Six Years After the Disaster, I Saved My Farm by Growing Bean Sprouts

Chapter 259 258. Nap

The taro fried in the simple environment in the mountains is still a little inferior to the big iron pot at home. Huaiyu said in a wise way:

“This multifunctional pot has limited materials and no pot gas!”

Zhou Qian: ...What's wrong with you?

"Also, the taro charge is actually the best when pickled and sour, but that one needs to be made slowly at home... Let's make do with it today."

Zhou Qian found it hard to imagine why there were so many ways to eat this taro stick. But no matter what, for him, the crispy texture of taro and lotus after entering his mouth, as well as the slightly spicy, salty, crisp and juicy feeling when he takes a bite, combined with the flatbread prepared before, are indeed better than eating them dry. Much more comfortable.

He was quite satisfied.

After the meal was finished, the pots were washed, and the two divided the remaining handful of raspberries. Huaiyu looked at the woods not far away and couldn't help but hesitated: "Brother Zhou Qian..."

Zhou Qian's scalp tightened: "If you have something to say, tell me something."

"That's it..." Huaiyu took out a ball of hemp rope from his backpack: "We have been walking all morning. Are your legs sore and painful? Why don't you take a nap?"

"Look!" She shook the hemp rope: "This is the hammock I tied at home. I can give you the sleeping bag."

Zhou Qian: ...He is so happy! I wonder, do you think this is an outing? After lunch, I had to take a nap! But as soon as I put the words of rejection on my lips, I suddenly realized that today was no different from an outing.

So he paused for a long time and then refused: "No, my legs are neither sore nor painful. They are even very strong. Let's keep walking."

He looked at the time on the communicator, thought about Kuang Biao's description, and finally relaxed: "Rest for half an hour at most."

The trees are covered with foliage. The heat at noon is not as unbearable as outside. Instead, the temperature will get higher when the heat evaporates at three or four o'clock in the afternoon. Zhou Qian said this and planned to arrange a rest at that time.

After all, they were walking around all morning, so this amount of exercise wouldn’t make them tired, right?

But Huaiyu had quickly found two trees and started tying the hammock.

Zhou Qian paused, and then took out a rolled-up sleeping bag from the basket on his back - no wonder the basket was packed to the brim, there really was everything.

However, when Zhou Qian laid the sleeping bag flat under the shade of the tree, he looked at Huai Yu who was already lying on the hammock and couldn't help but smile.

No need to be vigilant, no need to be vigilant in advance to clear everything, and no need to worry about losing... This feels really good.

There is a warm breath in the air, but the wind under the shade of the trees is slightly cool. The sleeping bag is on the ground, so you don't have to worry about insects and ants. You are surrounded by the safety that Huaiyu can guarantee along the way.

He stared at the dots of sun spots projected on the leaves, and he could see Huaiyu's dangling figure from the corner of his eye, and his consciousness gradually became chaotic.

…

When he opened his eyes again, Zhou Qian was in a trance for a moment, not knowing what night it was.

The wind gradually brought out the heat, and my body was soaked in hot sweat. The hammock not far away disappeared without a trace, and Huai Yu was nowhere to be seen.

But there was a particularly strong aroma in the air!

Zhou Qian came back to his senses and finally remembered what he was doing. When he quickly turned over and sat up, he saw the familiar small pot once again set up on the stove that had been set up at noon.

Huaiyu was fiddling with his chopsticks when a squeaking sound came from the pot:

"What's this?"

Zhou Qian came over and saw her looking up and smiling happily: "Brother Zhou Qian, you're awake!"

Zhou Qian stared at her: "Where did the shrimp come from?" Huaiyu pointed to the stream they passed by and explained: "I didn't touch the water, and I didn't get close! They were caught with a straw pole from a distance! "

There was no defensiveness about these shrimps. The blue-grey translucent river shrimps were hard to see in the water, but she easily caught a large handful of them. It was too hot to save, so Huaiyu simply unscrewed his own small oil bottle, removed the shrimp heads first and deep-fried a bottle of shrimp oil.

After heating it up, fry the wild garlic as well. You can fry anything you like and it will be delicious.

The remaining shrimps were shelled and de-threaded, and they were quickly fried in the oil pan just now. When Zhou Qian came over, Huaiyu had just sprinkled a slight amount of salt on them. Looking at Zhou Qian at this moment, he quickly picked up the shrimps with chopsticks. One went out:

"Brother Zhou Qian, try it!"

She was so attentive and careful that Zhou Qian couldn't express his frustration, so he had to reach out and pinch the tail of the shrimp and stuff it into his mouth.

Not to mention, it's fragrant and crispy and the meat inside is still tender. It's really delicious.

Seeing him open his mouth, Huaiyu immediately laughed, then quickly put all the shrimps he had packed into the leaf bucket, and then asked: "Are you ready to set off now?"

Zhou Qian raised his arm to look at the time, his expression almost tense for a moment—

"I slept for more than an hour?!"

Huaiyu nodded: "Yes! But you must have been nervous and tired this morning. It's normal to sleep more. I didn't call you."

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She wiped her sweat and said, "It's too late to leave now! Although we took a long detour, I still remember a cave we encountered before, where we can rest at night."

It was really unsafe to sit out in the jungle at night with a bonfire. Zhou Qian nodded and helped pack away the pot. Seeing that Huaiyu had put out the fire, he packed up his sleeping bag and said, "Let's go."

The cave still needs Huaiyu to lead the way. Although she can't remember some sections clearly, she finally managed to reach the plank road that was reserved for tourists before. Now that her feet were on the smooth road, she was still gesticulating about where to go at night. Resting area -

"That cave is at the corner of the plank road. It's more like a big stone protruding from a depression connecting it to the bottom."

"There's not much dirt, it's very clean, and it's perfect for a night's rest. The last time I went to see it, there were no bugs or ants."

She tried hard to search her memory and described: "The cave is quite unique, and there seems to be a scenic spot next to it. Standing on the plank road, you can see a stone mountain there, standing up like a finger. It is very abrupt and conspicuous. Very close too.”

"Brother Zhou Qian, let's go take a look together this time. If possible, we can mark it there in the future and go up the mountain to spend the night."

She even had a plan: "In this case, next time we go into the mountains to spend the night, I will ask Xiaokui in advance for a handful of melon seeds."

"It has grown as tall as bamboo now, and its flowers are big, yellow and conspicuous. If you plant one in a key place, wouldn't it be possible to spot it from a long distance away?"

"It can definitely be used as a landmark."

When she said this, she turned her head proudly: "Brother Zhou Qian, what do you think of my arrangement?"

Zhou Qian said expressionlessly: "Very good."

I just don’t know if Huaiyu realizes that the place she described is very similar to what Kuang Biao said, a place where mutated fungi grow.

Update two, good night. The next door is writing and writing.

(End of this chapter)