aunt and grandmother just now! If the sea of consciousness collapses, you are truly dead! ”
"But I don't want my dad to venture into the mountains."
"Then you should also pay attention to the gradual way of doing things, only this once, if you dare to take risks again in the future, I will definitely not help you again." 053 sighed.
"I'm sorry, 053." Ji Yuejiao has always been hard-mouthed and soft-hearted, and it is rare to get her to apologize, but she knows that 053 also cares about her.
"I'm never going to risk it again."
"Get out of here, I'm going to shut down your sea of consciousness for a few days, don't look for me." Perhaps too much willpower was consumed to stabilize the sea of consciousness, and 053, who was always full of vitality, rarely showed a little fatigue on his face.
Ji Yuejiao looked at the girl in the pink gauze skirt in front of her, and when she first saw her, she smiled slightly and said to her, "Hello host, I am the clerk of the happiness system No. 053, and I am very happy to meet you." ”
Although 053 always boasted about how many hosts she had served, in Ji Yuejiao's eyes, she was still a young girl, and Ji Yuejiao couldn't help but stand on tiptoe and rub her cheeks.
"Thank you, 053."
"Get out! I'm going to rest. ”
Ji Yuejiao withdrew from the Sea of Consciousness, and with the help of 053, she didn't feel very tired, but the Sea of Consciousness was really closed, and no one responded to her no matter how Ji Yuejiao silently recited 053's name.
In desperation, Ji Yuejiao could only solve the big problem of eating first.
"Daddy, there is food on Weizi Mountain!" I don't know if it's because the original body is still young, Ji Yuejiao's current behavior is also a little more childish, she stood on the bed with her little short legs and said to Ji Changhe and Wang.
"Really?" Ji Yuening asked in surprise.
"Is it still false for the old fairy to speak?" Ji Yuejiao pretended to stroke her non-existent beard, which made everyone laugh at once.
"Little Gillian, where is the food on Weizi Mountain?" Ji Changhe also had a smile on his face.
"It's at Qilipo! Before dawn, I'll take you! Let's do it quietly. "Whether she is selfish or self-interested, Ji Yuejiao will not reveal the news to the villagers until she knows how many yams there are in that field.
Ji Changhe naturally also knows the truth that wealth is not exposed, although the people in the village treat their family well, but in this disaster year, only if they survive first, can they have the ability to help others. If he gave up the food that Xiao Gillian had worked so hard to find to others, wouldn't he become the biggest fool in the world?
The night was dark, and the family followed Ji Yuejiao to Weizi Mountain with a sickle and a basket, and under Ji Yuejiao's strong request, Ji Yuhua also brought a hoe. However, Ji Yuhua himself was very unimpressed, looking for food is not going to loosen the soil, what is the use of a hoe? But who let Xiao Gillian be his own sister-in-law, he can only do it obediently.
Ji Yuejiao has short calves and small steps, and she is tired and out of breath before she has walked a few steps. Ji Changhe simply picked her up on his back and took her to Qilipo. Ji Yuejiao is not hypocritical, her physical strength is limited, it is better to let her father carry her to find a yam and lie on Ji Changhe's back, Ji Yuejiao is still thinking in her heart that when the sea of consciousness opens, she must send some happiness to 053, but she doesn't know if she can use it.
Under the guidance of Ji Yuejiao, everyone quickly found the land where the yams were hidden, the withered yellow vines stuck to the ground, and Ji Yuejiao pointed with a small hand and said, "Oh, there it is." ”
"Silly Jiaojiao, those wild vegetable leaves are all dry, how can you eat them?" Ji Yuhua took the lead in laughing at Ji Yuejiao.
Although Wang also had disappointment on his face, he still stopped Ji Yuhua from continuing. The youngest daughter is only six years old, how can she rely on her and the old fairy in her mouth for everything, it is their father and mother who have to take care of their children, but she was also pampered and raised at home in the past, and it is also difficult for her to make a living in the disaster year, is it possible that she wants to find that person?
Ji Changhe seemed to see what his wife meant, took her hand and shook his head at her. Ji Yuejiao didn't care about the eyebrow lawsuit between her father and mother, she patted her father's shoulder, motioned for him to put himself down, and then lifted her little short legs and walked forward a few steps, stopped and said to Ji Yuhua: "That's it, dig it for me." ”
Ji Yuejiao's words were arrogant, but the family was stunned. Since the establishment of the Daning Dynasty and three hundred years forward, no one has heard of digging food in the soil, whether it is corn and millet or rice and wheat, all of which grow on the ground.
When this sentence was spoken, Ji Yuejiao realized how much impact the digging and eating from the soil had on everyone's cognition, and it was no wonder that everyone was stunned, whether it was potatoes and sweet potatoes, or yam cold potatoes, all of them had not yet appeared in the recipes of this era, and even Ji Yuejiao's favorite corn had not yet appeared in this era.
"Daddy, don't you believe that I still don't believe in the old immortals?" Ji Yuejiao couldn't wait to take the hoe and dig by herself, Ji Yuhua hesitated, took the hoe and dug hard a few times in the place where Ji Yuejiao was just standing, and the rest of the people were also busy when they saw this.
Yams grow vertically, Ji Yuejiao used to pass the time and watched the video of the agricultural channel digging yams, to dig a one-meter-deep pit, and then dig vertically along the section to take out the whole yam, but Ji Yuejiao did not let her father dig like this, first, the time is limited, and second, the one-meter-deep pit is not easy to bury, and it will be discovered by others.
Wang was afraid of hurting Ji Yuejiao, so he deliberately hugged her aside, and everyone dug for a long time before Ji Yuejiao saw the yam pop up, and everyone saw that they had dug up something, and they were more energetic when they started working. Ji Yuejiao stood aside and looked, the yam on Weizi Mountain was growing well, and after digging for a long time, she didn't see the root of the yam, and seeing that the sky was already slightly white, Ji Yuejiao could only speak out to stop the people who were working hard.
"Daddy, let's cut it down and bring a few pieces back first, and we'll dig the rest tomorrow, it's going to be dawn."
"After cutting, the white side should not be touched with your hands, it will itch."
Ji Changhe also noticed the white belly of the fish in the sky, and when he heard this, everyone had to cut off a few yams and put them in the back basket, just in case, the Wang family also picked up some broken firewood and covered it.
Ji Yuhua asked in a low voice, "Sister, can this stick really be eaten?" ”
Ji Yuejiao couldn't cry or laugh, "What kind of stick, this is called yam." ”
Lying on Ji Changhe's back, Ji Yuejiao happily wanted to hum a little tune, conservatively estimating that the yams on the mountain were enough for their family to survive the coming winter, but it was a pity that this was a soft and glutinous iron stick yam, which was not suitable for stir-frying. But she was thinking about stewed pork ribs with yam, and now that the yam is available, will the ribs be far away?
Everyone returned to Ji's house lightly, and Ji Yuejiao was about to use her fists and kicks to command the Wang family to roast a yam for her to eat, when she heard a slight sound from her father's house.