"Parting is for a better reunion. Don't be sad, everyone. Let's go and make a big meal."
Gu Xinran held little Tingting and invited everyone to go home.
There is no bad mood that can’t be cured by a delicious meal, or two.
Gu Xinran discussed with her mother and grandmother that while everyone was stewing meat today, they should make more delicious food and store some to eat slowly.
The whole family joins in.
Grandpa Gu cleaned the internal organs and the pig's head and braised them for a while;
Xiao Ba chops up pig's feet, spareribs, and pork belly, then braises them;
Mother Gu cut the meat, minced the stuffing, and fried the meatballs and meat sauce;
Grandma Gu makes dough and steams buns;
Gu Xinran prepared spices and cut side dishes, while Xuanxuan Tingting helped peel garlic and wash cabbage and radishes.
After a busy morning, half of the hundreds of kilograms of wild boar meat became delicious food.
With the pig-killing dishes sent by the village, the table was full and the family had a very sumptuous lunch.
The aroma of meat wafted through every household in Qingshan Village, and people were busy eating the delicacies and pickling the pork. Some people also took the pork to the town to sell in exchange for food, and laughter echoed over the village.
This kind of scene is not seen in other villages. There have been almost four months of sunny days and the streams and rivers are almost dry.
We are about to miss the winter wheat planting season. This year's harvest is poor, and there will be no harvest in the first half of next year. Won't people starve to death?
After Xiao Mingzhan left, the Gu family returned to peace and Gu Xinran continued to live a regular life.
Practicing martial arts, farming, raising children, and now there is one more thing: reading medical books.
Occasionally I go up the mountain to pick some herbs, but most of them are actually taken directly from the space, and I can only take them out to sell after I have found a clear way.
Her space now covers 600 square meters, nearly an acre. Using her mind to cultivate the land, she can cultivate 60 square meters a day. Working a little bit every day, it's much easier than before.
Two hundred milliliters of spiritual spring water can be produced every day. If it is not used up, some of it will be diluted occasionally to water the ginseng.
Half of the black soil is used to grow wheat and vegetables, and the other half is used to grow medicinal herbs.
After several times of accelerated growth as the space became larger, we harvested several sacks of herbs such as Polygonatum sibiricum and Panax notoginseng, gained several hundred kilograms of flour, and also piled up a lot of vegetables.
I have no worries about food and drink, and I have money, so I live a very comfortable life.
Winter came in a flash and everyone started wearing thin cotton jackets.
Gu Xinran had harvested two crops of wheat in his space, but it still didn't rain. The river had dried up and the well was almost dry.
Brother Gu said that refugees started to appear in the town, and they fled from Cangzhou next door.
The grain stores there were closed, the rivers and wells dried up, and they could no longer survive, so they fled south to escape the famine.
Wouldn't Daxi Prefecture, the worst hit by the drought, be in widespread distress? They might head north or south, and if they did, they would definitely pass through Chengzhou. Once the refugee army arrived, chaos would erupt here.
The villagers were in a panic. They heard that Uncle Wang's family only had one meal a day to save food. If this continued, people would starve to death.
It would be too embarrassing if everyone was pale and thin, and only the Gu family was well fed, well clothed and in good shape.
Gu Xinran thought of the yam field deep in the mountains. Now was the right time to go dig them.
At dinner, Gu Xinran drank meatball soup and said calmly: "Grandpa, the drought is getting worse. I heard that the villagers are tightening their belts and dieting. This is not a big deal."
Grandpa gnawed on a white flour bun and sighed, "There's nothing we can do about it. God won't give us a way to survive."
Brother Gu was also quite worried. "The price of grain in town has gone up again today. White flour is 60 wen per jin, and brown rice is 20 wen per jin. It's doubled. Each person is limited to buying 5 jin, and they sold out within an hour of opening."
The meat in Gu's mother's bowl no longer smelled good. "Who can afford this price? Fortunately, Ranran prepared food in advance."
Grandma Gu wiped away her tears, recalling the hardships of fleeing famine decades ago.
Xuanxuan and Tingting eat seriously, but they don’t quite understand the hardships of life.
Xiao Ba also spoke up, "Today, people came to the village entrance to ask for water, and the village chief was kind enough to give everyone a bowl."
Gu Xinran really didn't expect the situation to deteriorate so quickly.
"Oh, it's not easy. Grandpa, I know a place deep in the mountains with a lot of yams. Let the village chief organize the villagers to dig them. They are filling and nutritious. But be prepared, the mountains are dangerous."
"Okay, I'll go discuss this with the village chief right away. Ranran, you've done a great thing."
Grandpa Gu was so excited that he left the house before finishing his meal.
A moment later, the sound of "bang bang bang bang" of gongs rang out, and the village called the heads of each family to a meeting.
Gu Xinran took Brother Gu and Xiao Ba over with her. After all, it was she who suggested this matter, and she would feel at ease if she went to take a look.
We met people from Uncle Zhang's family at the gate of the courtyard, and we went to the village chief's house together. Everyone else was there.
Village Chief Li put down his pipe and spoke seriously, "Everyone, please be quiet. We're having a hard time these days with the lack of food and water. But we have some good news. Gu's Xinran has discovered a large patch of yams deep in the Daqing Mountains. These are rare treasures. Let's discuss how to dig them up as soon as possible. Xinran, can you tell me where they are?"
Gu Xinran stood up and replied with a smile, "Hello, grandparents, uncles and aunts. It takes two hours to walk from the foot of the mountain to the yam field. I can lead the way. But it's deep in the mountains, so for safety, you should bring some protective gear. It's best to go with more people and return early."
Hunter Zhang Bo said solemnly, "I once heard a tiger roar deep in the mountains. If we go, we need to arrange a team of people to patrol and guard. The best martial artists in our village are Brother Xiaoba and Yuchen, so they are the best candidates for this task. My three sons and I have also signed up."
After the last wild boar hunt, their reputation spread far and wide, and Xiao Ba was completely integrated into Qingshan Village.
Gu Yuchen was very happy with everyone's recognition of him, and asked his grandfather to help him take a day off tomorrow.
Gu Xinran thought, the last time she went hunting in the mountains, she didn’t encounter any tigers. Could it be the one in her space?
Uncle Wang was very excited. "Food is life. We have to go no matter how dangerous it is."
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