The arrogant little husband is desperately flirting with the hunter

After wandering around for a day, the two of them picked up several baskets of chestnuts. Mushrooms were not growing much at this time, but there were still some wood ears, so they returned home with a full load.

After returning, Chu Xiao first wiped the hunting dogs with a cloth, and then made a fire in the yard to dry their fur. Yan Zhenshen continued to chop wood, and Chu Xiao went to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

It started to frost a few days ago, and the vegetables outside the yard have begun to wilt. However, the vegetables that have been frosted taste sweet, and Chu Xiao quite likes them.

Chu Xiao fried a plate of green vegetables with lard and made a mushroom soup. Although he had been eating vegetarian food for several days, he still didn't crave meat.

When the food came out of the pot, Yan Zhenshen smelled the aroma and went into the house. He washed his hands and helped his husband get the dishes and chopsticks.

There were two big pots in the kitchen, one for stewing rice and the other for cooking. Yan Zhenshen opened the pot for stewing rice and scooped off some rice crust and put it in his husband's bowl.

Chu Xiao also brought the dishes to the table. There were not many fried vegetables, but the mushroom soup was a big bowl. Chu Xiao ate little, but Yan Zhenshen had a big appetite, so Chu Xiao grabbed some kimchi.

It was dark after dinner. Chu Xiao could now estimate the time. It had to be said that it got dark really early. In summer, he might have just been preparing to go back at this time, but now he had finished his meal.

Yan Zhenshen spent more and more time wandering around every night, and his range became larger and larger. Once winter comes, food becomes scarce in the mountains, and many animals will leave their native territories and run around everywhere.

There is nothing to be afraid of small animals, of course. What we should be afraid of are large wild beasts. However, the wild boars in the wild boar ridge were slaughtered by the macho boy, which made people feel a lot more at ease.

Although the threat posed by wild boars has been eliminated, we still cannot take the feared blind bears lightly.

He hadn't gone hunting because it had been raining these days, but he hadn't checked the condition of the traps either.

Just as Yan Zhenshen had expected, the traps near his home did not catch any wild animals. This year was a good year, and the wild beasts were probably well fed and unwilling to come down the mountain.

All the wild animals Yan Zhenshen had previously hunted were eaten by the tough little boy. Although he compensated them with a small hill of wild boars, it would be ok to take one or two down the mountain to sell, but not all of them. It was better to take it step by step.

He continued hunting with the hunting dogs, and Chu Xiao was not idle either. He started wandering around the mountain with Taxue again. He wanted to find wild ginseng in the autumn, but he didn't find any, so now he doesn't even have a seed, and can't cultivate it even if he wants to.

Chu Xiao always felt a little resentful because he didn't have the most profitable medicinal herbs, so he would look for them everywhere when he had nothing to do.

It is said that God will not let down those who work hard. Perhaps it was because of bad luck that Chu Xiao searched for several days but still couldn't find anything. However, he did pick up a lot of chestnuts, so it was not a complete loss.

As winter approached, Chu Xiao felt that he had nothing to do and could only lie on the kang and flip through the books in the space.

To be honest, he had read these more than 100 books at least two or three times, and most probably ten or eight times. After all, he had no entertainment before and relied on these books to get by.

When reading it again today, the content has not changed, but the reader's state of mind may have changed, and he can notice some differences, especially when he sees the methods of making soap and how to use toothpaste and toothbrush in the book, his eyes light up instantly.

After a closer look, I found that all the recipes were incomplete and it was not certain what the food would turn out to be if you followed them.

The light in his eyes gradually went out again. He didn't have much mouthwash left. However, although there was no toothpaste in this dynasty, there were still tooth powders. If he really couldn't do it, he could only adapt to the local customs.

Then he thought of the tough kid again. This guy could travel through different worlds, so it shouldn't be a big deal for him to help get some toothpaste and mouthwash. Next time he saw him, he would cook ten pots of meat for him and bribe him well.

Taxue was lying in the woodshed and sleeping. The wolf cub was a little bored, so he ran around the yard. He ran and ran and then he didn't know where he was going.

Taxue pricked up his ears and listened, but didn't hear the wolf cub's voice. He stood up and slowly walked out of the yard, barking a few times in one direction.

When the wolf cub heard this, he ran back and circled around Taxue.

Chu Xiao hadn't read for a long time, and he felt drowsy while reading. He was suddenly awakened by Taxue's cry. He put away the book and went to the kitchen to cook.

Chu Xiao had bad luck in winter, but Yan Zhenshen was very lucky. When he came back that day, he was carrying several fox skins, including a silver fox. He sold this skin to a fur shop for twenty-five taels of silver last time. The color of this skin was not as good as the one Chu Xiao caught before, but it should be able to sell for more than twenty taels.

As for those miscellaneous furs, I can buy one or two from the fur shop owner and make a coat for his mother.

Foxes are not easy to hunt, and if he had to wait until he had gathered enough, he would probably have to wait until next year.

Chu Xiao had been eating vegetarian food for many days, so Yan Zhenshen naturally had to follow suit. Although he didn't complain, he must have been craving for meat.

As soon as Yan Zhenshen entered the yard, he smelled the smell of meat. He walked quickly to the kitchen and saw Chu Xiao put the lid on the pot. He turned around and looked at him and said with a smile: "Braised pork."

"Yeah." Yan Zhenshen responded and went to wash his hands and face. After cleaning up, he went into the kitchen and saw a few fruits on the table. He took one and ate it.

The fruits stored in the space are still as sweet and crisp as when they were just picked. If they were sold now, they would definitely fetch a very high price.

Thinking of this, Yan Zhenshen felt that he was blessed. No matter what season the food was, he could eat it as long as his husband was around.

The braised pork alone was a bit greasy to eat, so Chu Xiao took out a handful of wild vegetables, washed them, and waited until the braised pork was out of the pot before frying some wild vegetables, so that he didn't have to make soup.

The man, who hadn't eaten meat for many days, had a very satisfied look on his face. It is said that it is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but difficult to go from luxury to frugality. In the past, when I was in the mountains, not to mention eating meat, I might not even have a dish of fried vegetables for a few days. Every day I ate coarse grain cakes with pickles, and dark-faced steamed buns with kimchi.

Nowadays, we can only eat white rice and white flour, which was unimaginable in the past. We can even miss not eating meat for a few days.

After eating and drinking, Chu Xiao boiled water for a bath and washed his dirty clothes. By the time he finished everything, it was not yet time for bed as usual.

People who are used to being busy will feel particularly uncomfortable when they are idle, but this thought did not last long as it was disrupted by the man who couldn't sleep either.

The hands of hunters for a long time are very rough, and a little force on the delicate skin will leave a red mark.

Chu Xiao raised his eyes to look at the man and smiled: "Brother Shen, are you going to tell me a story again?"

The image of the tadpole looking for its mother flashed through Yan Zhenshen’s mind automatically, and then he remembered the process of grinding an iron rod into a needle.

"What does this mean?"

Chu Xiao stretched out his hand and grabbed it, then smiled and said: "Brother Shen, don't worry, I'm afraid that you won't turn into a needle even when you are old."

Yan Zhenshen: “…”

He finally realized that nothing his husband said on the kang was serious.