Traveling through time with billions of supplies to become a farmer's little fortune

Su Muyao didn’t know what the villagers were thinking, otherwise she would have laughed out loud.

These crops will be ready for harvest in about half a month.

As I was walking along the road, I saw the fat aunt next door and another new bride fighting over a nest of bird eggs.

The fat aunt grabbed the hair of another young wife and said, "This bird egg was discovered by my big head first, why should it belong to your family?"

The young wife was not to be outdone and pinched the tender flesh on the fat aunt's arm.

"My kid climbed up a tree and got it down, so of course it belongs to me, let it go."

The two adults were arguing with each other, and the two children were staring at each other.

There were only five or six small bird eggs in the bird's nest on the ground. Su Muyao happened to pass by and licked her lips. She had never tasted bird eggs before.

Thinking of this, he went home, took his brothers and headed up the mountain.

There are often many people looking for wild vegetables and fruits on the outskirts of this mountain. Just don't go inside.

Su Muyao was very familiar with this mountain, and she had basically seen all the places that could be reached while riding the Wolf King.

Just as I arrived at the dense forest at the edge of the mountain, suddenly, something fell down from above my head.

Su Muyao subconsciously took a step back, only to see a prickly round ball rolling to the ground in front of her eyes.

I squatted down and looked at this thorny ball which seemed familiar. I opened it with my hands and was shocked to find it was a chestnut.

"Oh my god, it's a good thing I subconsciously took a step back. It would have hurt if it had hit my head."

She looked up and saw a chestnut tree above her head. Hidden among the old trees, the chestnuts in this season were still wrapped in green shells.

If you were far away, you wouldn't be able to see that the tree is full of chestnuts.

The little man held onto the tree trunk and tried to shake down one or two trees. Suddenly he thought of something and called his brother to get two thick wooden sticks from the woods and start hitting the branches of the chestnut tree.

One thorn ball after another fell from the tree at a rapid speed.

People who were digging wild vegetables not far away also found Xiao Fuxing here. They didn’t know what he was doing. This thorny ball couldn’t be eaten, so why did he take it down?

"Little lucky star, you want to play with this, come here, auntie will help you"

"Uncle comes to help you too."

Soon, someone carried Su Muyao aside, and everyone knocked down all the thorn balls on the tree before letting the children play under the tree.

It would be terrible if that thing fell from the tree and hit the children on the head, especially the soft and sticky little Fuxing.

Then they are the ones who will be hurt and feel heartbroken.

Su Muyao watched as the villagers helped her and then separated to look for wild vegetables, so she immediately called out to everyone.

"Uncle, aunties, the things on this tree are edible. My master taught me that this chestnut can be eaten raw or cooked. It is very sweet."

When the people heard this, they hurried back. A few brave ones imitated the little milk ball and dug out the fruit inside.

I took a bite and felt that the skin was hard on the outside, but the fruit inside was sweet.

"It's really edible."

Everyone then realized that Little Lucky Star had discovered new food and was not just playing.

Everyone looked up at the tree above their heads and then looked not far away, where there were at least three or four more trees.

One of the young ladies asked Su Muyao, "My dear, can we pick the ones from other trees?"

The little kid just chuckled and said, "What are you talking about, Auntie? This is originally an ownerless thing, anyone can take it back."

"Hey, okay."

No one who had been knocked to the ground by these people would pick up the children's things. Instead, they went to pick chestnuts from the nearby trees.

Basically, there were three or four people shaking a tree, and the only sound in the forest was the rustling of leaves. It was a rare moment for the group of people to remain silent.

Everyone knew that if they were slow, others would arrive and have to share the chestnuts, which were already few in number.

Su Muyao and her brothers filled the small bamboo backpacks they brought with them.

Then I went back home.

At this time, there were people passing by the mountain picking wild vegetables. When they saw this scene, they quickly joined the chestnut picking team.

The small bamboo basket that Su Muyao carried on her back weighed no more than two kilograms. Her brothers' bamboo baskets seemed to weigh at least 20 to kilograms.

Before leaving, I carefully observed that there were only a few chestnut trees in this area.

As soon as they got home, the children handed out the tempting little fruits one by one as if they were presenting treasures.

Old Mrs. Su looked at the small fruits in her grandsons' hands as if she had never seen them before.

It’s not the old lady’s fault that she didn’t recognize it. It was mainly because Su Muyao had her brothers take out the small fruits from it on the mountain.

If we take the whole thing back including the ball, we won't be able to fit much.

Su Muyao still missed the sugar-roasted chestnuts she ate in her previous life.

I'm not a professional, but I should be able to follow along and do the same.

First wash each chestnut thoroughly, cut it into cross-shaped slices, and then steam it in a large pot.

Pour all the lard that had been boiled previously into the pot, and when the oil is hot, add a handful of sugar.

They slowly waited for the sugar to boil into syrup, while Old Mrs. Su beside them sobbed with heartache as she watched.

Half a can of oil could last at least half a month, but it was wasted by my little granddaughter.

And that sugar, "Oh my god, what kind of chestnut is this? It uses so much oil and sugar."

"Grandma, you may feel sad now, but when you eat it later you will realize how delicious it is."

Old Mrs. Su didn't say anything, but she was thinking, how could it not be delicious? So much oil and sugar were used, this thing is really precious.

After the syrup turns brown, pour a large pot of chestnuts into the pot and stir-fry continuously with a large spatula.

He then instructed his grandmother to turn the fire to a low heat until the chestnuts slowly changed color.

A gust of wind blew over, and the fragrance of chestnuts spread to the whole yard where Su Sanlang, who was still busy, took a deep breath.

"What's going on in the kitchen? Why does it smell so good?"

Su Mingxuan raised his little hand and said, "Dad, I know it's my sister. She said she wanted to fry some chestnuts for us. Now grandpa and grandma are helping her in the kitchen."

The three daughters-in-law who were sewing and mending in the house also came out and walked towards the kitchen, wanting to see what was cooking that smelled so good.

Before Su Sanlang could ask what chestnuts were, he saw his youngest son drop what he was holding and run towards the kitchen.

Su Mingxuan came to the kitchen and swallowed hard, drooling, "My sister smells so good."

Until Old Man Su swung the spatula like a whirlwind, finally, a large pot of chestnuts became brightly colored, and the flesh at the opening turned into a golden yellow.

The chestnuts are covered with oil and sugar, making them mouth-watering.

Old Man Su wanted to take one out to taste first, but Su Muyao stopped him quickly.

"Grandpa, you can't eat what's just been fried, or your teeth will break."