Chương 159: Accidental Hit
She returned to the mountain again. After all, Gulan was still unwilling to give up. She found peppercorns, fennel and other spices that make the dishes delicious, and even found extremely rare ginseng, but why was there no sign of chili peppers? Could it be that there was really no such thing as chili peppers in this country? No matter what, just keep looking, and if you can't find it, just give up.
This time Gulan changed direction and ignored the places she had searched before. She then went up the mountain while searching at a normal speed. She did not find what she wanted, but she did find a few pheasants and rabbits, all of which were stored in the space.
Glan glanced at the plant in the corner, and Gulan's eyes finally focused on the ginseng in the space, reminding herself that when she went back to take out a ginseng, she must have a clear path. She also harvested a lot of wild wood ear mushrooms, and found mushrooms similar to Hericium erinaceus on a tree.
The small ones are white, while the large ones are furry yellow-brown. Their shape really resembles a monkey's head, and is very similar to the pictures I have seen before. Gulan wasn't sure. She had eaten it before, but it was all processed. She had only seen pictures of the real thing. Wild Hericium erinaceus is really rare, very expensive, and tastes delicious.
Because I was uncertain, I deliberately separated the mushrooms from other mushrooms after picking them and did not mix them together. I placed them in a corner of the space. There were not many of them, only seven. I thought I would decide whether to eat them or not after confirming them later.
After searching all the way to the top of the mountain, she didn't find any other useful food, and even found few large animals. The silly roe deer was nowhere to be seen either. Could it be that it was frightened last time and learned its lesson and won't come here anymore, Gulan thought sadly.
Then she came to the other side of the mountain. After searching for a while, she still didn't find anything useful except the common wood ear and mushrooms, and some alert small animals.
I thought about going over the mountain and taking another look. If nothing is there, I should go back so as not to miss making dinner for my son in the evening.
After she fed the little guy for a period of time, he finally got rid of his big head and became a cute little bun. She finally didn't have to worry about his thin neck being unable to support the huge head. Therefore, feeding her son is a very important thing in Gulan's heart. Unless there is something important, she will not allow herself to ignore her son.
Half an hour later, Gulan appeared at the foot of another mountain. She was squatting in front of a plant, looking at it in confusion. The more I looked at it, the more familiar it seemed, especially like a kind of food in her space. The place where I squatted was full of this plant. The rhizomes were slender and slightly purple. They grew very lushly and had many branches and leaves. They were very similar to the sweet potato leaves I bought in the supermarket before.
One only regrets not having studied enough when the time comes. Gulan really regrets that she was so keen on work that she neglected many things in life, and she knew very little about farming.
The present was a good example; unless she dug it open and pulled out the fruit, she would never be sure. She didn't rush to dig it open, and found that there was another piece a hundred meters away.
When I got closer, I found that more than half of the area was destroyed. There were broken branches and leaves everywhere, and the soil was loosened. There were also many footprints similar to pig trotters. It was obvious that wild boars liked their taste. Regardless of whether it was the sweet potato she was thinking of, it was certain that the plants growing under the vines were edible, as the wild boars had verified in advance.
Without thinking any more, a small military shovel appeared in his hand. She shoveled the vines that were not sharpened. Gulan was delighted when she touched the hard objects. Her feeling told her that it was what she was thinking about.
Sure enough, the next moment, several hard lumps appeared in the air, which made Gulan's mouth curl up. She couldn't wait to pick up one, clean the dirt on the surface, break it open, revealing the white flesh inside, and a unique sweet smell of sweet potato came to her. She took a bite, it was crispy and sweet, with a really good taste. Gulan didn't expect to find what she was looking for. But she found sweet potatoes. Is this a lucky find? Gulan was really surprised.
Although it was a surprise, Gulan, who was not very good at history, still knew that sweet potatoes were not native to the local area. It was really unexpected that there was such a large area of them here. But thinking about the fact that she has come into this world, it doesn't seem strange to have more sweet potatoes. In the following time, she continued to wave the shovel in her hand like an industrious little bee, and soon, there was a pile of mushrooms under her feet.
The tools in my hands are really not suitable for farm work, and I ruined a lot of sweet potatoes. Some were broken in half with just one shovel. They are not very big. The largest one is only slightly bigger than her palm, and some are as small as mud eggs.
Digging and picking, half an hour passed quickly. Seeing that there were still a lot of sweet potato vines left, Gulan was reluctant to leave and was ready to stop. Even if she dug until dark, she would not be able to dig it all, and one should not be too greedy. After quickly harvesting the sweet potatoes on the ground, Gulan disappeared from the area soon after.
Not long after she left, a group of wild boars came here grunting and headed straight for the sweet potato vines with a clear goal.
When Gulan came back with the basket full of things on her back, the sun was setting.
"Dad" may be the heart connection between mother and child. AnAn, who is sitting outside the tent and playing with Dahei, is always the first to spot his mother. The little guy abandoned Dahei and walked towards Gulan with a smile.
"Dad, you're back." While speaking, his little hands considerately helped his mother hold up the willow basket on her back, as if this could reduce the weight of the basket.
Xiang Yunjin, who was reading a book with his head down, stood up and walked over when he heard this, wanting to help Gulan take off the basket on his back, but he was a step too slow. Well, Gulan's strength was not enough to require his help, so Xiang Yunjing naturally retracted his outstretched hand, very calmly, without any embarrassment of leaving his hand empty.
Gulan didn't notice all this. She was busy interacting with her son. She spent a long while flirting with him before she picked up the basket and went into the tent.
After spending enough time with his mother, the little guy's attention was also attracted by the backpack basket, and he followed his mother in happily.
Xiang Yunjin was already very bored, and of course he wouldn't stay outside by himself. Since Daya and Erya were not there, there was no need to guess. It was most likely that they went to pick wild vegetables with the two other girls, Li Ru and Li Yi.
After the little sisters followed her, Gulan never restricted them. The girls were now more relaxed and lively, and they would not always guard the tent when they had nothing to do.
"Dad, what's in there?" With the experience from last time, AnAn was still very much looking forward to it. My mother always brings surprises.
While saying "good stuff", Gulan first took out the ginseng wrapped tightly in cloth on the top layer of the basket under the sweet potato vines and carefully placed it on a wooden stake beside it.
AnAn's eyes followed the movement of his mother, wondering what that was. The action of his mother putting it down was very light, as if it was very important.
Xiang Yunjing also glanced twice, but that was all.
After taking out the ginseng, Gulan acted very roughly and poured all the contents of the willow basket into the corner of the tent. The things are not noticeable in the basket, but when they are poured out, they form a mini mountain.
AnAn was immediately attracted by the hill and began to look for treasure. He turned out all the things he recognized, especially the thorny balls. There were only a few chestnuts left in AnAn's small bag, and the little guy was reluctant to eat any of them today.
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