The two were currently in Jin Province, the nearest place being Zezhou Prefecture, the gateway to the Three Jins. According to Zhou Yan's living local chronicle, Zezhou Prefecture was said to have abundant Taihang Mountain produce, and he wanted to try his luck and see if he could pick some in the mountains to exchange for supplies.
Therefore, although the mountain was blocked by heavy snow, the two did not choose to hide underground, but instead prepared to walk through the mountain.
Xiao Yu is not very optimistic about this.
Unfortunately, his pessimism did not hinder Mr. Zhou from becoming the country's favorite.
Just now, after shrinking the earth into an inch three times, the total distance was estimated to be only three thousand meters. Maybe before leaving the underground cave, people found a huge beehive stuck in the crevice of the rock.
I also ran over and harvested about five or six kilograms of wild honey.
After peeling off the outer layer of the wild honey, it looked golden in color and had a very rich and sweet aroma, which attracted the four sleeping children so much that they couldn't help smacking their lips in their dreams.
That’s not all. After continuing forward and shrinking the ground only once, Zhou Yan discovered several Ganoderma lucidum hidden under a pile of dead trees. They were the legendary white Ganoderma lucidum.
Xiao Yu: (σ｀д′)σ My eyesight is 5.0. I have never lost in playing spot the difference game.
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"Xiao Yu, wait a minute." Zhou Yan grabbed Xiao Yu, who was about to retreat, and pointed at a few large trees nearby and said, "That looks like a black date."
Black dates? What the hell? He had only eaten red dates. He only knew about the jujube.
Xiao Yu followed and found that these so-called wild black dates looked a bit like the persimmons and grapefruits from his hometown. They were small persimmons, but when they grew up, they were about the size of dates. However, he had only seen the persimmons and grapefruits from his hometown turn red, and they were always very astringent.
The branches before my eyes, pressed down by the ice and snow, were black and wrinkled.
"Is this a black date? It looks like a small persimmon? Is it edible?" The more Xiao Yu looked at the tree and the fruit in front of him, the more it looked like the persimmon and grapefruit from his hometown. In his memory, this thing was only sweet, astringent and numb.
"The scientific name of this thing seems to be jujube persimmon." Zhou Yan jumped up to pick a few, wiped them clean with ice and snow, and handed two to Xiao Yu.
Xiao Yu broke off the persimmon stem and cracked the fruit open, revealing the purple flesh. It looked sweet and chewy. He took a small bite and found it was indeed sweet and soft. He put the whole thing in his mouth and found it very chewy.
Hmm, the taste of dried persimmons?
He likes it, Xiao Yu said.
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Seeing his little fairy eating the fruit in his mouth but looking at the tree with a troubled look on his face, Zhou Yan picked a few more for him and asked, "What's wrong? Is it delicious?"
"Delicious." Xiao Yu nodded. "It's the taste I like. It just reminds me of when I was a kid, there was a tree like this at my grandma's house. Every time it turned yellow, my cousins and I couldn't wait to climb the tree and pick some. Then we would take a bite, and it would be sweet, but also astringent and numb, so we would throw it all away."
"Didn't your grandma beat you?" Zhou Yan said with a smile.
Xiao Yu had no idea he was exposing his true identity, and reminisced as he spoke, "No, we were always eager to try it, but it always seemed so astringent. However, it's possible they're not even the same variety, even though they look very similar. Later, that tree was cut down, so I guess even if it's the same variety as this one, my family wouldn't recognize it."
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Any persimmons with stalks were difficult to pick. The two could only pull the branches, which slowed them down. Even with their efforts to speed up, it still took them over four hours to pick the fruit from three century-old trees.
But I have to say, the harvest was good. I got seven sacks, at least 700 kilograms of harvest. Even if this thing is difficult to sell in Zezhou Prefecture, it should be easy to sell in other major cities.
After picking the persimmons, the two of them ate something and continued on their way. As for the four little ones, they had already eaten and slept while they were working, completing the cycle.
It seemed as if God was reluctant to let them go, so he teleported them again. Within a hundred meters, they saw a hickory forest in front of them.
Seeing the hickory nuts lying on the ground and still hanging on the trees, standing firm in the face of wind and snow, Xiao Yu felt that they might not be able to get out of the forest today.
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Xiao Yu and Zhou Yan didn't want the hickory nuts on the ground. After all, they didn't know how many times it had rained and snowed here. If there was any virus, it would be a real trouble for them.
Even if the fruits were from the trees, after picking them, Xiao Yu asked Zhou Yan to disinfect them with his power of the sun.
Zhou Yan's control over the power of the sun and fire was somewhat subtle and 'self-taught'. Anyway, the more than 300 kilograms of walnuts he picked were not burned to ashes, but were roasted just right.
The hazelnut forest was discovered when they were picking walnuts. Therefore, Xiao Yu's words came true. By the time they finished picking hazelnuts, it was already evening.
I have nothing to do anyway, so I decided to hurry on! Before I had gone far, I strayed into a thicket of hawthorn and jujube trees.
Think about the long sharp thorns of the jujube tree. If both of them were not wearing wolf skins, and even the basket containing the child was covered with a layer of wolf skin, they would have bled.
Of course, Zhou Yan was even more ruthless than the jujube tree! This guy simply took out three pheasants and six pheasant eggs he had caught on the road, used local materials, boiled water and cleaned them, and made two of the fattest ones into beggar chickens and stewed one into soup.
Then three bonfires were lit around the jujube and hawthorn bushes, and people took sickles and picked fruits there with happy and leisurely looks.
Xiao Yu: -_-||! The happiness of our great-grandfathers is truly beyond the comprehension of us, the post-90s generation!
But he really refused to work overtime! He worked hard to go to school just to avoid farm work. Picking mountain products, and you still want me to work overtime?
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