Being scolded as a poor widow, I relied on supernatural powers to counterattack in ancient times

Chapter 126 Discovery of Footplate Potatoes

Holding a sickle, Bai Yunxi urged her to leave. No matter how strong she was, even with a load of one hundred and eighty catties on her back, she was exhausted.

Seeing Li's back disappear into the mountain path, Baiyunxi stopped, let out a sigh of relief, and raised his hand to pat his chest.

"This useless body needs to be exercised in the future."

Growing up in a farming family, one can only live a life of vigor and vitality, and being sick is not pleasing.

Sitting on a rock, Baiyunxi looked at the slightly yellowed mountains and forests. The scenery in autumn is really good, and there are scenes of harvest everywhere.

Looking at the scenery in the distance, he rested for a while before he was relieved.

This body is too weak, so she decided to start exercising from tonight, practicing the Babu Vajra Kung Fu.

Holding the sickle, Bai Yunxi brushed across the cluster of vines next to her unconsciously, and with a click, a few of them were cut off by her, revealing a patch of potholes on the ground.

Looking at the ground she scratched, there was a section of rhizomes exposed, and white juice flowed out from the place scratched by the sickle.

Bai Yunxi was stunned for a moment, then glanced at the vine again, the heart-shaped leaf was the size of a palm, broke off that piece of rhizome, smelled it, and his eyes lit up immediately.

She even came across wild yam.

Isn't this a coincidence?

She rested her feet and saw the edible wild yam, which is not only delicious, but also a Chinese herbal medicine, a good thing for invigorating the spleen and warming the stomach.

Holding a sickle, Baiyunxi cut off all the vines covering it, and started digging along the yam that was cut off just now.

Wild yams are twisted and bent, and there is no pattern.

Where the soil is soft, it will grow thicker, where the soil is hard, it will grow slender, and some will look like squashed, like a foot.

This kind of wild yam also has a name called foot plantain, and the flesh can be red or white. What she encountered today is white foot plantain.

As long as you dig down along a thread, you can meet other companions who accompany you.

It's just that her hands are not serious, some long and short are broken by her.

Anyway, if you cook soup at home, the appearance is not important.

Since she came here, Bai Yunxi has been most concerned about the food issue, and she is very excited about anything that can be eaten.

There is no way, these days, if there is no food, people will starve to death.

Before she knew it, she didn't care about the westward sun, and kept fighting with this piece of wild yam.

"Mom, what are you doing here?"

Mrs. Li was carrying an empty basket, followed by Bai Anyan, the two hurried over, and saw the old lady lying on the side of the slope, digging something.

"You guys are here, hurry up and put these wild yams in a basket."

Bai Yunxi wiped his face, and pointed to the scattered yams beside him. It was a full pile, estimated to be twenty or thirty catties.

"My mother is lucky. I found wild yam. This is a good thing. It is more nutritious than sweet potatoes. Come and dig it together. If you can't finish eating, you can dry it and sell it in a drugstore."

Seeing that her mother was fine, Bai Anyan breathed a sigh of relief, only then did she notice that there was a piece of it next to her, isn't this the foot plank?

"Mother, you can't touch this thing, it's poisonous, especially the mucus, it's itchy and red bumps all over your body,"

This kind of thing is not uncommon, but most people don't touch it, because it is poisonous.

Hearing the second child's reminder, Bai Yunxi glanced at the back of his hand, it was indeed reddened and scratched.

"It's okay, it's a trivial matter, it's just a slight allergy, it will be fine in a few days."

Bai Yunxi wiped his hands casually, pointed at the wild yam she had dug out, and said nonchalantly.

(End of this chapter)