After practicing ten words, Yao Xing excitedly grabbed Zhao Zheng's body and refused to let go, this is Qin Shi Huang, and he has to stick it.

Zhao Zheng blushed, he wanted to push Yao Xing down but didn't dare to exert too much force, he couldn't be worn by Yao Xing, so he simply proposed to take Yao Xing out to play, anyway, Zhao Ji's meal hadn't been cooked yet.

Yao Xing was unfamiliar with everything around him, and of course it was good to have someone to accompany him to get acquainted with him, so he followed Zhao Zheng out with great interest.

"There's a mountain over there, we can go over there to play, just in time to find rabbits" Zhao Zheng took Yao Xing's hand and walked towards a nearby mountain, which was also the only mountain in the city.

Zhao Zheng was very familiar with the mountains, so he made a trap in three or two clicks, and then pulled Yao Xing to the side to pick herbs.

Yaoxing also wants to make some money, which is better than eating and drinking for nothing all the time. Although Zhao Ji is very good to herself now, this kind of temporary goodness is different from living together for a long time, so Yaoxing can't always pin his hopes on others.

"Little brother, are these herbs going to be sold?" Yao Xing looked at the herbs he didn't know in his hand and asked innocently

Zhao Zheng explained to Yao Xing while picking herbs: "This herb is not valuable, and it has to be dried when you go back, and it is not delicious to eat, and you can't sell it." ”

Can't sell it...... So where did these herbs go?

"Where are you going to take that?" Yao Xing asked suspiciously.

"Send it to the grain store and exchange rice with the grain store owner to eat." Zhao Zheng replied very naturally, and he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with it.

Perhaps he also knows that it is normal for his wife and children who escaped to be treated unfairly.

Yao Xing had nothing to do, and walked around with Zhao Zheng, and suddenly found that several trees had red fruits growing on them, with lush branches and fruits.

Zhao Zheng saw Yaoxing walking towards the fruit, and thought that Yaoxing wanted to eat it, so he hurriedly reminded him: "That fruit is not delicious, but it is sour!" ”

That's it, hawthorn tree.

I didn't expect to encounter hawthorn trees here, the raw materials of rock sugar gourds. After traveling through various short videos of making food to dominate the screen, Yaoxing also learned it because of boredom, and this rock sugar gourd is one of them.

"Little brother, have you ever eaten a rock sugar gourd?" Yao Xing looked excited, as if he had thought of making rock sugar gourds and selling them for a lot of money.

Brush is a big business, whether you can make it is one thing, and even if you do it, you will not make money immediately, if you want to change the current economic situation, you have to be a rock sugar gourd.

Zhao Zheng shook his head: "What is a rock sugar gourd, sugar?" ”

That's good, there are no rock sugar gourds in this era.

Yaoxing grabbed Zhao Zheng's hand excitedly: "Let's quickly pick some of this fruit and bring it back, I'll make something delicious for you!" ”

Although Zhao Zheng didn't know what Yao Xing was doing when he picked this unpalatable fruit, he didn't refuse Yao Xing's request, anyway, they all carried bamboo baskets and left a little space.

Zhao Zheng obviously often goes up the mountain, and is very familiar with the path and trap, and after picking half a basket of hawthorn, there is also a gray rabbit in the trap.

Zhao Zheng stretched out his hand to take the rabbit out, tied a rope to his front legs, and put it into the bamboo basket behind him. When he went down the mountain, he also held Yao Xing's hand tightly, for fear that Yao Xing's feet would slip and fall, the height of this mountain, rolling down is not a small injury.

When she got home, Zhao Ji had already eaten and gone to take a nap. Zhao Zheng lifted the lid of the pot lightly, took out the food inside and put it on the table, not giving Yao Xing a chance to help at all, and even the rice was served to Yao Xing at hand.

Doing these things for himself as Zhao Zheng, Yao Xing inexplicably felt sorry for his ancestors.