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

When Old Man Shen heard this, he thought it made sense. If it couldn’t be dried in the sun, then just bake it. It would be faster than drying it in the mountains.

The old men immediately got down to work. After discussing it, they decided to put the cooked bamboo shoots on the bamboo racks and roast them over the fire.

While working, Erya came closer to her and said, "Yoyo, the hand-peeled bamboo shoots you made are so delicious, how do you make these dried bamboo shoots delicious?"

As she spoke, her big eyes, which were similar to mine, flickered.

Shen Youyou thought to herself: Sister, that must be fried bacon with dried bamboo shoots, and dried bamboo shoot and old duck soup, both are delicious, and she is drooling just thinking about it. But in our situation, we can't eat duck and bacon. I'll try to be lucky enough to catch a pheasant on the road in the future, and I will stew the pheasant with dried bamboo shoots for you.

But she could only think about it in her mind and didn't dare to guarantee it, so she just said casually: "It's delicious no matter how you stir-fry it."

This answer was so careless that Erya was a little disappointed. She was hoping that her sister could describe the taste to her in detail.

Taohua was a thoughtful girl. She saw that Shen Youyou was in trouble. She thought that Youyou had never eaten bamboo shoots. After all, they lived in the city. Where could they find bamboo shoots?

It is occasionally sold at the market, but at most it is made like hand-wrapped bamboo shoots, and you make some and eat it immediately. You can't have too much, and you buy it to dry.

She quickly changed the subject and said, "Yoyo, why do I feel that the way you teach us to weave a bamboo straw hat is similar to that of a bamboo basket, except that the bamboo strips are thinner and the top is round at the beginning."

Shen Youyou nodded: "Well, Sister Taohua, you finally understand. In fact, bamboo hats are easier to make than straw hats, and I see that the sisters are quite quick to get started."

Daya was working, and couldn't help but interrupt her sister when she heard her sister's words: "That's because they have been weaving bamboo baskets and bamboo baskets at home for a long time. They are very skilled at it. The only thing they need to pay attention to is the brim of the hat."

"Yes, I also know how to make the brim of a hat. I understood it as soon as you told me. It's almost the same as weaving a fish basket. Just bend it a little. I used to follow my grandfather in weaving bamboo baskets."

The person who was speaking was Shen Jinxing, the eldest granddaughter of Shen Dalingjia. She also had a cousin named Shen Yinxing, but Yinxing was shy and just followed her sister and nodded without saying anything.

Shen Dalin and Shen Changshuan are brothers of the same generation. They both married Li, also known as Grandma Li, who had a good relationship with Grandma Hua.

He had two sons, Shen Tiezhu and Shen Tongzhu, both of whom got married. They each had a son and a daughter. Uncle Tiezhu's daughter was named Jin Xing and his son was named Jin Zi.

Uncle Tongzhu’s daughter is named Ginkgo and his son is named Yinzi.

The name of this family is quite interesting. Shen Youyou was deeply impressed, haha!

The old ladies were also taking action, but they were probably still a little unwilling to throw things and their faces didn't look very good.

Here, Shen Zhiqiu's second aunt Tian Cuifen couldn't help but complain:

"If we don't know whether there is water ahead, why don't we just stay here? We have a bamboo house and water. We have also dug a well and can filter water. I think this is better than the one ahead where there is nothing. Who knows how far we can go without water?"

Originally, Grandma Hua was not happy that San'er asked her to throw things away, because she had been stingy for most of her life, but she understood her son's dilemma, which was why she obeyed the arrangement.

After hearing what her second sister-in-law said, Old Lady Hua turned around and looked at her like she was a fool:

"Are you stupid? You're saying that bullshit. If we stay here and it doesn't rain, and there's no water left, are we going to die of thirst?

What is there? Not only is there water, but there are also wild mountains and forests, and there are also wolves and tigers roaring!

Can we really stay here? Can we stay here forever? Just pack your things up quickly and do what you are told to do. Don't keep nagging and making people feel annoyed."

Tian Cuifen knew this truth, but she just couldn't bear to throw things away. She felt upset and couldn't help complaining, but in fact she didn't stop working at all.

But since these words were said by Old Lady Hua, she was not convinced and started to retort as a conditioned reflex.

But she suddenly remembered that her third nephew had taken her and the old lady Hua alone and said:

"Mom, Second Aunt, I don't care if you guys liked to quarrel and get angry in the past, but now our journey is difficult, and we don't know how far we can go. When you want to quarrel, just think about it. Only unity can help us survive."

So Old Lady Tian Cuifen held back, and she thought to herself: Old Lady Hua, you should live well, let's all live well, and when we get to a safe place, we can continue arguing.

After saying that, Old Lady Hua packed up her things very efficiently, as if her Ren and Du meridians were opened. Since it was a foregone conclusion, there was no point in hesitating.

"Hurry up and get ready. Let's go help the old men cook the bamboo shoots. They need to weave bamboo baskets and wash and cook the bamboo shoots. How many baskets can they weave in a day? If we delay loading the things, we'll be in trouble."

When this was said, the old lady and the daughters-in-law of several families without old ladies also became anxious.

Yes, stop wasting time. Can you still be so wasted as to not let me throw things away? If you can't, then why don't you clean up quickly?

It depends on whether they accept it or not. Once they accept it, it will be scary.

Things that are not thrown away, quilts, a small amount of clothes for replacement, raincoats, shoes,

In fact, there were really not many pairs of shoes. They used to wear straw sandals when working in the fields. At most, apart from the ones they wore, each person had one pair of shoes. Many of them were made a few days ago when they were riding in the carriage.

That is, all these things that are not afraid of breaking, if they fall off the horse, can be wrapped with oilcloth and tied with straw ropes. These things will not be heavy. At that time, two more such oilcloth packages can be placed on a horse.

After packing up all these, I started to go to the well to fetch water and filter it, then I washed all the pots and pans again and filled them with water.

No matter what, I have to take a shower tonight. I caught cicadas yesterday and worked again today. I’m covered in sweat. The longer I can keep myself clean, the better.

You don't need to use soap, just wash with water, and it will feel cool too, right?

Li Jingshu led the women to wash the cicadas, boil them in water, cut them in half and fry them in a pan.

Although it is called frying, it is actually almost the same as dry-boiled. I can’t bear to add more oil. I will definitely catch cicadas in the evening, so I have to save some oil to cook the cicadas I catch in the evening, right?

Use a low heat, for fear that there will not be enough oil and the food will get burnt.

After that, keep stir-frying it in the pan. When it is cooked, take it out and sprinkle some salt on it. Pour it into a bamboo basket and let it dry. After it cools down, pack it up and put a bamboo charcoal bag in the cloth bag.

This was specifically instructed by Lao Shen, and it acts as a desiccant.

"Third sister-in-law, are these cicadas really that delicious?"

Yang smelled the aroma of the fried cicada monkey and couldn't help swallowing her saliva.

"Try it."

Li Jingshu picked up half of the cicada with chopsticks and put it to her mouth.

Yang didn't hesitate and put it in her mouth in one bite. The crispy shell made a crackling sound when she bit it, and it was crispy and fragrant.

Shen Luming, Shen Yuanbao, Shen Nannan, Shen Dingding, Shen Dangdang, and Shen Pingan, a group of children, were wandering around here, sniffing the aroma coming from the pot.

But he was still sensible and knew that he was going to eat it on the way, so he endured it.

Seeing that his mother had eaten it, Shen Yuanbao could no longer bear it and came up to her to please her: "Third Aunt, I'll let you have a taste too. My mother can't tell whether it's good or bad."