A pot of mung bean soup was quickly cooked, and Lin Yuxi even tasted it.
Although she couldn't cook, making mung bean soup was easy for her. She filled several bowls with the soup, covered them with lids, and headed to the village office.
When she arrived at the village office, Cao Wang was tallying the villagers' work points, leave requests, and attendance records. After finishing the tallying, he knew how much grain each person would receive.
"Comrade Lin Yuxi, have you finished your farm work for today?" Cao Wang glanced at her; she not only didn't seem tired, but she looked particularly relaxed.
Lin Yuxi placed the mung bean soup on the table. "I'm done, village secretary. I wanted to ask if Qinghe Village has a map? I've been in the village for almost half a month, and I'd like to take advantage of this free time to familiarize myself with it."
Finding out the way on her own would be too slow, so she took a shortcut.
“There’s no map in the village, but I’ll draw a simple one for you.” Cao Wang found a newspaper and roughly sketched a map of Qinghe Village on it.
The mountain roads are rugged, and the nearest river is more than an hour's walk away.
"I heard you caught a pheasant in the mountains. That was just luck. But you can't go there. There might be wild boars, wolves, bears, or poisonous plants and insects. If you want to go into the mountains, just stay in the nearby areas." Cao Wang gave her some instructions and circled the more dangerous deep mountains in the newspaper.
Lin Yuxi's gaze fell on the newspaper. "I understand. The mung bean soup has gotten cold. You can have some to quench your thirst. I'll go up the hill now."
She took the newspaper and left, leaving a jar of mung bean soup on the table.
On the loess slope, Lin Yuxi carried a basket filled with several bowls of mung bean soup.
She walked around the area, then gave the mung bean soup to her family members, and then took two bowls to Gu Zhixiang and his wife. However, she didn't see Gu Chen after walking around, so she carried the basket to He Meifang's side.
"Lin Yuxi? Didn't you go back?" He Meifang was sweating profusely. Even with a canopy overhead to block the sun, she couldn't escape the heat of the field.
Lin Yuxi pushed the basket over, a smile playing on her lips. "I brought you a bowl of mung bean soup. Do you want some?"
Mung bean soup?
He Meifang stopped just as she touched the basket. "If you want to eat fish, I'll buy it for you from the supply and marketing cooperative. I'm not going to go with you to the deep mountains and forests."
As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Yuxi reached out and took out two yuan.
"Then bring me one tomorrow. If you don't have enough money, I'll give you the money tomorrow."
He Meifang looked at the two yuan and her lips twitched. "You really know how to take advantage of a situation."
She took the two yuan and put it in her pocket.
"Wait for me at the village entrance at six o'clock tomorrow, and I'll bring it to you."
Lin Yuxi carried a basket to the field, picked up the bowls along the way, and then carried them home. She then picked up a hoe and headed up the mountain.
This time, she had crossed the hill where she used to catch pheasants. Unlike last time when she was ripped off by the villagers, there was nothing there. The further she went, the wetter the ground became. She had already put the hoe in her spatial storage, and a sharp dagger appeared in her hand.
Actually, she also has a pistol in her space. In the post-apocalyptic world, pistols are just decorations in front of superhumans, but having them here would make too much noise and cause panic.
The grass gradually rose higher; what was once at foot level was now about the height of the calves.
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