The whole village is starving, but I have a full warehouse of meat in the mall

Chapter 23 Look at this chicken, it’s all oily. How many good things did it eat to become so fat?

The old lady knew it was a chicken at a glance. Yesterday, the villagers were saying that the eldest son’s wife was lucky. Everyone was busy, but she was the only one taking a rest, and she actually managed to pick up a pheasant.

Look at this chicken, it’s all oily. How many good things did it eat to become so fat?

A big bowl of chicken soup with some bamboo shoots in it smelled so delicious that I wanted to drink it all in one breath.

But the old lady was never one to eat alone. She poured a bowl of chicken soup into the wild vegetable porridge pot, and then called Ye Sishan who was about to run away: "Stand still for a while."

When she walked in, she saw Li getting up. The old lady said casually, "Second daughter-in-law, bring out ten kilograms of bamboo shoots."

Li took a look at Ye Sishan who was waiting outside, and instantly understood that these ten kilograms of jade bamboo shoots must be sent to the first wife.

Everyone was busy yesterday, and only the sister-in-law was sitting aside to rest. She thought that the sister-in-law looked down on the jade bamboo shoots in the muddy ground, but she didn't expect that she was waiting here. So she wanted to ask the old house for food, right?
Li went to get the jade shoots indignantly.

The old lady took the bamboo shoots and handed them to Ye Sishan. She wanted to give him a few more instructions, but Ye Sishan picked up the bamboo basket, turned around and quickly ran away.

"This child..."

The old lady laughed and shook her head.

Looking at it this way, Sishan seems to be more lively and alert than before, and looks much cleaner too.

Li finished sweeping the floor in the house, but she couldn't suppress her anger. Finally, she couldn't help but mutter, "If you want to eat bamboo shoots, you should have dug them yesterday. Ten kilograms of bamboo shoots can be dug out in a short time. Why did you ask for them from the old house..."

Upon hearing this, Old Lady Ye frowned.

This second son's wife is getting more and more outrageous. She didn't even settle the account of the Li family secretly going up the mountain to dig bamboo shoots the night before, and she even dared to accuse her mother-in-law of favoring the first wife...

Just as the old lady was about to speak, Ye Erzhu exclaimed, "Grandma, why is the wild vegetable porridge so fragrant today..."

Ye Daya's eyes widened: "Look, there seems to be meat in the pot!"

Old Madam Ye smiled and said, "Your aunt just asked Sishan to bring it over!"

"Auntie is so kind!" Ye Dazhu drooled, "This must be the pheasant from yesterday!"

"Your aunt sent a bowl of chicken, and I asked Sishan to take back ten kilograms of bamboo shoots." When the old lady said this, she glanced at Li who was standing next to her, "Dazhu, do you think ten kilograms of bamboo shoots is too much?"

Ye Dazhu shook his head desperately: "If anyone gives me a bite of meat, I will give him 20 kilograms of bamboo shoots!"

Li knew that the old lady asked her this question on purpose, and she felt so embarrassed that she wished she could find a hole to crawl into.

A large bowl of steaming chicken soup was served.

A family of six sat down at the wooden table.

Drinking a bowl of chicken soup in the morning in summer can replenish your energy and relieve heat. The chicken is stewed for several hours, and it is tender and boneless. The meat is fat and tender, and the fresh and fragrant aroma fills the lips and teeth. The bamboo shoots are stewed until they are soft and glutinous. When you take a bite, you will want to swallow your tongue.

Pick up the wild vegetable pancake, soak it in the chicken broth, and take a bite. It is simply a great enjoyment in life.

After finishing breakfast, the seven people leaned back in their chairs and sighed. This life was so comfortable that they wanted to lie down like this forever.

"Ohkawa-san, are you there?"

Aunt Zhao's voice was heard at the gate of the yard, and Jiang Wan stood up to greet her.

Aunt Zhao was holding a bamboo basket with two long bamboo shoots in it. She stuffed the basket into Jiang Wan's hands and said, "You gave us three or four pounds of chestnuts the other day. I'm giving this back to you."

Jiang Wan pushed the basket back and said, "The plum blossoms did a day's work for our family, and they are already worth the chestnuts."

"Meihua ate two meals at your house, so it's nothing to do a day's work!" Aunt Zhao looked a little uncomfortable, "I put the things in the yard, take them if you want!"

She threw two bamboo shoots on the ground and walked away with the bamboo basket.

Jiang Wan had no choice but to pick up the bamboo shoots. Although Aunt Zhao had a stern face from beginning to end, she had to admit that Aunt Zhao was someone she could make friends with. She walked into the house and looked at the five children who were about to go out and said, "Aren't you tired after working all day yesterday? Take a break."

Ye Dahe carried a hoe and said, "Mom, I'm not tired. I'll go down to the fields and pull out some weeds."

"The rice is almost dead, there's no point in weeding it." Jiang Wan took the hoe off his shoulder and said, "Listen to me, go to sleep first, and we'll talk about it this afternoon if there's anything."

These five children are all in their growth period. They are tired after a day and did not sleep well at night, which affects their development.

As soon as she spoke, no one dared to resist and climbed onto the bed to rest.

Gu Xiaohui sat under a big tree in the yard, mending clothes for the six people in her family in the bright sunlight. The clothes were getting more and more worn, and they had to be mended almost every day. With patches on top of patches, it was no longer possible to tell what the clothes looked like originally.

Jiang Wanze sat in the main room, his chin supported by his hand, thinking about the groundwater.

She tried hard to recall the geographical knowledge she had learned and find the exact location of the groundwater, which seemed to require professional survey instruments.

She opened the mall and searched for surveying equipment. Damn, after confirming with her eyes, she knew it was something she couldn't afford.

There was no such thing in ancient times, so how did ancient people find water sources?

Jiang Wan searched for a long time, but there were no similar books in the mall.

Finally, I saw a book, which turned out to be a historical document on groundwater extraction, and it was priced at twenty-five copper coins.

She bought the book without hesitation.

She took the book, went to a deserted place in the backyard, and began to read seriously.

As the saying goes, books contain beautiful women and golden houses. Jiang Wan read the book for more than an hour and finally found a relatively simple way to perform the operation.

But what the book says may not be correct, she has to try it in practice to know.

She stood up, hid the book under the eaves, and walked to the front yard. Ye Dahe had already gotten up and was chopping wood.

After he finished chopping a piece of wood, he would glance at Gu Xiaohui who was sitting under the tree, and Gu Xiaohui's watery eyes would also look at him quietly. The two of them would look at each other, then quickly look away, and sweet pink bubbles would float in the air.

Jiang Wan covered his eyes.

Older single women refuse to eat dog food.

"mother……"

When Gu Xiaohui saw her standing beside her, her face turned red with embarrassment.

Jiang Wan coughed and said, "Well, Dahe, come here and help me identify this plant."

She picked up a branch and drew a grass on the ground, mainly drawing the shape of the leaves of the grass.

Ye Dahe recognized it immediately: "This is an ice platform. There are many behind the house."

Ye Dahe took Jiang Wan to the back of the house.

This place is full of weeds, but due to long-term exposure to the sun, these vigorous weeds have almost all dried up.

The ice platform is no exception. Its leaves have dried up and its roots have turned yellow.

Jiang Wan bent down and smelled it. It had a strong aroma. It was indeed what is commonly known as mugwort in modern times. This was what she was looking for.

She said, "Cut off all the ice platforms here and throw them in the yard."

(End of this chapter)