The courtyard was filled with laughter and cheerful conversation.
It was He Youyou, who was leading Han Wenzheng and Zhao Wenqi, two children, to pick elm seeds.
Zhao Changqing secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
She's still here.
That's good, that's good...
He Youyou was explaining to Zhao Wenqi under the elm tree: "When Qingming arrives, elm seeds are in season. At this time, the elm seeds are tender and delicious."
Zhao Wenqi asked doubtfully, "This thing is edible? I've never eaten it before."
"Elm trees are the life-saving trees for the poor. In spring, they eat elm seeds, and in times of famine, they eat elm bark."
"Elm bark?"
Zhao Wenqi looked incredulous as he touched the dry, ugly bark on the elm tree trunk, finding it hard to imagine how such a thing could be eaten.
"Yes, because the bark of the elm tree contains starch, it can fill the stomach during famine years, so it is called the life-saving tree for the poor."
Zhao Wenqi asked doubtfully, "Is it delicious?"
He Youyou had never eaten it either.
However, in modern times, elm bark can be purchased on shopping websites.
"Whether it's good or not, you'll know once you try it." He Youyou touched the bark. "We can start cooking tomorrow. We'll have the kitchen grind the elm bark into flour and make something for you to try."
Zhao Wenqi did not object.
He was a very curious child, and he wanted to try all sorts of new things.
Zhao Changqing thought to himself: My nephew is probably the first prince in the Great Gan Dynasty to have eaten tree bark.
Han Wenzheng had already climbed up the tree branch, with a cloth bag tied around his waist, picking elm seeds with one hand and clinging to the tree trunk with the other.
Seeing this, Zhao Wenqi was itching to climb the ladder as well.
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