Jiang Yimian simply said, "This is taro."
Taro, also known as green taro, has the effects of benefiting the stomach and spleen, and dispersing lumps. It is rich in nutrients and can supplement a variety of trace elements.
It has a delicious flavor and is a common dish on the dining table.
Jiang Yimian especially loves the various taro paste dishes made from mashed taro.
Having been here for so long, this was the first time she had ever seen it.
Wang Zhuzi frowned and hesitated, saying, "This stuff is poisonous, isn't it?"
Although he had never seen a yam before, he had seen many of the plants in front of him.
There is a large river in their village, and many of these plants grow on both banks. Every flowering season, these plants bloom with slender yellow flowers that look tender and fresh.
At first, some villagers picked the flowers to cook and eat, but later they all got poisoned. Not only did their mouths and tongues become numb, but they also suffered from diarrhea for a long time. Since then, no one has dared to touch the flowers.
Jiang Yimian did not deny it, and nodded, saying, "Taro is indeed poisonous, but it is fine as long as it is cooked thoroughly. As for taro flowers, if you want to eat them, you must remove the pistils."
Wang Zhuzi hesitated for a moment, staring at the taro for a long time before looking at Jiang Yimian. "Why should I trust you? If this stuff is poisonous, wouldn't all the refugees on the mountain have been poisoned to death?"
He has no reason to gamble with the lives of dozens of people.
Jiang Yimian simply invited Zhao Dashu and the others to dig for taro together. Hearing this, she didn't explain, only saying, "You don't have to believe me. You can continue digging up tree roots and bark to eat."
She has said what she needed to say, and there's nothing she can do if these people don't believe her.
Taro and yam are plants that can still be harvested in winter.
Although the leaves and vines wither and fall, the edible parts are buried deep in the soil and will not freeze to death. Even if they are not dug up, they can continue to grow the following year.
The same goes for konjac, but if you just boil it, the texture isn't as good as yam or taro.
No one was thinking about what Wang Zhuzi was thinking at the moment; they all looked at the oval-shaped ball that Zhao Dashu had dug out of the soil.
Gou Sheng exclaimed in surprise, "This taro looks just like konjac, except the leaves on the outside are different."
Old Liu nodded repeatedly, and his worries were gone.
Since konjac is edible, things that resemble konjac must also be edible.
Jiang Yimian just smiled and didn't say much. She looked at Wang Zhuzi and continued, "It's best to peel taro and yam in a flowing stream. The sap on them will make your hands itchy, which is normal."
The increase in refugees on the mountain does pose a threat to the small depression, but she is not so heartless as to want everyone to die; they are just pitiful people.
Seeing that Wang Zhuzi was still hesitating, Zhao Dashu just smiled and said, "Brother Wang, don't worry, we've already eaten the yams, they're not poisonous."
As for taro, although this is our first time seeing it today, Sister Yimian said that if it's edible, then it's edible, and she wouldn't harm you.”
If Sister Yimian could take them in in the small depression, she certainly wouldn't harm those poor refugees who were forced to go up the mountain.
Wang Zhuzi glanced at Jiang Yimian, then looked at Zhao Dashu. He felt that the way she called him "Sister Yimian" sounded strange, but he didn't think much of it. After a while, he said, "I believe you."
There was really no reason for the girl in front of him to lie to him.
If they wanted to kill them, they wouldn't need to call him into the woods alone. If the boy had just shot a few more bamboo arrows, they wouldn't have been able to dodge them even if they wanted to.
Jiang Yimian nodded and continued, "I have a request."
Wang Zhuzi understood and assured them, "Don't worry, when I get back I will tell those refugees that there are wild animals in the deep mountains, and no one will dare to come here again. I will keep a close eye on the Liu brothers."
Half of the brothers I brought today are from the village, and the others haven't seen these people before. Even if I wanted to talk about them, I wouldn't know where to begin.
As for Liu Dafei and his slippery brothers, he will keep a close eye on them.
Jiang Yimian nodded, but still said coldly, "I hope that the Liu brothers won't get a single bite of the yam or taro."
These two brothers are too cunning. If they hadn't been prepared, we would have been tricked by them. Not to mention food, our lives would have been in danger.
It makes no sense that she would tell the two how to fill their stomachs after being tricked.
Wang Zhuzi was taken aback, but quickly recovered and nodded, saying, "Don't worry, young lady, I will definitely handle this matter well."
Jiang Yimian was finally satisfied and waved for the person to leave.
As soon as Wang Zhuzi went out, the short man rushed up to him and said angrily, "Brother Wang, are you alright? We're out now, let's rush in and seize the grain!"
He's determined to find out who dug this disgusting trap today.
The others were also filled with resentment, and they grabbed their long sticks and were about to rush towards the edge of the forest.
Wang Zhuzi shouted, "Stop it, all of you! If anyone dares to go into the deep mountains again, they'd better get down the mountain and join the bandits. Go back home!"
After saying that, he returned the way he came.
Although the others were still somewhat confused about what was going on, they saw that the people from Wangjia Village were leaving with Wang Zhuzi. They glared fiercely at the woods one last time before leaving.
The Liu brothers, Dafei and Dafei, finally managed to drag their nearly broken bodies out of the pit. As soon as they saw the group about to leave, they excitedly followed them.
They had wanted to leave for a long time; there were so many traps in this forest, and they could be doomed if they weren't careful.
As for food, they had already guessed that Wang Zhuzi must have reached some kind of agreement with Old Man Liu and the others, and that they would probably have food soon.
The thought of not having to go hungry or eat those unpalatable tree roots and bark made the two of them extremely happy, and they were already thinking about how much grain they should ask Wang Zhuzi for.
Seeing that the woods had returned to calm, Jiang Yimian and the others breathed a heavy sigh of relief.
Liu Dayong wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, feeling no joy, only relief at surviving a disaster.
God knows how panicked he was when he saw fifteen strong men with weapons walking towards them, fearing that they would all perish there that day.
Old Liu and the others breathed a sigh of relief. Apart from Gou Sheng, who was all smiles, and Lu Cijian, who had no expression, everyone else looked lingering fear.
Liu Dayong simply told everyone to re-trap the trap.
Jiang Yimian looked at Old Man Liu, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Grandpa, do you think I'm too heartless?"
Grandpa Liu just smiled and shook his head. "Yimian did the right thing. Those two brothers, Liu Dafei and Liu Dafei, are no good. Why should we share the food we know with them? Let them fend for themselves."
If he was dissatisfied with some of the brothers' actions in the past but still considered them relatives, now there is no affection left at all.
These two, driven by their own selfish desires, brought so many people to kill us; it's clear they have no intention of leaving them a way out.
If that's the case, why should he care about the lives of those two people?
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