Chapter 241: Picking Raspberries and Encountering Daisy's Fat Bird Falling from the Sky
In the Western fantasy world, people have a variety of hair and eye colors, and some are born with white hair.
But as far as Rongzhen knew, there was no one with such hair color in the lakeside town.
Except for the elves in the forest, most of them are light-colored, not such pure white.
Rongzhen couldn't tell who the hair belonged to, and the two hired workers were even less clear.
Then a gust of wind blew past, blinding her eyes and sweeping away the only evidence in her hand.
With the participation of the water slime, the bonfire party at Will Farm was a great success. The guests who came to support the party sang and danced around the fire lit by a pile of firewood. When they were tired, they went to rest at the long table next to it which was filled with delicious food.
As the current owner of the farm, Rongzhen was invited by guests one after another to perform their unique social dance.
If she didn't have the original owner's memory to support her and didn't know how to change each action, she really wouldn't be able to cope with it.
Even so, I was so exhausted that I almost couldn't get out of bed the next day.
It was impossible for her to stay in bed. She needed to set a good example for her employees.
So after struggling to get up, Rongzhen first went to take a look at the field where seedlings were being grown and composted, greeted everyone personally, and told them that they would have raspberry pie for lunch.
Because when she went to the lake to pick wild vegetables yesterday, she found a field of ripe raspberries in the bushes. Maybe she could pick them before they were eaten by birds and animals, and let Mary make raspberry pies as a reward for everyone.
So after inspecting the farm, Rongzhen took her basket and set off.
The area that was not affected by the dragon's flames had been discovered by other survivors in the town after their exploration yesterday.
In addition, the water sting silk at the campfire party last night was very delicious, and the completely captured water sting slimes could be sold to merchants staying in the lakeside town for money.
So when Rongzhen went there again, there were already people there, all of them were children and teenagers who had heard the news and rushed there to look for treasure.
If it weren't for the post-disaster reconstruction work that required adults to do, I'm afraid they would also want to come here to look for it.
Rongzhen took a closer look at the raspberry bush she had discovered, and sure enough, there were already children picking them there.
Fortunately, the raspberry bushes are very large and they only occupy a small corner, leaving a large part empty. Unfortunately, there are not many ripe ones and many of them are still green.
Rongzhen hurried over to join the picking team. She collected all the ones that were completely red, half red, and only had a little red at the tips.
"Pick the fully red ones, the unripe ones will be very sour." A child next to her came over and reminded her.
Rongzhen glanced at the hat in her hand. The bottom of the hat was already full of fruits. What a diligent little girl.
"It's okay, I'll pick them home and make pies. I'll add some sugar and it will be sweet and sour." He only wanted to taste the raspberry flavor.
Rongzhen chatted with her while pulling the little ones she had chosen.
The little girl couldn't help but slurp her saliva after hearing this, and began to help pick the half-red raspberries that she had left behind.
In a short while, he helped Rongzhen pick half a basket of fruits.
Rongzhen took out a piece of fruit candy and gave it to her: "Thank you for your help, this is my gift to you."
The little girl had never seen it before, but her sharp nose could smell the sweet scent. After taking it, she followed Rong Zhen's instructions, peeled off the candy's outer shell, put the amber candy into her mouth, and smiled in surprise: "It's so sweet and cool. What is this?"
Rongzhen noticed her patched linen skirt and said it was peppermint candy.
I wonder if mint can be found here.
Afterwards, Rongzhen continued to look for the half-red raspberry that the children missed. The little girl ate the candy and ran away.
Rongzhen didn't care, and a moment later received a green leaf from a little girl covered in mud.
"Look, is this it? I used to pick it and chew it when it was very hot. The smell is very similar, but it's more bitter." The little girl handed the leaf to Rongzhen with shining eyes, hoping to get her confirmation.
Rongzhen took the leaves and examined them carefully, and found that they were different from mint leaves, but the smell and taste were similar.
"Where did you find it? You've eaten it before and had no other reactions, right?"
"Since it's so close to the lake, eating it makes you feel cooler and your head feels lighter."
The little girl jumped and talked as she led Rongzhen to find the treasure land she had discovered.
Rongzhen followed her to a patch of grass by the lake with small purple flowers. The leaves the little girl gave her were picked from the plant with purple flowers.
Its complete appearance is indeed different from the mint she knows, but it seems to have the same cooling and mosquito repellent functions. She can dig up a few plants and take them back to study.
Seeing Rongzhen digging, the little girl squatted down to help her and asked innocently, "With this, can I make the mint candy you gave me?"
"You also need to add something high in sugar, such as fully ripe raspberries." Rongzhen answered casually.
The little girl immediately gave her the whole red raspberries she had picked, wanting her to make some more mints for her mother. She said that ever since her mother's hands and feet were burned by the dragon's flames, she always felt very hot and there seemed to be a flame hidden in her chest.
The mint candy was very refreshing and the little girl wanted to give some to her mother.
Rong Zhen paused when she heard this, knowing that ordinary mints would hardly eliminate the effects left by the dragon's flames, and could only provide psychological comfort at best.
Otherwise, in the plot, the Elf King would not have waited until the heroine Lillian returned from her adventure to bring him the fountain of life before completely healing the wound on his face left by the dragon's flames.
"Is it okay?" The little girl looked at her hopefully while she was thinking, her big eyes full of anticipation.
Rongzhen nodded, took her small bag of raspberries and poured them into a corner of the basket. When she returned the hat, she quietly stuffed in a handful of mints.
The little girl looked up in surprise when she saw it.
Rongzhen raised her index finger to her lips, indicating that she should not tell anyone.
"Let your mother try these first. When I make raspberry candy with thin grass leaves, you can give it to your mother to relieve her pain."
The little girl nodded and worked more actively afterwards.
Rongzhen does not exploit child laborers. As long as it is within her ability, she basically does it herself.
A tree in the distance shook, and a fat bird flew out from the dense canopy, screaming, as if it was thrown out by someone with great force, and fell in a parabola in front of Rong Zhen who was busy working.
The little girl opened her mouth wide when she saw it and exclaimed, "Wow, a fat bird fell from the sky!"
The bird was dying, and Rongzhen was thinking about providing some humanitarian assistance, but before she could do anything, it died.
There are children here, they won’t be scared, right?
Rongzhen turned around and saw the little girl staring at the body of the dead fat bird with greed, and she couldn't help swallowing.
Look how greedy the child is. Seeing the bird die in front of him, not only is he not afraid at all, but he is also thinking about eating.
So Rongzhen suggested, "Whoever sees it gets a share. How about we roast it?"
To satisfy the craving of the drooling little girl.
Let her take the bird back, but I don’t know if she can eat it, so it’s better to just roast it and eat it right away.
The little girl's eyes brightened, and she immediately raised her hand and said, "I know how to do it. I'll clean it up and bake it. I guarantee it will be spotless for you."
Without waiting for Rongzhen to refuse, she had already run to the lake with the bird's carcass and slaughtered it as if she were familiar with the process.
"Be careful and stay safe!" Rong Zhen stretched his neck to remind him, and heard the familiar sound of something falling to the ground again.
When she turned around, she saw another half-dead fat bird landed at her feet. It looked at her with its big black eyes and disappeared, with its eyes wide open.
Rongzhen:……!
This scene is so familiar, just like the water-sting slimes that rushed to her yesterday.
Could it be that the person hiding behind the scenes will start sending her things again?
Slime was given yesterday, and fat bird is given today?
He's quite nice, though!
What a joke! If you want to give a gift, just do it openly. Why do you give it secretly? Is it shameful?
Rongzhen didn't want to speculate maliciously about the mysterious guy who sent her something, so she stood up and looked around carefully, even trying to call out a few times, but got no response and didn't find anything unusual.
She wanted to walk in the direction where the fat bird came from, but was stopped by a little girl who had just returned from cleaning up the bird's corpse.
"Miss Jenny, there are wild animals over there. You can't just go there alone."
Rongzhen was a man who listened to advice. He stopped and started to build a fire to roast the bird, while diverting his attention to chat with the little girl: "Do you know who I am?"
The little girl said shyly that she had gone to the bonfire party at Will Farm with her neighbors last night. The lemonade shredded chicken with rye bread made by Aunt Mary was delicious. She was so busy eating that she didn't get to talk to the new farmer, Miss Jenny, but she remembered how she danced by the bonfire.
After she finished speaking, she noticed the fat bird corpse at Rong Zhen's feet. The little girl's mouth opened wide and turned into a round shape. "Why is there another one?"
"It just flew over. How about roasting it together?" Rong Zhen ruffled the feathers of the fat bird. It felt gray and of little use. However, the meat looked thick and had a lot of fat. It should be delicious.
The little girl immediately went back to work.
Rongzhen sat by the fire, roasting the cleaned bird meat, but no fat birds fell beside him.
While the little girl was away, she took out a small bag of barbecue ingredients under the cover of the basket and brushed a layer of it on the bird meat that had been quickly roasted and the oil had been released.
The fragrance spread, and the little girl smelled it. She ran back with the bird meat in her hand, and looked at the roasted bird flipped over the fire, and her mouth began to water again.
When Rongzhen saw her, she asked, "How old are you? What does your family do?"
"I'm ten years old. My father was an employee of the town's grocery store. He was taken away by a dragon's fire. My mother used to take care of me at home, but now she's recuperating at home, and I take care of her." The little girl answered all the questions asked, and introduced herself as Daisy, a name given to her by her deceased grandmother, who hoped she would be as ordinary and kind as a daisy.
She is ten years old, but she looks only seven or eight years old. It is obvious that her family conditions are not good and the insufficient food intake has affected her growth.
Rongzhen thought for a long time, until the fat bird was roasted and the two of them had eaten half of it together and were satisfied, then she made a decision and invited the little girl.
"Daisy, are you interested in being my maid?"
There is so much suffering in this world, she cannot bear the fate of others, she can only save those she sees.
For example, the little girl in front of me.
Daisy licked her greasy fingers and froze in disbelief, "Miss Jenny, are you telling the truth?"
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