Quick Transmigration: Reversing the Life of a Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character

After she finished showering, she cut the lichen into sections, found a small jar, sprinkled salt into it layer by layer, put the lid on, and put it in the storage room.

In the room, Chang Xuan was playing with his new toy with great interest, directing it to spin around on the table, even loosening the gauze in his play.

"Okay, you can play again tomorrow. You won't take a bath today. Come here, let Mommy wipe you down."

Chang Xuan reluctantly put away his toys and went to the bathroom with his mother.

The next day, Chang Dongning did not go out to collect materials. She was a little worried about Chang Xuan's hands. No matter how sensible he was, he was still a child. He was careless when playing. If he caused secondary injury and no one was home, how much pain would he suffer?

"Mom, what are you doing?" Chang Xuan asked, checking on his mother after playing for a while.

"Knead the dough, and steam the buns at noon."

After a while, "Mom, what are you doing?"

"Is there too much pickled vegetable soup in this bowl?" Chang Dongning looked at the water that had seeped out of the jar and hesitated whether to pour it out.

"Let me see." The little head peeked over, curiously looking at it, even though it couldn't understand it.

At noon, Chang Dongning steamed a lot of steamed buns and put them in the refrigerator so that they could be heated up and eaten in the morning.

She peeled the peanuts, cut them in half, and made boiled peanuts. However, due to insufficient seasoning and her mediocre cooking skills, the final product was only slightly tastier than boiled peanuts in salt water alone.

"Sweet?" Chang Xuan took a bite of the steamed bun, pleasantly surprised.

"Yes, Mom put sugar in it."

"tasty."

"Is there anything you don't like?" Chang Dongning laughed, this kid probably hasn't seen anything good before.

"Everything Mom cooks is delicious."

"You have such a sweet tongue."

"The steamed bun is sweet."

Chang Xuan ate some noodles and braised chicken for dinner. He was very satisfied. Chang Dongning was a little disappointed. She wanted to eat pork. There were pigs in this world, some of which were mutated and bigger than cows. They tasted good, but they were hard to kill. There were also artificially bred animals in the safe zone, but they were few in number and very expensive. Ordinary people couldn't buy them at all.

Once animals mutate, they become very difficult to breed artificially. Some animals are so temperamental that they would rather starve to death than accept being domesticated by humans.

She's going out to collect crops again tomorrow, and she told her child, "Xuanxuan, Mommy is going out to collect crops tomorrow. I'll take off your gauze before I leave in the morning. Be careful when you're playing by yourself at home."

The wound isn't deep, and it's already scabbed over, so I won't need to wrap it with gauze tomorrow.

"it is good."

"Mom made some nut tofu for lunch, and also some berries. They're all in the refrigerator."

"Okay, Mom."

After dinner, Chang Dongning made some pomegranate juice, leaving some for Chang Xuan and storing the rest in her own space to drink tomorrow. At the same time, she put an identical cup in her basket as a cover.

There was a river at the place she was going to tomorrow. She went into the storage room, took out the fishing rod from home, checked the fishing line and landing net, and after confirming that there were no problems, she folded the fishing rod and put it into her basket.

This fishing rod was purchased by Chang's father. Although it's not the most advanced, it's not the most primitive kind either, which is hand-made. Among the remaining tools in the house, the more primitive ones were left by Chang's grandparents, while the more modern ones were purchased when Chang's father was alive. Most of them were sold by the original owner.

The next morning, she got up, heated up three steamed buns, ate two herself, left some food for Changxuan in a thermos, and then went to catch the bus with her basket on her back.

After more than an hour of bumpy travel, we arrived at today's collection point. Standing on the road, we observed the area and entered the radish field. There weren't many people collecting radishes because you have to dig a hole, dig them out, and then test them. If they are highly radioactive, it's a waste of time. The main reason is that the mutated radishes are too spicy, and many people don't like to eat them. The purchase price in the safe zone is also not high.

Chang Dongning doesn't particularly like eating radishes; her main purpose today is fishing, and the closest route is through the radish field.

There were already many radishes that had been dug up and were sticking their heads out, with deep and shallow scratches on them, obviously from high radiation, and then they were abandoned there, with part of them exposed to continue growing.

The fact that it wasn't completely dug out and taken away proves that it is highly radioactive, but people passing by later will still test it again, hoping for a miracle to happen.

"Drip, high radiation level, not for consumption."

Chang Dongning passed by and checked the radishes that had already sprouted. There was no miracle, so she wasn't surprised. She continued walking in. The thorns on the radish leaves were very hard, so she put on her radiation-proof goggles and wrapped herself up tightly before walking into the middle of the radish patch.

"Drip, moderate radiation, consume in moderation."

Huh? The leaves are already showing moderate radiation before we've even started digging? Actually, radish leaves are edible, but the mutated radish leaves are even worse, spicier than radishes, and the thorns are more troublesome to remove. People who collect them near the safe zone definitely won't let them go, but those who spent points to take the shuttle bus out have better options and won't choose to collect radishes.

For example, the large-leaf spinach next door is the first choice for many people. The leaves are large, each leaf weighs almost a pound, tastes good, and is sold at a high price.

Chang Dongning squatted down, took out a shovel, and started digging. After digging out a head, he first checked it.

"Drip, low radiation, edible."

She continued digging. This radish wasn't very big, about half an adult's arm's length, with a green skin. Even with the leaves, it was only a little over a meter tall. She cut off the leaves and stuffed them into the basket along with the radish.

Then, she harvested a carrot with moderate radiation.

As she walked out of the radish field, she glanced at the time. It was not yet nine o'clock, and there were already a few people fishing by the river. She chose a relatively quiet spot, took out her fishing rod, used a piece of chicken intestine as bait, cast the hook, and set up the fishing rod.

She cut the nearby grass, spread it flat on the riverbank, placed a burlap sack on it, and sat on it.

Ten minutes later, she cast her line and pulled up a fish that wasn't too small.

"Ding! Fangfish, highly radioactive, not edible."

Chang Dongning removed the fish from the hook, threw it back into the river, and continued to bait and cast the hook.

The people who had been watching her reel in the fish looked away when she threw it back into the river.

I don't know if the fish here really like to eat chicken intestines, or if she has some special qualities that attract fish, but in the following time, she kept casting her line, and just after 10 o'clock, she had already caught two edible fish.

The sun grew hotter, and the radiation levels in the air rose. Chang Dongning put away his fishing rod, picked up his folding bucket, crossed the simple bridge, and went to rest under a tree on the other side of the river.

"Excuse me, may I bother you?"

Chang Dongning had just found a place and hadn't even sat down when someone came over to talk to her.

"Is something the matter?" Chang Dongning's posture was tense. There were always people around her at this collection point today. Even when she was in the radish field, there were several people collecting radishes, so she had no room to increase her harvest.

Two small radishes and two fish in one morning—this harvest is already quite impressive.