Wearing back to ancient times is good for old age

It's really not the usual confusion to eat the eggs as a dish.She hurriedly pulled Feng Ye repeatedly and asked: "Then have you eaten? Have you really eaten?"

With his arms clenched, Feng Ye could only say repeatedly: "Eat, eat, you came here just after taking a few bites."

"Hey, why are you so uneasy, kid? You can't eat these earthen eggs. Li Shenglin's family has eaten them before, and they almost made a big mistake. Didn't your uncle tell you yesterday? You Why do you still eat?" It turned out that this was the problem, Feng Ye saw her anxious face, and quickly explained: "Don't worry, ma'am, I'm fine. Look at me, I'm good. This earthen egg can be eaten. Li used to My aunt got sick after eating it, that's because the buds grew after eating it for a long time."

Seeing that she still didn't believe it, Feng Ye went on to say: "Really, ma'am. I've eaten it before, isn't it good now? You really can't eat earthen eggs that have grown sprouts, just dug out like this The ones that haven’t germinated are fine. If you don’t believe me, I just ate it and it’s fine.” As he spoke, he patted his chest appropriately, looking like a healthy baby.

Aunt Gao dubiously looked at the plate of shredded potatoes, and then at Feng Ye, she was convinced that there was nothing unusual about him before she gave up, but then she said: "I think you should stop eating these shredded potatoes, now, I will bring you some I ordered some food, and if you run out of food in the future, you can also tell the auntie, don’t eat indiscriminately.” As he spoke, he brought over the basket containing a few cabbage and two radishes by the door, “You are the only one in your house. It's a single seedling, don't let anything happen to it. Ah bah, it's time to beat it, look at my crow's mouth. Now, here's a little pickle, made by the aunt herself, and I'll eat it for you. Don't eat that earthen egg Yes, listen!"

Feng Ye felt helpless, but also a little touched.For so long, although he has gradually become familiar with this mountain village and tried hard to integrate into the life here, this kind of behavior is more of a kind of forbearing acceptance of fate. In fact, he still has a glimmer of hope in his heart, thinking that one day he will still be You can go back to modern times.And this uncertain hope, unknown future, and the embarrassment of reality forced him to always feel a faint fear, worried that one day he might confess his life before he could wear it back, and die in this strange time and space, no one knows. In this body, there used to be an alien soul named Feng Ye.Therefore, when he usually gets along with the villagers, he will always subconsciously put himself in the perspective of a bystander, but like a lonely little animal, he longs for someone to care about and talk to.

Mrs. Gao's sincere concern made him feel warm, and a warm current in his heart, which had always been indifferent and pretended to be strong, slowly rushed to his eyes.At this moment, he was like a child who was bullied by others and finally saw his family. The grievance in his heart seemed to have opened a gap, and tears poured out uncontrollably.

Aunt Gao thought that he was sad because he remembered his deceased relatives, so she hugged him into her arms and patted him lovingly, feeling sorry for the child in her heart.

7. Sowing...

These few days Feng Ye has been busy with winter wheat.The paddy fields in his family are close to the stream and easy to irrigate, so he has planted the wheat in less than three days.

Speaking of planting the wheat, one more thing happened-about his cellar.

After Feng Ye decided to grow winter wheat, he realized that he had no wheat seeds. He thought about going to someone in the village who had surplus to buy some. Who knew that when he went to the village head to talk about this matter, the village head said something: Isn't yours stored in the cellar?Feng Ye was depressed. Is this how he discovered the details of the ancient rural villages bit by bit? !He had never thought of cellars.

Back home, according to what the village chief said, he checked carefully behind the house and found a cellar in the corner of the vegetable field.After removing the slab cover covered with soil and weeds, what came into view was a pit about two meters long and one meter wide close to two meters high. The soil underneath and on all sides should be compacted. The walls of the pit are built with four or five steps on the ground in the shape of a trapezoidal pyramid. The top is padded with wooden boards and some things are piled up.

Feng Ye found a short ladder and set it up, climbed down and took a good look at it.

The cellar was not as rough as Feng Ye imagined. The five sides, including the soil steps, were carefully photographed. There were still traces of lime powder sprinkled on it, and stones were laid in some places.There are piles of things on every flight of stairs, Feng Ye looked through them one by one.There are two small bags of wheat; two bags of millet, which should be brown rice; a small bag of buckwheat, half a bucket of corn kernels, and half a small bag of large red lentils; There is a large pile of corn cobs tied together with bracts.On one side of the bottom floor are three pots with small mouths and two small pots. When you open it, one of the three pots is full of dried radishes, all of which are small radishes with seedlings in summer. Sun-dried; the other one contains sliced ​​pickled bamboo shoots mixed with taro seedlings; the remaining one is filled with rice, which is smaller and slender than brown rice, so it should be rice .The two small jars next to the pots had their lids sealed with mud, and it was unknown what was inside.On the other side were two large bags of shelled peanuts.There are still a lot of sweet potatoes piled up in the corner of the ground, more than a dozen big taro and four or five white radishes, and next to it is a small pile of picked out small sweet potatoes, which should be used to save seeds.

When Feng Ye came up from the cellar, he couldn't help sighing in his heart: It's like discovering a treasure. It turns out that most of Li Tong's family's supplies are stored here. Son.

The next day, Feng Ye took the wheat to sow. In order not to let the wheat hang on the rice stubble in the field, he even stood in the field and sowed it very carefully.He also had to re-dig the drainage ditches and control the overall humidity of the paddy fields according to what the village head taught him. It took him more than three days to do all these.Therefore, when the work on the wheat side came to an end, Feng Ye looked at the many small bloody cuts on his calf scraped by the rice stubble and the thin calluses on his hands, and had to feel deeply about the hardship of farming.

Farmers plan food in the fields all year round, and they can only get enough food and clothing. Even a very well-to-do family does not earn much money a year. Even so, in this era, farmers still have a feeling for the land. The worship-like attachment is not at all like it is now. Farmers abandon their own world to work in the city, earning low wages hard, and are despised by those well-dressed urban people.Compared with the modern urban economy, the national policy of emphasizing agriculture and suppressing commerce in ancient times was far from the same level, but relatively speaking, the entire ancient society had fewer unstable factors.I don't know if this is luck or misfortune.Feng Ye couldn't explain it clearly and didn't want to reason about it. What he was worried about now was only the three acres of land he now owned.

After another four days of busy work, Feng Ye cleared the weeds on several dry fields of his family, and plowed according to the places where the rows were going to be sowed. On the fifth day, he finally planted the buckwheat.Considering the sunny and sunny day now, he still has to water the ground every three days.So busy, more than ten days have passed.

One evening, when he was cooking dinner after pouring the vegetables, Gao Xiaoming, the youngest son of the village chief, came.

The author has something to say: About the farming season and crops, I just checked the information by accident. If it is wrong, please ignore it.

8. Thoughts...

Gao Xiaoming is about the same age as Feng Ye, but he looks much taller, which may be due to family genes. He and his two older brothers, Da Ming and Er Ming, both look like his father, Village Chief Gao. A little calf.It's not that Feng Ye is cursing others, it's Aunt Gao who said so.This kid seems to be in a hurry all day long. I heard that he was a master of the beam when he was a child, and now he is still Pipi when he grows up.

As soon as Gao Xiaoming entered the courtyard, he dragged Feng Ye's hand and walked out, saying as he walked: "My mother asked me to invite you to come to my house for dinner. Go quickly, it will be ready soon, my father and second brother are back, let's go miss you."

Feng Ye knew that Village Chief Gao and his second son had gone to do odd jobs at a landlord's house near the county town outside Shanwai with many men in the village a few days ago.He was dragged by Gao Xiaoming all the way, and after a while he arrived at Village Chief Gao's house next to Sunping in the center of the village.

Their family is relatively well-off in the village. Their house is a row of large tile-roofed houses made of rough bricks, with a main room in the middle and two rooms on each side; Some withered melon vines crawled on the courtyard wall made of stones and mud bricks, and there were stacks of firewood and hay in the corner, and a few chickens in the yard were leisurely eating the chaff.

In an earthen house next to the tile-roofed house, Mrs. Gao was busy cooking. When she saw Feng Ye coming, she greeted her with a smile, "Here comes Tong Wazi. Go and sit in the main room. You can eat in a while." Feng Yehong He answered with a stern face and followed Gao Xiaoming.

Ever since Feng Ye cried and was coaxed by Aunt Gao like a child, Feng Ye was so ashamed that she wished she would never meet Aunt Gao in her life.The last time I came to Village Chief Gao to ask about Maizi, Mrs. Gao was watching with a smile on her side. At that time, his face was so hot that he could fry eggs.Until now, he still feels awkward when he sees Mrs. Gao, but in the eyes of others, he has just returned to the shy and fearful appearance of Li Tong before.Of course, Feng Ye didn't know.

The dinner was very sumptuous, at least it was the best that Feng Ye had ever seen since coming here - a big plate of braised pork, a plate of fried small fish, a scrambled egg with leeks, a vegetarian stir-fried cabbage heart, and a stewed fat Meat and soybeans.The staple food is braised brown rice and a dozen buckwheat buns.There are a lot of meals, but there are just too many people to eat.Apart from their three sons, the village chief and his wife also have two daughters. The eldest daughter Gao Caitao is married, the second daughter Caili is married, and Daming's daughter-in-law. The whole family and Feng Ye sit together Just made enough for a table.

During the dinner, everyone did not abide by the dining etiquette of eating without talking, and gossiped while eating.Aunt Gao and Daming's daughter-in-law Hong Gu kept persuading Feng Ye to eat more, but Feng Ye was not polite, and listened to them while eating.Although they were talking about who in which village built a new house, who got married to whom, what kind of crops became more expensive and cheap this year, etc., but Feng Ye, who hadn't talked for a long time, still listened Have relish.

It can be seen from this that Feng Ye is actually quite a gossip.

After dinner, everyone was still sitting in the main room chatting, Feng Ye was about to say goodbye and go back when Mrs. Gao dragged him to the next room, and found two semi-old jackets and a pair of thin cotton trousers from the cabinet And a pair of Xinna shoes, "This is the clothes that your brother Xiaoming bought the year before last. This kid is growing so fast that he doesn't fit right now. The material is good. The aunt has washed and modified it. If you don't mind it, I will wear it for you." I don't think you have any clothes to keep out the cold, and your body is weak, so don't freeze. It can be cold in the morning and evening at this time. These shoes are newly made by the aunt, and they are made of thick homemade cloth. You red the year before last. When my sister-in-law got married, there were still some left over from someone else's house. I specially made it thicker, which is also suitable for this season." Said, rolled up the clothes and shoes and put them in Feng Ye's arms.

Feng Ye hugged it blankly, not knowing what to say for a moment.

After he woke up, in this mountain village for so long, Mrs. Gao's family treated him best and cared the most.Although Li Tong still has many uncles and relatives in the clan, several of them visited him during his illness, expressed verbal comfort, and they were kind and warm when they met each other, but none of them were as good as Mrs. Gao's family. Well done to him.Feng Ye didn't want everyone to care about him, but he just felt that Mrs. Gao and those who were not related to him were so kind to him, and he was moved again.Even if these concerns are given under conditions permitting, it may not be a big favor to others, but to Feng Ye, it is a timely help.Isn't it like this these days?There is less charcoal in the snow, but more icing on the cake.In modern times, this kind of thing is commonplace, and Feng Ye didn't feel much about it, but it was very rare when others sincerely treated him well, even his parents, brothers and sisters were unfamiliar with each other because of years of separation. How could anyone care about his food and clothing?

Accustomed to the city life of indifference, Feng Ye would always be at a loss when faced with such care at first, and didn't know how to deal with it.He just had an idea that he must earn a lot of money in the future and repay Aunt Gao and the others well.

Because of this idea, in the following years, Feng Ye has been tirelessly looking for various ways to make money. His persistence and enthusiasm for earning money and living a good life are comparable to the Chinese bid for the Olympic Games, so that he fell into the trap of someone trap without knowing it.Of course, this is for another day.

9. Olive...

The sun gradually rises, and the sunlight shines on this quiet mountain village. Life is as plain and peaceful as ever.People in the mountain village had already gone out to work before the sun rose, and only the laughter of children and the scolding of women occasionally came from the village.On an uphill, a child with a small basket on his back was driving something away with a whip in his hand.

Looking closer, it turned out to be Feng Ye, who was going to pick up olives today, and brought back some firewood by the way.

The tip of the grass on the mountain road in the morning was covered with dewdrops. He broke a grass whip and beat the dew in front of him as he walked, so that people would not get their clothes and shoes wet so quickly.

Finding the place where the olives were found that day, Feng Ye put the basket under the tall olive tree, picked up and cut down the dry branches around with a hatchet, and identified the surrounding tree species and wormwood while picking. It seems that there are mountain ferns, the shoots of which are edible, but there are not many of them at this time, but in the area not far from the olive tree, Feng Ye still picked a small handful of tender shoots. bracken.Take it back and blanch it, let it cool and serve.

The trees in this forest are not too dense, sunlight can shine in through the branches and leaves, and there are quite a few branches that were broken by the wind.Feng Ye dragged them to the olive tree and put them in a few small piles. Feng Ye found the tree vines, divided them into several small bundles, and tied them in two bundles with smoother and larger dead wood. The olives were bundled into a load and set aside, and then began to look for olives that had fallen to the ground and were covered with grass and leaves.

When I was young, Feng Ye lived at my grandma’s house. During the season when olives were ripe, my grandma would often send Feng Ye to the village to pick up olives. Feng Ye still remembered that those olive trees were taller than a three-story building. The crown of the tree is covered there like an umbrella, and bears fruit twice a year, and the fruit will fall from time to time, and it was hit by the fruit on a windy night.Raw green olives are always very sweet, and they can also be made into ten-scented olives and candied olives. The carapace made by grandma with black olives is always better than the bought ones, and it is especially delicious when eaten with rice.At that time, he watched his grandma make these things and knew how to do them.

He asked Mrs. Gao, people here hardly eat this kind of hard and astringent black olives, even green olives are only eaten raw, soaked in salt water, or salted and dried. Just eat dried fruit.In this way, the way of eating olives at this time is far less varied than in modern times.Therefore, the olive tree is generally wild, and no one will plant it as a serious fruit tree, and no one will pick up the black olives on the mountain.In Feng Ye's view, that processing method is too simple, and he can produce more olive food.

Now this kind of black olive with black and purple appearance is also called black olive. Not only the fruit, but also the leaves and roots can be used as medicine, and it is suitable for cooking.

Feng Ye just squatted on the ground, holding the branches while pulling them, while thinking about how to use these olives to sell money.During this period of time, he racked his brains thinking about how to earn more money to spend the New Year before winter comes. Not to mention anything else, at least he needs to buy another thick quilt and two cotton-padded clothes, or he is used to the air conditioner alone. Those who work with the heater really can't stand the cold in winter.We should also prepare more firewood, which can be burned to keep warm when the time comes.

Just thinking about it like this, I found a lot of olives in half a day, and put them in the back basket to cover half of the bottom. Some olives just fell off, and the appearance is still fresh and plump, and some fell off for a long time. , has been half-dried, but it has not broken due to the dry ground.

Feng Ye cut down another long thin bamboo, swung it up and beat the low olive branches, and the sparse fruits fell down.After picking it up, a back basket was more than half full, and it seemed to weigh at least 20 kilograms.If it was all made into olive vegetables, there would be a jar.Seeing that it was almost noon, Feng Ye decided to come back in the afternoon.

With a basket on his back and a load of firewood on his shoulders, Feng Ye went home humming the tune of "Rape Flowers".

After dinner, Feng Ye didn't take a nap anymore, so he went up the mountain again to pick up the firewood bundled in the morning. After going back and forth three times in a row, it was considered that it was all transported back, and the bundles were spread out in the yard to dry.He carried the dried branches and firewood back to the kitchen and piled up half of the wall in the corner of the kitchen.

This house is really too small. Although Feng Ye is the only one, he still thinks that there should be a firewood room where firewood and some farm tools can be stacked; ;If possible, there will be a guest room, a special chicken coop, and chickens and ducks can be raised in the future, so that life will be more complete and decent.

In the windy night, he was resting on the pile of straw in the yard, and the sun was warming him, making him lazy.After resting for half an hour, he went up the back mountain again with a basket on his back.

This time he wanted to climb up the tree and beat the olives down.But the root of the tree was too big to climb, so he took a lot of effort to cut down a thick moso bamboo, and leaned it on a low and load-bearing olive branch. Tie the bamboo to the branches.Then he pulled up the bamboo pole leaning against the tree trunk, and climbed up cautiously. Then he stood on the branch, leaning his back on the tree trunk, and swung the bamboo pole.Hearing the sound of crackling fruit falling to the ground, Feng Ye burst into laughter.

This afternoon, he got more than half a basket of olives.When I got home, Feng Ye boiled a pot of hot water, poured the cleaned olives into the pot and scalded them for about 10 minutes, then took them out, put salt and rubbed them evenly, and put them in the wooden barrel used to carry water to pickle delicious.The next day, after the sun came out, spread it out in a dustpan to dry, and then salt it for another night. The next day, use a knife to cut a circle around the middle of the olive, and twist it hard, and the olive meat will fall off from the core.

The olive pits without the flesh are dried, and the terminal kernels inside can be smashed and eaten, which are as fragrant as walnuts. After frying, they can be used as fillings to make cakes or pastries. It is said that oil can also be squeezed.The skin of black olives can be used to make dyes. It is said that the olive pit charcoal made from the olive kernels kicked off was once the top-grade charcoal that ancient Chinese scholar-bureaucrats sought when drinking tea, but I don’t know if this is the case here.I think when Feng Ye heard this statement, he checked the information specially, and admired the way the rich people enjoyed life in ancient times.

The olive meat that has been removed looks like a miniature three-cornered hat, so it is named Olive Cape.Fill salt into olive horns, and after a period of pickling, it becomes olive horn pickles; smash it into lumps or paste, and you can make olive cakes and olive sauces.These are excellent for rice, mixed vegetables, and as seasonings.

People in Fengyetuo Village bought several large and small jars from the county seat, sealed the prepared olives in them, and put them on the stove. It is estimated that they will be ready to eat in more than ten days.

The author has something to say: I came to Baidu about the wide range of uses of black olives, but I even saw my mother do the method of making olive horns.If there is something wrong, please ignore it, ignore it...

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10. Raising chickens...

On this day, after lunch, Feng Ye went to Zhang Youcai's house in the village.

The Zhang family has the only surname in Dieshan Village, and they moved here from Zhangjia Village in Yingxian County, Hongzhou in the south more than ten years ago.Zhang Youcai's daughter-in-law turned out to be a girl married off by the Li family in Dieshan Village. Her parents had only one daughter, and her husband's family in Hongzhou was hit by a flood, so she and her husband and daughter moved to their parents' house in Dieshan Village. Later, the flood subsided. However, Zhang Youcai did not move back to his hometown, so he persuaded the head of the Li family and village head at that time to settle down in Dieshan Village.Now that the old couple of the Li family had passed away long ago, the villagers had already recognized the Zhang family as a member of Dieshan Village. Zhang Youcai had gained a firm foothold in Dieshan Village and became the head of the family.

This talented person looks to be about 40 years old, and he is a good carpenter. Feng Ye guessed that the people in the village accepted the Zhang family so quickly, probably because they wanted to earn a good carpenter to come to the village.

Zhang Carpenter's family is the closest family to Feng Ye's house in the village. The house is built on a flat slope surrounded by a dry mountain land. Now it is full of winter corn, and the seedlings have just emerged.His home is only a hundred steps away from the center of the village.

When Feng Ye walked into the yard of his house, a little yellow dog barked at him. Zhang Carpenter, who was sitting in the yard weaving a cage, quickly stopped the dog and let Feng Ye in with a smile.

"I think it's time for you to come too. The barrel and tub are ready, but the cage is not finished yet. You sit down first, and you'll be fine in a while."

"It's okay, you do what you want, I'll sit here and wait."

As soon as Feng Ye sat down on the bench beside him, Zhang Sheng, a child of Zhang's family, ran out of the house, giggling and patting Feng Ye's thigh, calling "Brother, come play with me" in a childish voice. .Feng Ye had no choice but to hug him and play with his fingers.

When I first saw this little kid last time, he was still hiding in his mother's arms, looking shy, but not long after Feng Ye teased him a few words, he actually dragged Feng Ye to accompany him Playing with little clay figurines, he even stuffed the clay doll he made into Feng Ye's arms, which he called "Take it home for my brother to play with".

Feng Ye is most at a loss for this kind of three- and four-year-old children who are full of energy and curiosity. In the past, when they went home for the New Year in modern times, they used to get headaches from being pestered by their sister's son.

"Hey! Li Tong is here. We have to wait for a while." Zhang's sister-in-law came out of the house, saw Feng Ye being entangled by her son again, went to pick up the child, and put the child aside, "Xiao Bao, go play, don't be entangled Look at you, Brother Li." The kid Zhang Sheng played obediently for a while, seeing that his mother didn't pay attention, he jumped up and spread his short legs to rush into Feng Ye's arms, and Feng Ye had to hold him to play with him.

I heard that Carpenter Zhang had this son when he was in his 30s. The couple are usually very fond of this little boy. Fortunately, the child is still young, and under the arrogance of his family, he has not yet developed a domineering temperament. I don't know what will happen in the future, but this little kid is completely a ghost now.He was sitting in Feng Ye's arms, twisting his small body here and there, pulling Feng Ye's sleeves with his small hands, and tugging at Feng Ye's skirt. Several mouth watermarks were printed on the face.Feng Ye almost wanted to call him his ancestor.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for Carpenter Zhang to finish the cage. Feng Ye handed over the total of 72 Wen for the wooden barrel and wooden basin and the chickens to Mrs. Zhang, and brought the things back with the enthusiastic help of Carpenter Zhang. Home.

The chick was bought when Feng Ye came to Zhang's house the day before yesterday.It is said that Feng Ye came to Zhang's house that day to order a wooden bucket for bathing and two wooden basins for holding things. Just in time, Zhang's sister-in-law came back from selling chicks at the market, and saw that there were a dozen cute ones left in her basket. Because of the primitive temptation of "the chicken lays the egg, the egg lays the chicken", Feng Ye proposed to buy some chicks to raise.When Mrs. Zhang heard that he wanted to buy it, she waved her hand happily: "If you want it, I'll give it to you. Anyway, it's leftovers, and I don't want to keep many of them." Feng Ye was shocked.Originally, he wanted to say that he only wanted five or six, but he didn't know if he could support them.Now it is said that he will give him a group for free, but he dare not accept it.The two talked there for a long time, and in the end they agreed that Zhang's sister-in-law was willing to take his money. It turned out that the chickens that sold for two cents a piece were all sold to Feng Ye for one and a half cents, and they also gave a gift made by Zhang carpenter. chicken coop.

The little fluffy chicks are like a small ball in the hand, but eighteen of them squeezed together are also a small piece, and when they grow up, they will become a large group. If they are all hens, then the eggs every day... Feng Ye was immersed in the dream of wealth and laughed foolishly unconsciously.

When he got home, he cleaned up the utility room, cleared out a corner to put the chicken cage, and spread some straw under the cage.Now the chicks are still small, they can stay in the cage, and after a while they will have to build a chicken coop, otherwise the chickens will make this utility room stink.Then Feng Ye went up to the back hill and dragged back a few bamboos to strengthen and heighten the fence in the yard. Now the chickens are kept in the yard during the day, so that the chickens must be prevented from getting out or the foxes will take the chickens away.The chicken coop also needs to be made, a little every day, and it will be just in time for the chickens when they grow up.

Alas, it seems that re-planning the house is still very necessary.

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11. Try...

In the blink of an eye, more than ten days have passed, and the weather is still fine. On a windy night, I water and weed the vegetable fields every day, feed the chickens and collect firewood, cut bamboo to build a chicken coop, and go to the fields and ditches from time to time to dig wild vegetables Herbs, apart from having no entertainment at night and going to bed early and getting up early every day, live a leisurely life.

One day at noon, when Feng Ye went to the cellar to get some peanuts to eat, he found that some of the potatoes that had been put in the cellar earlier had grown some small sprouts.

"It germinated so quickly? Is it because it's the season for potato planting? Or is it because of the temperature?" Well, it doesn't matter if it sprouts, you can try to grow potatoes. A bud eye is a potato.

Give it a try.Just do it, Feng Ye checked the potatoes again, there were still too few sprouts.He remembered that in his previous life, there was a method in the countryside that used gibberellin to accelerate germination, but there was no gibberellin here, so he had to try the usual indoor germination method.

Feng Ye took all the potatoes out, cut each potato into several pieces, and kept a bud eye for each potato piece, washed the cut potato pieces with cold boiled water, and spread them out under the eaves to dry in a place out of the sun. Then go to the river and stream to get some clean sand and come back. Next to the kitchen stove, cover the dried potato pieces layer by layer with wet sand, then spread a layer of wet straw, and sprinkle some water every other day.

After doing this, you need to wait.

During this period, Feng Ye opened another piece of land next to the vegetable garden behind the house to grow potatoes, because it was a land that had been deserted for a long time, and Feng Ye had to bury the decomposed farm manure into the soil while plowing the land, so that in the future During the growing period, there is no need to fertilize potatoes.Burying manure is a dirty job. It took three days in the wind and night to get a piece of land out, and after three or four days of drying and watering the ground to ferment, you can grow things.

After about seven days, Feng Ye pulled out the potato pieces and found that each piece had sprouts like small grains of rice. Put them in the shade of a tree by the edge of the vegetable garden for another two days, and the shoots would be stronger , can be planted.

But it's a pity that these potatoes are too smooth, and there are very few sprouts, so one potato can only be divided into three to four potato cubes, and no more. Potatoes without sprouts may rot in the soil and will not grow sprouts.

Feng Ye planted the sprouted potatoes in pits every [-] centimeters or so in the plowed land. After the potatoes were planted, there was still a small piece of land left empty.Feng Ye was thinking, should he go to the mountains to look for it again, maybe he can find some potatoes, if he can fill this land, besides saving the seeds next year, he can have a lot of potatoes to cook for himself.With an idea, Feng Ye decided to go into the mountains in the afternoon.

After an early lunch, Feng Ye took the machete and shovel, put his back on his back and set off.

Along the way, he pulled all the herbs he saw into his back basket. When he went for a walk in the village more than a month ago, he found that the villagers often sold the dried herbs to the pharmacy in the county town.Although the money I get each time is not much, it is always good to be able to subsidize the family once in a while.At that time, Feng Ye carefully identified a few kinds, and also consulted the elders in the village who knew better, and he also got to know a lot of common herbs that are common in the fields and mountains, and commonly used in pharmacies.Even if these are not sold for money, each family in the countryside will prepare them by themselves, and cook medicine for minor illnesses and pains.After Feng Ye understood this, he became interested in digging herbs. He often went out to look for herbs when he had nothing to do. Now he has saved several catties of various herbs and is waiting for the day when he will go to the market. Take it to sell.

Feng Ye climbed over the hilltop of the back mountain and went down to the valley.Autumn is gradually getting deeper, and the maple trees in the forest feel a lot more red, driving away the bleakness of autumn. In addition, most of the trees here are evergreen trees, so the overall appearance of this mountain forest has not changed.Those chestnut trees dropped a lot of thorn balls, Feng Ye gathered them together, put them under the chestnut tree, and brought them back when he went back.

Ever since he discovered these chestnut trees, Feng Ye has often been able to eat fried chestnuts. In the past two months or so, he has come to pick up chestnuts every once in a while, and brought them back with thorn balls. Slowly peel off the thorn shells from time to time, these dried thorn shells can also be used as firewood to burn, saving labor and worry, it really kills multiple birds with one stone.

There are many small animals in this forest, especially squirrels.Sometimes when I go to pick up chestnuts or firewood, Feng Ye can find these little things scurrying around in the forest and on the trees. They also pick up chestnuts just like Feng Ye. Back to the nest.As soon as the windy night came, they ran up the tree in fright, but poked their heads among the branches, they were so cute.

The grassland below the valley is still so green and green, and thick leaves from the mountains have accumulated on the edge of the valley; the leaves of the sansho trees have fallen a lot, and the grown sansho trees have been picked off by Feng Ye; A few shoots sprouted, and there were many small footprints of animals in the wetland next to the spring.Li Changsheng, a hunter in the village, the eldest son of Fengye's cousin Li Shenglin, said that some ginsengs used to grow around this valley, but because of excessive excavation, they are gone now.The kudzu root of the yam is quite common, and the villagers can often dig it up. Feng Ye once dug up two when collecting firewood, and he boiled and ate it. Later, he found out that the yam is not cheap in the city. He regrets it.

Feng Ye walked along one side of the valley to Dieshan Mountain, where the forests were relatively denser, and there were more various animals and plants in it.He didn't dare to go deep into the Butterfly Mountain when he entered the mountain before, but later he heard from Li Changsheng that there were no ferocious beasts on the Butterfly Mountain, and he often came here when he was hunting. Ye was not so afraid anymore, and felt that he should go into the deep mountains for a walk, familiarize himself with the familiar environment, maybe he could also hunt some wild game or something.But when he really came, he didn't dare to go too deep, he was afraid of getting lost.Although Feng Ye is not a road idiot, but in such a deep forest that covers the sky, his sight is restricted, and the surrounding trees are similar. He didn't keep me from throwing myself in this mountain.

Although the Butterfly Mountain looks very high, the slope is not too steep, and there are still many flat lands in the forest.Between some rocks, occasionally a mountain spring seeps out. Around the spring, Feng Ye found a mantou fruit tree. Three of the fruits on it have matured. The dark red fruits hanging from the roots of the tree are very attractive.This kind of fruit looks like a slightly flattened pear, with a sucker-like navel at the bottom. The outer skin is very thin and can be easily torn off. The inside is like papaya. With a large lump of transparent honey like jelly, it is very delicious.