The whole family travels through time: escape from famine! No cheat codes yet!

"It's so delicious. I didn't make enough hand-peeled bamboo shoots. Let's go dig some more later."

Shen Youyou didn’t eat enough and wanted to eat more, but there was no more food in the pot.

Seeing how she enjoyed the food, everyone decided to try it with some doubt and started peeling bamboo shoots like Shen Youyou did.

My eyes lit up at the first bite. The taste is completely different from the braised offal, but the taste is equally good.

Even Shen Zhiqiu took a bite of braised meat and another bite of hand-peeled bamboo shoots, feeling that this was a perfect match!

The braised meat has a strong aroma, and paired with a bite of hand-peeled bamboo shoots, the fresh fragrance of bamboo neutralizes the greasy taste of the meat. It is simply a perfect match. Why didn’t I think of eating it this way before?

"These bamboo shoots are so delicious and refreshing. You can pickle more later and take them with you on the road so they won't spoil easily."

Although Mr. Shen was old and his teeth were not very good, when the braised meat was distributed, the portions were given to him that were easier to chew.

When his great-granddaughter was giving him some bamboo shoots, he wanted to give them to her as he couldn't bite them. But considering that his great-granddaughter had worked so hard for a long time, he thought he didn't want to spoil her fun, so he chewed it a little longer.

Unexpectedly, the bamboo shoots were crispy and tender, which did not affect his eating at all.

Shen Youyou never expected that after eating her hand-peeled bamboo shoots, everyone would give rave reviews. In the end, it felt as if the bamboo shoots she made had made a comeback.

In fact, she also knew that for those who were fleeing famine, no matter how delicious bamboo shoots were, they would not taste as good as meat.

It’s just that the braised offal will be gone after the meal, but there will be plenty of bamboo shoots.

We are not in a hurry today, and the bamboo forest is right next to us, so we can just go and dig.

After dinner, it was time to arrange tasks, but for the first time, Shen Zhiqiu felt that even with the support of the Shen clan leader, Mr. Shen, he would still have to get a beating from his mother.

Shen Zhiqiu coughed dryly and prepared himself mentally:

"We all know how hard it is to find water. We don't know when we will be able to find water in the future. Without water, our animals will die of thirst.

Then we will wait a while, the men will cut more bamboo and fill more long bamboo tubes with water,

The old ladies sorted out the things in their homes, throwing away the useless things, such as torn mats, tattered clothes, tattered quilts, etc.

The women were heartbroken when they heard this, "What are we going to sleep on if we throw away the straw mat?"

"What are we going to wear if we throw away our clothes? It's getting colder and colder, aren't we going to freeze to death?"

"..."

Anyway, everything I see is useful, and I can't bear to throw anything away, so it's a mess.

To be honest, Shen Zhiqiu, Mr. Shen, and Old Man Shen had all guessed this situation, and their reactions were the same.

Shen Zhiqiu was really tired. Seeing his mother looking at him with an expression of disbelief,

It's like saying: Are you my third son? Do you still understand your mother? You let your mother throw things?

"Stop arguing. Every household should throw away their straw mats. From now on, you should sleep on the hay you have made on the spot. Wear one set of clothes now and keep two sets for changing. Keep one set of cotton clothes. As long as the shoes are not too worn, you can keep them for now.

Take the pots and pans with you, and use the quilts for two people. Keep the good ones. Throw away all your chairs and stools.

That's it, you just remember, without these things, we can still survive, but without water and food, we can't survive."

"Mom, don't look at me like that. Quickly pack up our things. Try to keep the clothes we brought from the county town, as well as the bedding. Don't worry, as long as we are alive, your son will be able to buy you everything you want in the future."

In fact, Old Mrs. Hua didn't want to listen to her third son. These things were what she had spent most of her life to buy, and she wanted to take them with her when she was buried. She was even reluctant to throw away the clothes that were covered in patches.

But, hey!

Old Man Shen knew his wife very well, and he was busy advising her: "San'er is right, everything has to be done for survival. It's not easy for children to work, so you should set an example for them."

Seeing that the old lady finally stopped staring at him, Shen Zhiqiu continued:

"Continue to arrange tasks. The old ladies are organizing things. The daughters-in-law are frying the cicadas they caught yesterday. The boys are going to the forest to dig bamboo shoots.

The old men and the girls made bamboo baskets and bamboo straw hats. Try to make as many as possible, as they will need to carry the things when the time comes. Let’s do it this way.”

Everyone else was quite obedient and dispersed to do the things they had arranged. Shen Zhiqiu was also ready to leave, but he couldn't.

I was stopped by the old ladies, because after all they said, they still couldn't bear to throw things away and thought everything could be used.

You have to know that they carried these things with them all the way they fled, which means that in their eyes, they were the best things in the house.

I've carried it with me all the way here for such a long distance, and I totally can't accept asking them to throw it away.

Shen Zhiqiu didn't know what to say. He had made it clear that if there was no water ahead, they had to be fully prepared. See this small bubble? There was only so much water. There was no land for tides elsewhere.

If you don’t throw it away now and make room for water, what will you do when there is no water in the future?

Livestock don’t need water? We just don’t give them water and watch them die of thirst. Can we push all these things by ourselves?

You still have to throw it halfway when the time comes.

It is time for Master Shen to step forward. These old ladies have the support of Shen Zhiqiu's parents, so they are justified but powerful.

Shen Zhiqiu really had no choice.

Then Master Shen knocked the ground with his cane and shouted angrily:

"Look at the refugees before? They didn't bring much food or water with them. Do you believe that if you give them food and water, they can give you anything in exchange?

Don't waste time here, hurry up and clean up. After you're done, go dig some bamboo shoots so you can eat for a few more days. Nothing is more important than food and water."

There were not just ten old ladies. In some homes where there were no old ladies at all, the oldest woman was left to clean up.

This must be the rhythm that could only be achieved by the old man's strong suppression, which made Shen Zhiqiu angry.

The other groups of people have already started working in an orderly manner, such as the boys carrying bamboo baskets.

In the bamboo forest, I peeled away the thick bamboo shells and dug up the small pointed ones.

He bent down to dig a hole, and used the hoe to chop at the root of the bamboo shoots. There was a crisp "crack" sound.

Then he threw it into the bamboo basket on his back. He continued to look for the next one.

Their movements are quite skillful, and you can tell that these guys do a lot of work in the fields at home.

Although the bamboo shoots have not grown much yet, it is better to have some than nothing. They are not too big, some are still more than ten centimeters.

About three bamboo shoots weigh one pound, and a few clicks will dig one pound. With this efficiency, these guys can dig a thousand pounds a day.

When the basket is full, carry it back to the camp, empty it out, and continue on the way back.

Shen Youyou and the others were weaving bamboo baskets and straw hats, and they also had to find time to wash bamboo shoots. Now they didn't have to cook in the big pot.

They also need to use these big pots to make hand-peeled bamboo shoots. Fortunately, Shen Zhiqiu bought a lot of salt.

You can't just peel all the bamboo shoots by hand, as that would be a waste of seasoning. The remaining bamboo shoots can be dried. Although they are not as delicious as pickled ones, they are light and can be put in a bamboo basket and carried on your back.

"Grandpa, these bamboo shoots won't dry out in a day."

What was dried yesterday is still not dry today, so we have to continue on our journey tomorrow.

"It's okay, let it dry first. When we set off, take a break at noon and then take it out and continue drying it."

Old Man Shen was sweating from working, and he answered his granddaughter while wiping his sweat.

"Master, how about we string them all together with thread, one bunch at a time, and then put them directly on the bamboo sticks filled with water to dry, so that they won't be delayed while walking along the way.

There are many big trees in this forest, but not many places with sunshine. If it really doesn’t work, the bamboo racks we used to make the meat jerky yesterday haven’t been dismantled yet. Can we roast it first?”