With Pinxixi in hand, I have a supermarket in the Changzheng!

"This smell is clearly blueberry!"

Zhou Yue muttered softly, but her brows were still tightly furrowed.

"But how can there be blueberries at this time?"

She felt like there was a kitten scratching her heart, and she couldn't suppress her curiosity.

So I silently called out to that know-it-all system in my heart.

[Tongzi, what is this fruit? Is it a blueberry? ]

After a while, the voice of the system sounded in my mind.

[Sister Yueyue, this is not a blueberry! This is a persimmon from the Northeast. Although they are both plants of the genus Vaccinium in the Ericaceae family, they are not the same thing! ]

Zhou Yue opened her eyes wide and was very surprised.

[Dushi? What is this? Why have I never heard of it? ]

Seeing Zhou Yue so surprised, the system explained patiently.

[Blueberries were introduced from abroad, but persimmons grow in the northeast of China and have been around since ancient times! In the book "Longsha Jilue" written during the reign of Emperor Kangxi, there is a record of persimmons! ]

Zhou Yue nodded as she listened, and her eyes gradually showed more understanding.

[So that's how it is! It seems that this blueberry is the native blueberry of our country! ]

Zhou Yue stood in front of the stall, staring at the persimmons in the basket with sparkling eyes.

I have already started thinking about what to do with these treasures.

She bent down slightly and asked the aunt.

"Auntie, how do you sell these persimmons?"

Auntie pointed to a basket and said.

"Girl, we picked these ourselves in the mountains. There are plenty of them in the mountains, and they are not worth much. Can you give me 20 cents for a basket? I'm not trying to cheat you, I just want to exchange them for some money for oil and salt!"

Zhou Yue was delighted when she heard this, this price was really reasonable.

She looked at the two bamboo baskets, which were filled with persimmons, probably holding about ten kilograms each.

These small fruits are troublesome to pick, but my aunt didn't ask for much, just money for her hard work.

"Auntie, your price is quite fair. How about this, I'll take both of these big baskets!"

Zhou Yue said with a smile, taking money out of her pocket.

After paying the money, my younger brother Zhou Xing walked forward and took the two bamboo baskets in his hands.

"Sister, this is a lot. Can we finish it if we buy so much?"

Zhou Yue patted her brother's head gently and said with a smile.

"I'm sure you can finish it. I'll make you something delicious when I get back!"

This persimmon is rich in nutrients and anthocyanins, which are good for both the eyes and the body.

Although it tastes more sour than blueberries, it has a strong fruity flavor and would definitely taste good if made into jam.

Zhou Yue plans to go home and make blueberry jam, which will taste delicious when eaten with steamed buns.

Zhou Yue and Sister Chunyan held hands and continued to move between the stalls.

As they walked, they stopped in front of a stall selling game.

Zhou Yue glanced at the stall inadvertently, saw something, and frowned slightly unconsciously.

She tugged at Sister Chunyan's sleeve and pointed at the stall.

"Sister Chunyan, why are there still cat meats for sale in this market?"

Sister Chunyan looked in the direction Zhou Yue pointed and saw a fat cat lying on the stall.

The cat's fur color was similar to that of a tabby cat, but if you looked closely, the pattern was slightly different from that of the common tabby cat.

At this moment it was motionless, obviously no longer alive.

After Zhou Yue came to this era, most of the cats she had seen were skinny and bony, wandering the streets looking for food.

The bones on its back are clearly visible, and it is not as fat as the one in front of me.

"Why is this cat so fat? It looks weird."

Zhou Yue couldn't help but muttered softly.

After coming to this era, Zhou Yue has also seen some villagers eating cat and dog meat.

As a modern person, Zhou Yue felt a little strange about eating cat and dog meat, but she could understand it.

After all, in that era, supplies were very scarce. It was good enough to have something to eat, and meat was even more scarce.

At this time, the most important thing is to stay alive. It is normal to eat meat of any animal except human flesh.

However, after Zhou Yue came to the north, he seemed to see very few cats. He saw more cats in the south.

But it's normal. In this cold north, the coldest temperature in winter can be minus 20 to 30 degrees Celsius.

There are no such things as pet cats in this era. All cats are stray cats left to fend for themselves.

Cats simply cannot survive the cold winter in the north. They are born in the spring and die in the winter, so it is naturally rare to see them.

Sister Chunyan walked forward and got closer. After looking for a while, she smiled and shook her head.

"Ayue, this is not a cat, it's a caracal."

"Manul?"

Zhou Yue repeated the name softly, feeling it was very familiar.

I tried hard to search my mind for the memory of this name.

After a long while, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she remembered that she had seen it in the animal world in her previous life!

There was a hint of curiosity in Zhou Yue's eyes. He looked at the caracal again, examining it carefully.

The manul is known as the Oboi of cats and looks very similar to a cat.

It has a furry body and short and thick limbs, like a cute round ball, and looks much fatter than a domestic cat.

Its round appearance is so cute that people can't help but want to reach out and touch it.

It’s a pity that this caracal has died and we can’t find a living caracal.

Although the caracal looks cute, it is a ferocious little beast in the mountains!

For it, catching a pheasant or rabbit is as easy as pie.

Even in the harsh conditions on the plateau, it can survive well and is very tenacious.

It is also a national second-level protected animal. If you have bad intentions towards it, you will be rewarded with a pair of silver bracelets.

However, in this era, it is not protected, so it is hunted by people and becomes wild game on the stalls.

Zhou Yue stood in front of the stall where caracals were displayed, feeling mixed emotions.

She knew in her heart that for these villagers who depended on the mountains for their livelihood, there was not much difference between the caracal and the common pheasants and rabbits.

In the eyes of mountain people, hunting caracals is a very common thing.

But when Zhou Yue looked at the furry and chubby caracal, she couldn't help feeling sorry for it.

"This little guy is so cute, why was he hunted?"

She sighed to herself.

After watching for a while, Zhou Yue felt that there was nothing new and planned to get up and leave.

"Girl, don't go!"

The stall owner was a man in his forties or fifties with dark skin and a weathered face.

Seeing Zhou Yue and the others were about to leave, he hurriedly spoke to try to keep them.

"You want to buy a caracal? I have some good stuff here!"