Traveling through troubled times to escape famine and cultivate crops as a grain merchant

Chapter 198 Digging Wild Fruit Roots



Chapter 198 Digging Wild Fruit Roots

Dig inwards around the pile, trying not to damage the roots underneath, and dig very carefully.

Zhou Mi saw this and came over to help, but Zhou Guo refused, "Forget it, Third Brother, you don't even have a hoe, just a machete, you should go and cut the wasteland, we have to clear this land in the afternoon."

There is still a large piece of land waiting for them over there. It would be best to turn over all the land again during the autumnal equinox. There is not much time left, so we have to hurry.

Zhou Mi looked at his machete and went back to continue clearing the wasteland helplessly.

Others in the field saw her sticking out her butt and digging with her head buried. They were curious and asked, "Guoguo, what are you digging?"

"Yeah, what incredible treasure did you find?"

When they came over, they saw that it was a vine, bare, with all the branches cut off, not even a leaf. They became even more curious, "What is this? Some amazing medicinal herb?"

"I think so too. Is it worth a lot of money?"

It's not surprising that they think this way. The main reason is that Zhou Guo's luck is always very good. She always comes across good things. She dug this with great effort and was so careful, so she will definitely be able to sell it for a lot of money.

"Guoguo, what is this? Don't just dig it up by yourself, tell the aunts about it too. If we find any treasures later, we can dig them up and sell them!"

Zhou Guo laughed and stood up and said, "This is the wild fruit tree. I think it has grown quite big. It would be a pity to cut it down. It would be better to dig it up and plant it in the yard. Then we can have fruits to eat at this time of year."

Everyone lost interest when they heard this. "So it's a wild fruit tree. Why dig it up? It's not a rare thing. There are plenty in the mountains. If you want to eat it, go pick it in the mountains. Why dig it up and take up space?"

"Yeah, I thought I could sell them for money. Tsk, think about the two pear trees at home. They were planted by the child's grandfather when he was a child. They have grown so big that they can produce five or six loads of fruit every year, which can be sold for a lot of money. What a pity!"

"My peach tree is pretty good too..."

Everyone lost interest and turned back to work. As they walked, they missed their old fruit tree. That was a real fruit tree. Why dug this one up?

Zhou Guo didn't care. How could wild fruit not be fruit? It is not only fruit but also medicinal material, which can also be sold for money!

She dug the soil around the roots and dug down to the main root about a foot. Then she reached out and pulled with ease, easily pulling up the vine.

The roots are quite developed and the root system is strong, so it should be easy to keep alive. Give it some fertilizer from time to time, and it will produce lots of Schisandra chinensis next year!

Zhou Guo became particularly motivated when he thought about the fruitful scene.

They worked even harder to cut down the wasteland.

The three of them were faster than everyone else, and they finished working on these plots of land while the sun was still high in the sky.

A few people sorted out all the firewood that could be used, and burned the remaining grass, branches, fallen leaves, etc. on the ground.

There is no need to worry about fire. Almost all the land nearby has been cleared, and the edges of the fields have been mowed bare. There is not a single blade of grass, so there is absolutely no chance of fire.

The fire crackled and spread forward, and the remaining weeds, fallen leaves and tree stumps in the field were burned into black ashes bit by bit. The black ashes left in the field became fertilizer.

Others did not understand, "Why did you burn the firewood? You can gather the grass and use it to burn the pot. There is still some firewood in it."

Zhou Guo smiled and said nothing. These things would be much more useful if burned in the ground than in the stove.

The fire burned out and the sparks were extinguished. Zhou Guo checked along the edge and was relieved only after making sure there were no more sparks.

The firewood in the second half of the afternoon was finally not as big as in the morning, at least it was normal. The old man carried it and went home. As a master, he tried his best not to let others gossip.

Zhou Mi was walking in the middle, carrying a bundle of firewood that was about the same size as the one he had at noon.

Zhou Guo carried a hoe and a bunch of wild fruit roots, with a basket hanging on the hoe, and followed the two men slowly.

He kept his eyes open along the way. Whenever he came across wild vegetables, he would stop, dig them up, shake off the dirt on them, and put them in the basket.

They walked and stopped all the way back, and she did not let go of the younger one. As she was digging, she was left at the back and Zhou Mi's back was no longer visible.

They dug as they walked, and had a basket full before they reached the village.

She was not in a hurry to go back. She walked to the river, washed all the wild vegetables, and then slowly went home, admiring the fields along the way.

The sun is still hanging on the edge of the mountain. It is still early at this time. It is rare that I am not so busy. I can slow down and relax.

In the yard, the old man and Zhou Mi were already sitting down to rest.

Zhou Xing was cooking, Li was busy making clothes in the shed, Xu was sitting in the shed holding a piece of clothing, giggling from time to time, and Li Lai and the other two were feeding a few rabbits in the corner.

Zhou Xing was the first to look up and saw that she was holding a tree stump in her hand. "What is this?"

"Wild fruit roots." She put down the things one by one, came to the front of the yard with a hoe in one hand and the roots in the other, dug a hole along the fence, planted the roots, and carried a bucket of water to water them thoroughly. She was done.

Seeing that it was still early, she fetched two buckets of water from the river and went to the field. She found that some of the vegetable seeds she had sown a few days ago had already sprouted, with radishes and cabbages being the first to sprout.

She squatted down and looked at the young sprouts emerging from the ground. She was very happy. This was the first wave of vegetables she planted. It wouldn't be long before the seedlings grew up and could be picked and eaten.

Although the others did not sprout, it proved that the vegetable seeds could still sprout if sown at this time. She held the ladle, dipped her hand in water and sprinkled it on the ground. She did not dare to water it one ladle at a time, for fear that the seeds would be washed away and the newly grown roots would be broken.

She carried the remaining water back to the yard and poured it into a large vat. She took out a small half bowl of dried shrimps that she had freed up in the morning, thought for a moment, went back to the house and took out a few dried pine mushrooms, broke them into pieces and put them into the bowl.

I held the handle of the kitchen knife and began to pound and grind it. After all, it was not as useful as a special grinding pestle. I should go to the river to see if there is a suitable one, or carve one myself. This knife handle is not very comfortable and is not convenient to use.

Zhou Xing was surprised to see her pounding the dried shrimps into powder. "Why are you grinding this? How can you eat it if it's powdered?"

Zhou Guo said: "It's for seasoning."

Zhou Xing was even more surprised. "It's just dried shrimps. How can it be seasoned? It's not like I haven't eaten it before."

Zhou Guo didn't say anything. Whether it was useful or not would only be known after eating it. If it tasted good, he could dry some pine mushrooms and grind them into powder together with dried shrimps.

"Leave some for me!" When the old man heard the word 'seasoning', he stood up immediately, took out an empty seasoning bottle from his arms, came over in a flash, and waited with the bottle in his hand.

Zhou Guo: "...Master, I haven't eaten this yet."

The old man didn't care, "I know."


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