Chapter 17: Going up the Mountain

Su Mingyue put the savings certificate and the sixty yuan into her space. After all, her space was much safer than this wooden box.

After Su Mingyue put away the money, she pondered for a moment and decided that she must go up the mountain to hunt some prey and sell it secretly to exchange for money or food. Otherwise, with the sixty yuan she had, the food she could exchange for would not be enough for her own consumption!

After Su Mingyue carefully put away the passbook and the crumpled bills, she began to sort the box in an orderly manner. She picked up each item and put it back in its original place.

When the last thing was in place, the sky outside the window was already shrouded in dusk, with only a faint afterglow shining through the window into the house. Su Mingyue stood up and slowly walked towards the slightly old cabinet in the corner of the main room.

He skillfully took out a small key from the key place, inserted it into the rusty key hole on the cabinet, turned it lightly, and there was a crisp "click" sound, and the lock was opened.

Su Mingyue reached into the cabinet and fumbled for a while before finally grabbing the basin. She carefully took it out and placed it on the table beside her. The basin contained some remaining chicken.

Su Mingyue looked at the meat in front of her and thought to herself, "I wonder if my mental strength can be improved after eating this meat?" With such expectation, she picked up the basin and turned to walk towards the kitchen.

Just as she stepped into the kitchen, she suddenly heard the sound of the door opening. Then, she heard the familiar voice of Mrs. Su and Su Qingfeng's slightly childish voice. The two of them walked towards the kitchen while talking.

Old Mrs. Su walked into the kitchen and immediately saw Su Mingyue standing in front of the stove. She was slightly startled, with a hint of surprise on her face, and then asked with concern: "Mingyue, did grandma come back too late? Are you hungry? Grandma is cooking now!"

Su Mingyue showed the chicken in her hand to Old Lady Su and said to her, "I want to eat meat! Let's eat meat tonight!"

Old Mrs. Su looked at the person in front of her with a distressed look on her face, frowning and saying, "Hey, Mingyue, this...we have already eaten it at noon! You should save the rest for tomorrow! How can you eat meat for two meals in a day? Even the landlords in the past did not eat like this!"

Su Mingyue stretched out her hand, gently pointed at the wound on her forehead, and said, "Grandma, it hurts here! I want to heal it!"

Su Qingfeng, who was standing nearby, panicked when she heard her sister say that her wound hurt. She asked anxiously, "Sister, why does your wound hurt again? It looked much better this morning! Why does it suddenly hurt again now? Does it hurt badly?"

"Grandma, if my sister wants to eat, just cook it! In fact, there is no big difference between eating it today and tomorrow, right? Anyway, this meat is meant to nourish my sister. Don't put meat in my bowl today, leave all the meat for my sister to eat alone, so that my sister can recover her health sooner and get better soon!"

Mrs. Su saw her granddaughter pointing at the wound on her forehead, then looked at her grandson in front of her with tears in his eyes, and sighed, "Okay, do you want to eat meat or drink chicken soup tonight?"

Su Mingyue nodded quickly, indicating that she would drink chicken soup tonight. Seeing her sister nod in agreement, Su Qingfeng smiled brightly.

He turned to look at Old Lady Su, nodded obediently, and said sweetly: "Grandma, we still want to drink your chicken soup. Your chicken soup is the best!"

When Mrs. Su heard her grandson's praise, she was immediately overjoyed and smiled so hard that her eyes narrowed into thin slits.

She stretched out her hand, lightly tapped Su Qingfeng's head, and said angrily: "Hey, you have the sweetest mouth! But this meat is delicious no matter who cooks it, after all, it is meat!"

After that, she took the bowl filled with food from Su Mingyue, looked at her with concern, and said lovingly: "Girl, you still have a wound on your head. If it hurts, don't bear it. Go back to the house and lie down to have a good rest! When the meal is ready, grandma will bring it to you."

Su Mingyue shook her head and replied softly, "Grandma, I don't want to lie down anymore. I'll just stay here for a while. Also, I want to learn how to stew meat from you."

Su Mingyue thought to herself that she would have to go up the mountain to hunt for food often in the future. She didn't want to trouble Old Lady Su to come all the way over to cook for them every time. She wanted to keep the fact of her hunting known to as few people as possible!

So she thought it would be better to learn some cooking skills while she still had the chance. More importantly, after she mastered the cooking skills, she could cook whatever she wanted. Why not?

The original owner's memory did include cooking, but not cooking meat. Even if she did, she had never cooked it herself, so she knew what to put in, but as for how much to put in, she had no idea.

What she needs to learn is how much to put in. Don't doubt her eyesight. After all, she is the God of War!

After eating, the three generations of grandparents and grandchildren washed up and went to bed.

night.

Old Mrs. Su was sleeping soundly. Su Mingyue opened her eyes, released her mental power and felt it. Sure enough, her mental power was stronger than in the afternoon.

So she had found a way to increase her mental strength. As expected, eating meat could increase her mental strength. Although she didn't know the principle, Su Mingyue's eyes were still filled with joy. All that was left was to take action.

She decided to wait until her head wound healed a little before going up to the mountains to start hunting.

Two more days passed like this. During these two days, the wound on Su Mingyue's head no longer hurt and began to scab over. After staying at Su Mingyue's house for another day and confirming that Su Mingyue's wound had healed a lot, Mrs. Su returned to the old house. Then, only the two siblings were left in Su Mingyue's house.

Aunt Zhou Hehua would occasionally come over to bring some food to the siblings, but the rest of the time, Su Mingyue would cook according to her memory, which was something new for her.

On this day, after Su Mingyue finished her meal and handed the cleaning work to Su Qingfeng, she went into the mountains carrying her backpack.

I met a lot of people on the road. After seeing Su Mingyue, they greeted her and asked her if her injury was better. Su Mingyue replied reluctantly: Much better!