There are bandits next to the farmhouse

Chapter 34
After Li Yuanzhao fell asleep, Xianyu got up again, went to the side room built next to the house, took out the two catties of fat oil he bought, washed and cut it, and put it in the pan to fry the oil.

Modern people eat too much fat and oil, which tends to increase blood lipids, which has many harms, so everyone no longer eats meat oil.

That's because modern people are over-nourished and can often eat meat.

But the ancient people were different. It was rare to eat meat, and they often ate vegetables fried in oil to ensure nutrition and health.

The aroma produced by deep-frying fat oil is not found in vegetable oil. Xian Yu took up the oil residue, drained the oil, and put it into an earthenware jar after cooling down a bit.

After the small kitchen was tidied up, she entered the room and fell asleep.

The next day, Li Yuanzhao woke up early, excitedly pulling Xianyu up from bed.

"Sister, why are you still sleeping? Get up soon!"

Xianyu yawned, and said: "Your sister, I have been exploited by the old lady for so many years. Didn't one day go to bed later than the dog and wake up earlier than the chicken? After finally sleeping late, you still have to pull me up .”

"Didn't you say that we have to get up early today and go into the mountains."

Yes?
For Xianyu, it was early if he didn't delay his lunch.

During the years when she was ill in her previous life, her family spoiled her like an eyeball.

One day, wouldn't she sleep casually?

"Ah!" Xian Yu sighed and stood up, after all, this is not the previous life.

The days of eating and waiting to die are comfortable, but also scary.She had had enough, and she was always afraid that she would fall asleep this night and never wake up tomorrow.

Now that I have a healthy body again, it really shouldn't be so deserted.

Xianyu got up quickly, made some porridge with a small stove, took a knife and a hoe, and went into the mountain with a basket on his back.

In the past, the little fish would often go to the mountains to pick wild vegetables and pick up some firewood to burn.

Bashan is often cloudy and rainy. In such a weather environment, the ingredients for fungi are particularly rich.

It's a pity that the people here can't tell which are poisonous and which are not, so they don't touch ingredients like mushrooms.

It happened to be cheap for Xianyu, she likes to eat mushrooms the most.

"Sister, what are we going to do in the mountains with a basket on our backs? If you want to collect firewood, a rope is enough."

Xian Yu smiled and said, "Didn't you bring the rope?"

"The backpack??"

"The back basket is used to hold mushrooms, sister found a good way to make money."

"Huh? Make money?" Li Yuanzhao's eyes lit up.

"Yes, you will know when you follow my sister."

There was just a light rain last night, and they quickly found a large pile of oyster mushrooms in the mountains, and then some common mushrooms such as shiitake mushrooms and straw mushrooms.

It didn't take long for a basket to be filled.

Li Yuanzhao looked at Xianyu, her eyes lit up, looking at those mushrooms was like discovering gold.

He couldn't help asking: "Sister, are these mushrooms edible? I heard that mushrooms can eat dead people."

Xianyu picked up a fresh mushroom and took a deep breath, saying: "Don't worry, the mushrooms picked by others will eat the dead, but the mushrooms picked by my sister will not, and the taste is still delicious."

Li Yuanzhao didn't dare to touch these things casually, so he honestly went to the side to find firewood.

In this way, with division of labor and cooperation, they gathered enough firewood and enough mushrooms.

But when returning to the mountain, Xianyu heard a tiger roar.

Tiger roar?

Xianyu grabbed Li Yuanzhao and said, "Have you heard that there are tigers in this mountain?"

Li Yuanzhao also heard this sound, but he is a real ancient man, unlike Xian Yu who has heard the roar of tigers on TV.

(End of this chapter)