Chapter 263 262. Tiger Stick

Although there was no big fish or meat, the dinner was indeed too filling.

Although Zhou Qian still didn't dare to relax completely, he lay on the leaves with a unique plant scent and fell into a deep sleep after a while.

In the dark night, the ivy at my feet stretched out its branches tremblingly, and I felt around for the fine spore powder on the ground. I thought it was dust, and I happily collected it all night.

So much so that when Zhou Qian woke up in the morning and lifted his leg to walk out, he always felt that one of his legs was heavy, as if it was filled with lead.

The ivy on his legs has a criminal record. Although it has no thoughts, it has instincts. It is obviously just a piece of induced mutated material, but it always feels that it can still take root in the soil and survive.

It would be fine if he could not help but hide the soil when digging the vegetable garden, but there was no mud in this cave, so there was no place to hide it, right? Zhou Qian frowned, guessing that it might be because he had not used his legs and feet so intensively for a long time, which caused the prosthesis here to feel heavy...

It seems that I need to find time to go for a recheck.

He took two more steps outside and soon got used to the weight.

At this time, Huai Yu had happily brought back a few green tubular plants with red spots, and hurriedly told Zhou Qian to boil water.

He was a little confused: "Tiger stick?"

Its scientific name is Polygonum cuspidatum, but in fact the locals prefer to call it sour tube rod. As the name suggests, it is shaped like a rod, hollow in the middle, and tastes sour.

"Yeah," Huai Yu answered happily, "Brother Zhou Qian, you enjoyed the steamed Sophora japonica flowers yesterday! Breakfast is also very important, so I wanted to go and get some more Sophora japonica flowers - but look! I saw Japanese knotweed!"

"This tastes sour, so it should be very appetizing, right? You ate quite a lot yesterday."

She muttered to herself as she watched Zhou Qian skillfully setting up the pot to boil water, while she neatly cut the Japanese knotweed into sections and prepared to blanch them in the pot.

Zhou Qian can eat anything except a big pot of stew. Huai Yu instructed him while waiting for the water to boil: "Keep an eye on the blanching process later. Take everything out in about half a minute."

Otherwise, the water content of Japanese knotweed is high, and after blanching for a long time, the entire inside will turn into juice, leaving only a layer of skin on the surface, which tastes very bad.

She peeled two more cloves of garlic and now looked at the remaining half with a troubled look: "I should have brought two fresh chilies with me."

Zhou Qian had never thought that he could eat such delicious food in the mountains. He was very satisfied at the moment: "There are many things to bring. We only need to pick up the most important ones. Three buckets of water are already very heavy."

"We don't have three buckets of water anymore!" Huaiyu pointed happily to the corner, "After breakfast today, we only have one bucket of water left. We will have to go back after exploring until noon!"

She said solemnly, "It's easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it's hard to go from luxury to frugality. I'm completely unaccustomed to sleeping outdoors now!"

Zhou Qian thought that you fell asleep as soon as you touched the pillow yesterday, and it didn’t seem like you had any trouble sleeping.

As he was talking, the water in the pot was already boiling.

Zhou Qian quickly poured all the cut knotweed into the pot, counting the seconds carefully in his mind. When he reached 30, he quickly scooped them up.

Although he was not very skilled, he did it meticulously. Huaiyu was very satisfied: "Okay, I'll tear these into smaller pieces. Brother Zhou Qian, you continue to boil water. This will need to be blanched again later, and it will also take half a minute."

“So troublesome…”

He was actually a little uncomfortable with this. In the past, he would just wake up in the morning, wash up briefly, swallow some dry food, and then go on a mission.

But now I have to spend so much time cooking in the early morning, just for myself who has an atrophied stomach...

Zhou Qian felt both relieved and embarrassed at the same time.

But more of it is happiness.

Huaiyu looked at him carefully, thinking that firstly, it was not yet completely light, and it would be difficult to walk on the mountain road at this moment. Secondly...

Walking forward with Zhou Qian, climbing the mountain is like a task. Who doesn't want to slack off at work? If she makes breakfast a little longer, can't she walk an hour less?

But at this moment she just smiled, as obedient and sweet as usual, so Zhou Qian was deeply moved. He became more and more focused while counting silently in his heart, and soon finished blanching the peeled knotweed for the second time.

The blanching time for the Japanese knotweed was just right. Huaiyu had also prepared the garlic and chili peppers, so he poured oil into the hot pan, added the ingredients and stir-fried them, then added the drained Japanese knotweed and stir-fried them together.

After being scalded by water, the knotweed changed from a tender green color with red spots to its current gray-green color, and its color, aroma and taste are not good at all.

But Huaiyu was right about one thing.

Although it was just stir-fried vegetables, the oil used had the smell of shrimp, which was quite out of place. But when you put it in your mouth, it was sour and delicious, crunchy and chewy, and soon made your mouth water. You couldn't help but turn your head to take another bite of the pancake! This wonderful combination is like white porridge and pickles, especially when paired together.

The two of them devoured the small pot and soon filled their empty stomachs.

After finishing his meal and packing up, Zhou Qian looked at the two empty buckets and the last bucket of water in his backpack, and finally made a decision -

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"It should be faster to go down the mountain than to go up the mountain, and we are familiar with the road. But after all, we have been walking for a whole day, and your physical strength may not be able to keep up... So, we should return at 12 noon."

Huaiyu silently estimated the time and couldn't help feeling a little disappointed: "The time plan is so tight, what about those good things I encountered along the way? I can't pick them anymore, right?"

He glanced at Zhou Qian with resentment again: It was obviously intentional.

Zhou Qian rubbed her head and said, "How could I not know you? You probably wanted to take away all the things you encountered but didn't buy on the way back! Otherwise, why would you carry so many bags?"

Then he pointed to the big mushroom above his head and said, "I'm really afraid that you will ask me to carry away half of this mushroom."

It’s not that it can’t be carried away, but apart from this half mushroom, there are many good things on the mountain.

As for burden, a small amount is sweet, but if there is too much...

Zhou Qian felt his heavy legs and felt that he didn't have enough strength today.

Huaiyu: ...

She was so scared that she shrank back, but she couldn't help but sigh: How could she guess so accurately? She just had this idea.

After all, the mushrooms in front of me are so big that they can cover the entire top of the mountain! It would be a pity not to bring them back.

The people themselves enjoy the elm yellow mushrooms, it would be a shame not to peel most of them.

Not only Huaiyu, Zhou Qian himself wanted to take some back! After all, the mushroom skewers from last night, although the ingredients were insufficient, tasted fresh, fragrant and tender enough.

He tightened his face and coughed lightly: "This won't happen again."

Update 2, good night. Damn, I can't finish writing next page again, I will update next page three times tomorrow.