Sheng Zhiyi reached out and picked a few persimmons from the tree, wiped the skin casually with his hand, and then put them directly into his mouth.

The rich fruity aroma instantly filled his mouth.

He bit it lightly with his teeth, and the flesh burst, and the juice overflowed like a sweet bomb, sweet to the heart.

: "It's really delicious."

After Sheng Zhiyi finished eating, he looked at his partner and nodded in agreement.

"It's a pity that the fruits on these wild persimmon trees are so small, otherwise we could pick some and make persimmon cakes."

As Mu Yunxi spoke, a hint of regret flashed in her eyes.

When making persimmon cakes, larger persimmons are generally used because they lose about two-thirds of their moisture during the processing.

If such small persimmons like this are used to make persimmon cakes, only the skin and the core will be left in the end.

: "That's ok, let's eat something fresh."

Sheng Zhiyi comforted.

Then he reached out and grabbed the branch, gently pulled it down, broke off a lot of persimmons, and handed them to Mu Yunxi.

Mu Yunxi looked at the fiery red persimmon in her hand, and suddenly an idea flashed in her mind.

"Can we use the pulp of these persimmons to make steamed buns?"

This persimmon is so sweet. It would be delicious if it could be used to steam buns.

Sheng Zhiyi thought for a few seconds and said softly,

: "I think we can give it a try."

"Although the steamed buns that everyone makes nowadays are either made of three-grain flour, cornmeal, or white flour."

"But when I was in school, I ate red date steamed buns made by my neighbor. They were steamed buns made with red dates and white flour."

: "It tastes okay, fragrant and sweet."

Mu Yunxi nodded upon hearing this, as if thinking about something.

She also thought it should be feasible. Although she had never eaten persimmon buns in her previous life, she had eaten pumpkin buns and brown sugar buns!

Now it should be the same if we change it to persimmon.

"Then let's pick some and take them back."

Mu Yunxi didn't think any more and put the basket on her back on the ground.

"Okay, I'll pick them, and you take them and put them in the backpack."

Sheng Zhiyi answered without hesitation.

:" good."

After Mu Yunxi finished speaking, she took the backpack and stood next to Sheng Zhiyi.

One of them picked persimmons while the other took them and put them into the backpack, working in perfect harmony.

The two were picking wild persimmons.

Suddenly, a flock of pigeons flew over from a distance and landed on the persimmon tree next to them.

A group of pigeons didn't seem to be afraid of Mu Yunxi and Sheng Zhiyi. They stood on the treetops and pecked at the bright red tomatoes with their sharp beaks.

While pecking at the persimmons, it rhythmically flapped its smooth pigeon wings.

From time to time, it makes a satisfied 'coo' sound.

It's like praising the deliciousness of these foods.

Mu Yunxi and Sheng Zhiyi looked at each other and tacitly understood the meaning in each other's eyes.

The two men slowly squatted down, picked up a few stones of suitable size from the ground, and held them in their hands.

Mu Yunxi secretly made a gesture to Sheng Zhiyi, indicating that they should act together.

Sheng Zhiyi nodded slightly.

Then the two of them threw the stones in their hands towards where they aimed.

"Whoosh...whoosh..."

The stone made a slight sound of breaking through the air and hit the place where the pigeon was.

The group of pigeons that were eating happily were suddenly startled and flew away in all directions.

Unfortunately, even though the pigeons reacted quickly, four of them were still hit by Mu Yunxi and Sheng Zhiyi.

"Dang-dang~Dang-dang~"

As the sound of stones falling to the ground was heard, four wild pigeons also fell on the grass.

The group of frightened pigeons flapped their wings desperately and flew away in panic.

A few of them were frightened and fell into the grass, and then flew away quickly in the blink of an eye.

The pigeons were flying and screaming "cooing, cooing, cooing".

It’s a pity that Mu Yunxi, Sheng Zhiyi and others can’t understand animal language.

If they could understand the language of animals, they would know that the pigeons are shouting,

"Killing birds, killing birds, there are demons killing birds here, everyone run away."

Sheng Zhiyi walked over to the tree and picked up a few pigeons that had fallen on the ground.

Two pigeons were knocked unconscious by stones.

Two pigeons were killed by stones.

Sheng Zhiyi looked carefully at the two stunned pigeons for a while, secretly amazed.

To achieve this level, you must have very precise control over the strength of your arms.

This move of my partner is truly amazing.

"Xixi, you're really good at juggling stones."

Mu Yunxi curled her lips and said, "It's okay. I practiced for a while before."

Sheng Zhiyi looked at her smart and cunning eyes, and her face as white as jade in the sunlight.

His heart suddenly became active and felt numb.

I had the urge to hold her in my arms and give her a big kiss.