A Farm Girl Traveling Through Time: Raising a Stunning Husband

Shen Wu took a hoe and swept the weeds, forcing himself to create a path.

She was a little unsure whether it was the one she was thinking of, so she quickly took a hoe and started digging.

Although it hadn't rained since she came here, there was still moisture under the shade of the trees, and she easily opened a big hole.

"It is!" She was so excited that she almost threw the hoe in her hand away.

"What is this?" Gu Zhou leaned over and looked at the thing that was just a little bit exposed in the soil.

"This is yam!" Shen Wu was afraid of damaging the yam, which was only as wide as two fingers side by side, so he tried to dig the hoe around it as gently as possible.

The ground was a bit hard, and it became easier the more she dug. She dug a big hole in a circle, and when it was almost done, she threw the hoe to one side, knelt on the ground and started digging.

Gu Zhou saw this and came to help.

"Be careful, once the skin is broken it will feel sticky and slippery, and your hands will easily become itchy."

After hearing this, Gu Zhou hurriedly became careful and didn't dare to touch the trembling thing in the middle.

"Wait a minute, you come out first!" Shen Wu asked Gu Zhou to exit the pit first, and he felt his way down along the yam.

She lowered her hand halfway and felt that it had reached the bottom and could be pulled.

Shen Wu held the yam with both hands and pulled it out with all her strength! She pulled the yam out directly. Due to inertia, she fell on her buttocks.

"Are you okay?" Gu Zhou helped her up.

Shen Wu shook his head, his eyes shining brightly: "This is delicious! You can cook it into porridge, steam it, and make snacks or steamed buns! It's so delicious!"

Gu Zhou was very happy. He didn't expect there were so many ways to eat it.

He asked: "Then should we dig more?!"

Shen Wu couldn't wait, so he put the calf-long yam he had just dug out aside and started searching around the area.

This piece looks like a lot! Shen Wu and Gu Zhou dug several holes and worked very hard to get seven or eight yams of different thicknesses and lengths.

"Wait until I fill the hole, then we'll go back." Gu Zhou wielded the hoe and worked very skillfully, filling a hole in a few strokes.

Shen Wu was responsible for putting the yams into the backpack. She watched Gu Zhou's actions and suddenly thought of something.

When she was a child, she followed her grandmother to farm. There was a shovel at home, which made it very convenient to dig the ground.

"Um, are the farm tools here just hoes or something like that?" Her words were a little unclear. Gu Zhou finished filling the last hole and looked at her: "Farm tools..."

"As for farm tools, there are also plows."

That means there are no shovels or anything like that...

After they packed up their things and walked back, Gu Zhou handed her the hoe and asked her to hold it, while he picked up the backpack lying on the ground.

Fortunately, because of the rope, the trapped chicken did not rush out.

"How much does a set of farm tools cost? Does every household here have farm tools?"

Gu Zhou was still walking in front to lead the way, sweeping the weeds with the wooden stick: "Our village is relatively wealthy, and about half of the families have hoes. If we don't have one, we can borrow from those who do. We all have the same surname and clan, so it's not difficult to borrow something."

"As for making a set..." Gu Zhou made himself think carefully. He had been to the blacksmith shop with his father once in the past, but unfortunately he was there to pick up the goods and did not go that day when they were unloading.

"Do you want to make new farm tools? I don't know the price. When we have time, let's go to the blacksmith shop in town to ask." After he said that, he asked uncertainly and doubtfully, "Don't you have farm tools at home? Why do you need to make them?"

"The hoe works too slowly. I want to make a few new ones. Is that okay?" Shen Wu asked nervously, not knowing whether he would agree.

"You mean there is a more convenient way?" Gu Zhou was no longer that surprised by her thoughts...

"Yes, there are. I'll draw it for you when I have time and tell you its use." Shen Wu pushed aside the branches blocking their way, and they returned to the chestnut tree.

"How much should we pick up?" Gu Zhou asked her when they reached the tree.

Shen Wu looked at the chestnuts all over the ground and drooled unconsciously: "Half...half frame!"

"So much!" Gu Zhou was very surprised. How could she eat so much? Although she said she could eat it, how could she do it?

Shen Wu took off her backpack and started looking for the ones that had exploded on the hanging branches: "Don't worry, we can eat them at noon! It's just a little troublesome. It's especially delicious when cooked with the chicken we just caught!" As she spoke, she felt hungry and her stomach growled.

Gu Zhou was half a head taller than her, and he also stood on tiptoe to help her grab it: "Why don't you take the ones on the ground?"

Could Shen Wu say that she wanted to try the thrill of picking chestnuts? She only vaguely remembered picking one when she was a child.

"It can be used on the ground too. I...I just want to try it."

There were not many hanging down, just a few. Shen Wu couldn't touch them anymore and started picking up the ones that had fallen to the ground.

In fact, there were quite a lot of them falling to the ground, and they were all lying obediently in the grass, with a thin crack created by the explosion.

They were definitely not slow in picking up things. Two of us picked up one or two things each and soon we had half a basket full.

Putting the backpack on her back again, Shen Wu hurried home. She had to kill a chicken and peel chestnuts, and it would be before noon after she finished her meal.

Shen Wu first boiled a pot of water, quietly opened the backpack that Gu Zhou had taken down, reached in with his arm wrapped in rags, and grabbed the chicken's head in a flash.

The captured pheasant clucked as if asking for help, attracting the two raised in the yard to follow suit.

Shen Wu had never killed a live chicken in modern times, and was afraid of those that could move. But in ancient times, he did not hesitate at all and just took the firewood beside him and hit the chicken on the head.

After a few bangs, the chicken successfully fainted. She quickly took the knife to bleed the chicken, fearing that it would come back to life if it was too late.

Because it was being processed in the kitchen, she used a basin to collect the blood, for fear that too much chicken blood would flow out and fill the kitchen with a fishy smell.

When the chicken in the basin was almost one-third submerged, the water finally boiled.

Gu Zhou was sent by him to the yard to pick chestnuts. He could hear the crackling sound when he broke open the chestnut shells.

When he came back, he wanted to help Shen Wu kill the chicken, but Shen Wu persuaded him to leave because he had chestnuts to deal with.

Gu Zhou peeled chestnuts and threw the shells back. She said that the shells could be used for firewood when dried, so keeping them would be very useful.

Shen Wu put the chicken into a relatively narrow and tall basin, and poured boiling water on the chicken one spoonful at a time.

She only started plucking the chicken after almost completely submerging it in water.

The first time is a new start, the second time is an easy one. Holding the chicken feathers that had been run over by hot water, she plucked the entire chicken in no time.

She cleaned the chicken's stomach again, washing it repeatedly with a mixture of hot and cold water until there was no blood left, and only then did she stop.

Chicken hearts and livers are her favorites! Of course I have to stay and cook together.

She cut the chicken in half, thought for a moment, and cut off a palm-sized piece of meat from the other half of the chicken leg. She chopped the meat into puree and cooked it into porridge for her younger brother later.

Gu Zhou came in from the yard, holding a small bowl of chestnuts and asked: "How do you eat this?"

Shen Wu chopped half of the chicken into small pieces: "Can you help me blanch the chicken? I'll ask for that."

"Okay." Gu Zhou nodded and put down the basin, first getting out the chicken feathers and chicken blood she had picked.

When she came back, she washed her hands and started adding water to the pot she was boiling.