Traveling through time and space to meet a replacement bride? But I’m a man!

To prevent the mule from being eaten by wolves or other animals in the mountains.

The two men could only unload the car first and let the old mule go down the mountain with them. It would take them until the afternoon to go back, and it was still very early now.

The mountain is extremely steep on the side where we caught the goat, but it will be a little gentler on this side.

The two men took the mule down the mountain and picked a lot of small berries. This was the purpose of their visit today.

After tying up the mule, Chen Sanlin went up the mountain carrying a backpack and a machete, while Xu Wenyan mixed drinks with the fruits he had picked in the morning.

Put the blackberries into a thin bamboo tube and mash them, pour in light sugar water, add half a spoonful of honey to add texture, and then fill the remaining space with water soaked in tangerine peel, and the glass of juice is ready.

The whole cup of juice was light purple. Xu Wenyan tasted it and found that it was not as delicious as the ones in modern cities with additives. But it was still pretty good and refreshing, but not sweet enough.

Xu Wenyan knew very well what the current price of sugar was. In order to control costs, he had no choice but to do so. If he sold a cup of fruit tea for ten cents, he would basically make no money.

It was sold for fifteen or twenty cents, and no one could afford it except the princesses and young masters from wealthy families.

We still need to reduce costs, so we won't use honey. Instead, we can use some thorny trees, light sugar water and bitter oranges. If we sell it, we'll sell it for six cents, and then increase the price when we put new dairy products on the market.

By the way, I have seen wolfberries in farther places in winter before, and I can’t miss it this year.

This juice is just like wolftooth potatoes. As long as the quantity is large, you can make money. After all, there are plenty of small berries in the mountains. If you bring Xiaohu and the others along and drive a horse-drawn carriage, you can transport a lot in one trip.

The reason why it is impossible to achieve low costs like Xu Wenyan in modern times is simply because there are too many people and too few things.

Whenever there are wild fruits on a mountain, people from all over the place want to pick some.

If word gets out about a beach where people can go to the beach to catch seafood, within a week you’ll see hundreds or even thousands of people there.

Never underestimate the execution ability of the hardworking Chinese people.

To put it bluntly, they are just greedy girls.

Standing in the yard, Xu Wenyan stretched out his hands to block the scorching sun. A ray of sunlight passed through the gaps between his hands and shone on his face. Even with his eyes closed, he could feel a light red around his eyes.

After finishing all this, Xu Wenyan took a machete and cut the dry bamboo next to it into small strips, and then slowly weaved the frame. This kind of straw hat is not difficult to make, as long as you have a little patience.

Sweat flowed down from the forehead to the chin and dripped onto the hands. It was only summer, why was it so hot? The weather was still pleasant at this time last year.

When we were halfway through weaving the straw hats, Chen Sanlin came back with the basket arranged in layers: a layer of pine needles and a layer of berries.

"Brother Chen, there is juice on the table inside."

"Okay." Chen Sanlin first put the backpack in the cellar, took off his wet shirt, revealing his strong muscles. Perhaps the food had improved after following Xu Wenyan.

The muscle lines now look very powerful.

He took the bamboo tube out and drank most of it in one gulp: "Do you want to drink?"

Xu Wenyan opened his mouth: "Ah."

Not sure whether it was intentional or unintentional, but when he was feeding Xu Wenyan juice, his tongue touched Chen Sanlin's fingers.

Her face, which was already red from the sun, became even redder.

Xu Wenyan originally wanted to weave the straw hat immediately and go up the mountain with Chen Sanlin, but with a man with such a good figure beside her, Xu Wenyan couldn't help but be distracted and take a few more glances at him, and then touch him by the way.

As a man, Xu Wenyan really envied Chen Sanlin for having such a muscular body. Not only was he tall, but he was also strong.

Xu Wenyan simply threw the unfinished straw hat in his hand to Chen Sanlin, and Chen Sanlin continued weaving.

Touching the horrific scar in the middle of his six-pack abs, Xu Wenyan really couldn't imagine how painful it must have been at that time. The previous knife attack from Zhang Tie had made Xu Wenyan doubt his life due to the pain.

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

Xu Wenyan coughed twice and stood up: "Who asked you? It's inexplicable."

He went into the room, picked up Chen Sanlin's clothes and wrung them: "Wow, you are washing clothes with sweat."

Xu Wenyan pinched it with two fingers in disgust, took this piece of clothing with a strong "masculine" smell to the river and cleaned it.

After coming back, he used the clothes to wipe the sweat off his body and asked Chen Sanlin: "Are you cool?"

"Well, it's very comfortable."

Xu Wenyan smiled evilly: "I am not good to you."

"very good."

"I am the only one in the world who treats you so well. You have to cherish me and repay me. Those people who secretly stare at you are all bad women. Do you know that?"

Chen Sanlin thought for a while and nodded obediently: "Okay, I understand, wife."

After washing the clothes again, Chen Sanlin's straw hat was also woven. Xu Wenyan threw the clothes to him and said, "Put them on. You'll get sunburned if you're shirtless."

Chen Sanlin looked at the clothes in his hands, then looked at Xu Wenyan who was walking in front of him with a straw hat and smiled. It turns out that my wife is the best to me!

The two walked towards the back mountain, and Xu Wenyan picked large fruits, such as raspberries and blackberries.

Some of the prickly ash and berries were small in size. They tasted good, but they were hard to harvest, and the two of them had to hurry back in the afternoon.

"Brother Chen, are the plums over there ripe?"

"It is ripe, but it is also sour when ripe."

Xu Wenyan snapped his fingers, pulled out a dogtail grass from the side, put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly: "Let's go, pick some plums."

Xu Wenyan wanted to eat it the Guangxi way, making it salty and spicy. Even if it is sour, there are always people who like it.

For example, Wang Dongmei and Mrs. Wen, if they resell them, wouldn't they make a lot of money?

The earliest batch of peppers have been dried, and there is still plenty of salt that Wang Zeren gave us before, so don't worry about the seasoning.

Moreover, these plums are not like small berries and can be kept for a longer time.

Xu Wenyan could also give the plums to Zheng Liwei's wife, maybe she could invent pickled plums herself.

After picking two full baskets of plums and two winnowing baskets of berries, they headed home. They also took out the basket of raspberries from the cellar and drove the mule up the mountain.

After that, Chen Sanlin made another trip and put the things underground before starting to rush home.

Mules move slowly but steadily, making them very suitable for transporting this kind of thing.

It was still dark when we got home.

Everyone in the family, young and old, was considered Xu Wenyan's younger brothers. They would run out of the yard and surround Xu Wenyan, asking him questions.

Chen Sanlin has gotten used to this. Anyway, his wife sleeps with him and they can even have sex! It's useless for you to be envious!

I shared the berries among a few people, and everyone had a smile on their face after eating the sweet treat.

The dog insisted on eating the plum and ended up running around the yard because it was so sour.

The little tiger laughed out loud.

The laughter in the small courtyard is so pleasant to the ear.

joy.