Chaimen hears the barking of dogs

Ren Feng walked back with a bamboo basket of wild vegetables in the afternoon. He didn't go to the ward for Aunt Li, because he knew that they usually didn't go back until evening.And he... Ren Feng glanced at his bamboo basket, in fact, he just realized that this bamboo basket really can't hold much food, and he didn't bring any dry food for lunch.It's not too far to come to this flat land from his house, but it's definitely not too close. It takes more than an hour to say the least, and it takes nearly three hours to go back and forth.This was the first time, so he naturally didn't force it, but next time he came, he had to bring a bigger basket, as well as dry food and water...

Ren Feng hugged Xiao Huang in his arms, reaching out to touch Xiao Huang's head from time to time.

"Xiao Huang is really thin, and he won't grow up in the future." Ren Feng said so, while pinching Xiao Huang's little paw.The little cushion is smooth, soft and comfortable to the touch.

"Woooo..." Xiao Huang let out a sound from his throat as if protesting, but looking at his slightly squinted eyes, he knew that he actually enjoyed Ren Feng's behavior very much.

Xiao Huang is very thin because of his illness. He was originally a puppy with a small appearance, but now he is even thinner and out of shape.Ren Feng was also a little troubled in his heart. This is a valley, so it has the same disadvantages as his hometown.Meat is scarce.There are a lot of game, after all, in the mountains and forests, but it is not easy to catch.

Ren Feng has lived in a big city, the so-called colorful and dazzling, indeed has the magic of attracting people, at least you can buy everything you want in the supermarket, no matter what season, what kind of variety, everything you expect to find.

But here... Ren Feng didn't know where Aunt Li got her eggs, maybe he had to ask when he went back.But that family didn't have much money, as Aunt Li said, his livelihood was a problem...not to mention raising chickens for meat...

Hey~ Ren Feng sighed, although he made up his mind to raise Xiaohuang well at the beginning, but now, is it possible to let a puppy eat wild vegetables and fungus to grow up?

"Wang!" Xiao Huang seemed to know that Ren Feng was in distress, so he called out and rubbed Ren Feng's hand with his head.

There are very few puppies who are so smart and understanding. What's more, since you have made up your mind, you must try to do it. If you give up without trying it once, then it will be too late to regret it.Ren Feng's father is an uneducated mountain man, but many times what he says is very reasonable, and Ren Feng also reads it like a bible.

"I will definitely work hard." I don't know who I am saying to, maybe it is Ren Feng himself!As Sister Zhang once said, if we modern people have time-traveled, nothing else, but brains and technology are still there.Although many are inherited from the predecessors, at least after so many years of innovation and innovation, that is also an advantage.

On the way back, Ren Feng didn't completely follow the path that Xiaocui took him, but spared a little way.

He picked some fungus and edible mushrooms and stuffed them in the bamboo building.Originally, Ren Feng wanted to pick some wild loquats and cherries, but he couldn't put it down in the bamboo basket, and he was holding Xiaohuang in his hand... Thinking that the future will be long, he gave up.

As for Ren Feng, the biggest achievement was that he found a bamboo forest and a spring. It was in the spring of March and April, and the pointed ends of the bamboo shoots that emerged made the corners of Ren Feng's mouth curl up.And in that spring water, although there were not many, Ren Feng did see a few small fish and a few shrimps.

Very good!isn't it?At least after Xiao Huang finished eating the eggs, he didn't have to worry about running out of meat for the time being.This kind of wild fish soup is very nutritious, and it can just make Xiao Huang fatter.

Undoubtedly, Ren Feng's ideal now is really simple, that is, to support himself and Xiao Huang in this world.

Back home, Ren Feng put Xiao Huang on the bed.

"Are you hungry? I'll get you something to eat later, stay well and don't run around, you know?" Ren Feng talked to Xiao Huang habitually, and he really looked at Xiao Huang as a child.

"Wang." Xiao Huang replied wagging his tail.

Ren Feng smiled and patted its head before going to deal with the mustard greens in the bamboo basket.

He has torn off the mustard leaves above the thick stems, leaving only a bare vegetable head.Ren Feng counted, there were about a dozen cabbage heads, and Xue Lihong was pressed under the bamboo basket by Ren Feng. Now that Ren Feng dug it out, he found that there were actually quite a few. No wonder Ren Feng carried it back I felt some soreness in my shoulders along the way.

Ren Feng is not a city person who can't lift his hands or shoulders, and this body is obviously not, so if the shoulder is sore, it must be a little heavy.

Ren Feng picked out a few trees with fat leaves and kept them, and the others were ready to be sold at Aunt Li's request.

I don't know if people in this era know that the potherb mustard is delicious when pickled into pickled vegetables, Ren Feng thought so while pulling out some of the withered and yellow leaves.

He piled up the pickled vegetables and carried them to the river. Ren Feng washed them in a dilapidated earthen jar, stuffed the pickled vegetables in it, and sprinkled them on the pickled vegetables. A lot of salt, and then a lot of stones on it.

He put the mustard heads outside to dry, waiting for a few days to be blown, and then processed after air drying.

In this way, Ren Feng is ready to make lunch.

Although this small thatched hut is simple, there is a lot of oil and salt. The salt is coarse salt, which is best used for pickling, but when cooking, you must grasp the texture, otherwise it is easy to overdo it with a spoonful.When Ren Feng was cooking here for the first time, he had already tasted it. It was so salty that he just wanted to stick out his tongue.The oil is vegetable oil, although the technique of extracting oil in this era is not good, and a layer of oil residue has settled on the bottom of the oil bowl.But it smells very fragrant, much better than the salad oil and olive oil in the city.

When Ren Feng was cleaning the black fungus at the back of the house, he pulled out some scallion leaves by the way. The black fungus that Ren Feng picked was dried on the tree trunk. I heard that the fresh ones are poisonous, and they must be dried in the sun to dissipate the poisonous gas before they can be eaten. .Soak the black fungus, and then fish it in boiling water, then pour the hot scallion oil with salt on it, and then there is a sound of '嗤', the aroma of scallion oil and the unique aroma of fungus will come out .

"Wang." Xiao Huang looked at Ren Feng's direction on the bed. It raised its small nose and swung its tail and let out a cry.

Ren Feng turned his head and put his finger on his mouth, "Shh" smiled at Xiao Huang, "The little nose is nice, it will be fine soon, don't worry." Thinking that Xiao Huang is hungry, Ren Feng said so .

But Xiao Huang's eyes seemed to have a look of doubt. It obviously didn't understand the meaning of "shh" with the finger on the mouth.But even though he didn't understand, he knew that Ren Feng meant to tell him not to bark.

On the chopping board was a kitchen knife similar to a bamboo knife. It was very small, and it was quite different from the kitchen knife Ren Feng used in his daily life. The blade was not sharp enough, and the blade was not big enough. In this small mountain village, there are really not many days to cut meat and bones.

Ren Feng sliced ​​the mushrooms, threw them into boiling water, added a handful of bracken, beat an egg, added a little salt, and poured two drops of oil into the bowl, the aroma was tangy.

White rice is as scarce as meat in such a mountain village. Ren Feng looked at the rice tank at home, and there was only a small bag of rice sent by Aunt Li last time. After Lan's parents passed away, the people in the village gave him... Undoubtedly, although he has been in this world for a while, he can live a normal life almost by relying on what he has and relief. Not at all.But now his task is not just self-reliance... Ren Feng looked at his little Huang eagerly.

Ren Feng baked two corn cakes in the pot and boiled some white rice porridge. Naturally, the pancakes were eaten by himself, while the white rice porridge was Xiao Huang's.

Because the corn flour is not completely finely ground, the tortilla has a slightly rough feeling when it reaches the mouth of the throat. Ren Feng can still adapt to this. I am used to the fragrant and soft white rice.

With mushroom soup and black fungus in the tortilla, Ren Feng tasted delicious.Although the wild black fungus is hard, it is more fresh and sweet.Eggs were added to the mushroom soup, which had a faint meaty taste. For Ren Feng, who hadn't tasted meaty for a long time, it was even more delicious.However, Ren Feng drank very carefully, leaving all the frangipani flowers, which are for Xiao Huang to eat.

"Wang!" Xiao Huang looked at Ren Feng patronizing himself to eat, and barked without paying attention to it. The puppy is the most hungry, especially when you eat in front of it, its eyes are almost completely locked on you. body.

Apparently Xiao Huang didn't understand why Ren Feng didn't give him food this time when he was so kind to him on weekdays. Maybe it was because he went out for a walk and he was really hungry.

Ren Feng looked at Xiao Huang on the bed with a smile in his eyes, then pointed to a broken bowl on the stove, "I'll give it to you when it's cold, it's too hot now, I'll burn your little tongue later It's gone."

Xiao Huang looked at the steaming porridge bowl on the stove, but he really didn't bark anymore, but kept staring at what Ren Feng was eating, as if he was very curious, why what Ren Feng ate was different from what he ate ...