He Tiantian was immediately stunned. She looked at the transparent panel that appeared directly in front of her, as if it were a projection.
Some sweet potato patterns appeared on the panel, looking very tempting. He Tiantian could almost taste the aroma of roasted sweet potatoes in her mouth.
She nodded frantically, "Of course, I'll search."
Then, a red mark appeared on the transparent panel in front of them, buried in the snow not far away.
He Tiantian jogged towards the marked spot, dug through the thick layer of snow, and sure enough, there were many sweet potatoes buried in the soil. A quick glance revealed about twenty or thirty of them.
[Natural, pollution-free sweet potatoes, 10 coins per pound]
He Tiantian wanted to eat roasted sweet potatoes, but she didn't have a tinderbox to start a fire. Searching through the virtual interface, He Tiantian discovered that it was a huge trading platform connected to the modern world.
In other words, as long as she has money, she can buy anything she wants in this mall!
He Tiantian decisively sold a pound of sweet potatoes, bought a lighter for two coins, and still had eight coins left in her pocket.
She carried the remaining sweet potatoes back to the dilapidated temple, where Zhao Denglong and Zhao Wanzi were already standing at the door, waiting anxiously.
"Mother, where did you get these sweet potatoes from?" Zhao Denglong's eyes sparkled; now they would finally stop going hungry.
He Tiantian certainly couldn't tell the truth, "These were secretly hidden by my mother when we were digging sweet potatoes last autumn, and now we can eat them."
When Zhao Denglong was working at the Zhao family, she was responsible for gathering firewood and starting a fire. In the dead of winter, she knew best where to find dry firewood. So she volunteered and ran out.
He Tiantian sighed and gripped the lighter in her hand tightly. She took some of the straw she had just brought in to start a fire, and searched the dilapidated temple for a few broken pots and tiles to use as makeshift cooking utensils.
Since there was no water, they filled a jar with snow from outside and boiled it. He Tiantian cooked some sweet potatoes and threw some more into the fire.
Changfeng Village is famous for its sweet potatoes, which are a staple food for every household year-round. The pigs, chickens, ducks, and geese raised at home also eat sweet potatoes.
The villagers are reluctant to eat the rice harvested from the paddy fields because it's so precious. They usually take it to the county to exchange for some money, and then use that money to buy some cheap millet, buckwheat noodles, or other daily necessities.
They ate most of the sweet potatoes they dug up, and the mother and her two daughters had their first full meal ever.
Zhao Denglong was happy and satisfied, but she was troubled by the small amount of food. Her mother had cooked too much; what would they do with it?
The days in the mountains are bearable, but the nights are the most terrifying.
To warm herself up, He Tiantian lit a fire and threw the remaining sweet potatoes into it.
Zhao Denglong's eyes widened, realizing that they were completely out of food supplies...
The sweet potatoes were roasting and the enticing aroma filled the entire dilapidated temple. The mother and her two daughters huddled together, and He Tiantian used a stick to dig the cooked sweet potatoes out of the fire.
She carefully peeled the sweet potatoes for the lanterns and dumplings and handed them over.
Zhao Wanzi stared at the sweet potato in her hand, blinked her innocent big eyes, and drooled all over the ground.
The cold night wind blew intermittently, and the mother and her two daughters alternated between feeling cold and warm. The fire that had been lit went out completely in the latter half of the night, and He Tiantian, half asleep and half awake, always felt that there was a pair of eyes watching her from outside.
She sat up alertly, her eyes fixed on the darkness outside.
The two children were also freezing cold, and kept whimpering, unable to sleep well. Besides, young children are more susceptible to illness.
He Tiantian thought that she had to go up the mountain again when it was light tomorrow.
Winters in Changfeng Village are long and cold, and the mountain paths become covered in ice and snow, making them difficult to traverse. Therefore, every household begins storing food for the winter well before winter arrives.
The men in the village had to go to work in the mines every day, rain or shine. The wages given by the government were stripped away layer by layer, leaving the villagers with very little.
He earned about two coins a day, barely enough to support his family.
Zhao Xiangyang and several other people from Changfeng Village were involved in a mining accident. The government only gave each family one tael of silver as compensation. The money that their husbands had risked their lives to save them was stolen by their wicked mothers-in-law.
He Tiantian became increasingly angry as she thought about it; she was determined to get an explanation for this sooner or later.
The next day, just as dawn was breaking, He Tiantian went up the mountain.
The snow on the mountain path was piled up very thick; each step went above the knee. He Tiantian frowned as she looked at her slightly protruding belly. The baby was already five months along, and she didn't know how well it was developing.
Unlike in modern times, there aren't regular prenatal checkups here, so you can't just go and know what's going on and have peace of mind. Besides, she'd heard that in ancient times, due to poor medical and sanitary conditions, the maternal mortality rate was very high.
He Tiantian just wants to find something to make more money so she can buy things in the mall and improve her quality of life.
The trees on the mountain were mostly bare, with many dead branches. Only some short pines and cypresses were green, but they were also covered by heavy snow.
[Ding! A red agate stone has been found, worth 1,000 coins.]
He Tiantian was shocked and almost thought she had misheard. She quickly followed the directions on the shop panel and began digging for the red agate stones underground.
Digging with both hands was too slow, so she picked up a branch about the thickness of her wrist from the side. Finally, after digging down to about a foot deep, she found the red agate stone.
He Tiantian decisively sold it to the mall and received one tael of silver.
She bought ten steamed buns at the mall, each costing two coins. Then, thinking of her two skinny little ones at home, she gritted her teeth and spent thirty coins to buy a roast chicken.
She ate a hot meat bun as she walked back.
The villagers of Changfeng Village eat two meals a day, but He Tiantian is a transmigrator, so it's really hard for her to eat two meals a day.
In her past life, in addition to eating three meals a day, she would also have some tea and snacks in the morning and afternoon, and sometimes she could have an extra meal in the evening.
As I was walking, I suddenly vaguely heard someone calling for help.
He Tiantian looked up and around. All she could see was a vast expanse of white snow, so bright it hurt her eyes.
She followed the sound for a while and finally found the person calling for help in a river. There was also an overturned carriage on the riverbank, and a person lying next to it.
He Tiantian guessed that the carriage might have slipped, causing people to fall into the river.
She quickly stepped forward and handed him the wooden stick she was holding.
"Quickly grab the stick, I'll pull you up."
Song Yun struggled in the icy river for a long time. The river was frozen over. When he was thrown off the carriage, he landed right on the river and made a crater.
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