Chapter 63: anxious grandma
063 Anxious grandma Xia Beibei turned her head, and sure enough, almost everyone had gathered together, and what was on her back and what she was holding came back with a full reward.
It's just that there are not too many things in this mountain after all. It has been scraped for a day today. If I want to go into the mountain tomorrow, I'm afraid I can't find much to eat.
Looking at the sky, it turned out that it was getting late. Before she knew it, had she been digging for so long?
"Village Chief, have everyone come?" Xia Beibei asked.
Don't leave anyone behind, it's not a joke to be alone in the mountains.
"It's all here, I've counted them all." Xia Guchun nodded.
Today, he is very happy. He doesn't have to worry about food at home, so he doesn't need to spend any more money. Muzi's money for the exam next year will be enough.
"Then let's go back."
"Juniang, why did you carry such a basket of raw persimmons on your back? It's green and astringent, can you eat it?" On the way back, a few men saw that the basket behind Xia Beibei was full. Raw persimmon, asked involuntarily.
These raw persimmons, even if they don't eat them, they won't eat them. They are even worse than the roots.
Logically speaking, Jiuniang was the first to discover that there was food in the mountains. It is impossible for them to have no food at home. How could they still pick these persimmons?
"You don't know this, right? For raw persimmons, after picking them, put them in a sack, and then put them in a warmer place. After a few days, squeeze them, and they will be soft and red. Eat." Xia Beibei said.
Now that there is money and food, Xia Beibei doesn’t point to selling persimmons to make money, so he picks some persimmons and puts them at home, waiting for them to ripen and eat slowly.
"Really?" The eyes of the men suddenly lit up.
These raw persimmons, they never looked down on them before, because they dared not bite.
Moreover, it hangs on the branches, waiting to be eaten, and when it is fully cooked, it has been pecked by sparrows a long time ago, and they can only eat the rest of the sparrows.
There was another locust plague this year. Except for the persimmon trees in the deep mountains, few of them have not been bitten.
"Juniang, teach us how to do it?" A big man was very talkative and asked her for advice, and a few people who heard the conversation between them also came over.
"It's simple, just look at the slightly yellowed persimmons, and you can pick them off. If they are too green, they won't ripen easily, but, uncle, you can't eat persimmons as meals, you can eat too many persimmons. Not in good health." Xia Beibei reminded them with a smile.
"I know, I know, how can we not know this." The men nodded again and again.
Xia Beibei smiled and continued walking.
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Xia Beibei, who came home, saw at a glance that the yard had been reclaimed, and not a corner had fallen. Xia Sang was boiling water in the kitchen.
She could only shake her head, frown, and sigh, but she couldn't say anything, she had already done it, what else could she say.
"Grandma, didn't I tell you to take your time? How do you..." After putting down the bamboo basket, she came to the kitchen.
"Juniang, are you back?" When Xia Sang saw her back, she quickly stood up from the stove and patted the grass clippings on her body.
"Grandma is preparing to boil hot water for you, so that you will be well after you come back. After a day in the mountains, you must be exhausted?" Xia Sang asked with concern.