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

The tree looked quite big, but the walnuts they picked up probably weighed only about 100 pounds.

Then they moved to the Wild Pear Tree, not far away,

Two pear trees that are not very tall.

The tree is about three meters tall, and it seems to have only started to bear fruit in the past few years. Perhaps some small animal ate the wild pear and the seeds grew from its feces.

The two of them grow together, less than half a meter apart. It's very strange that they look like forks of a tree. It's hard to believe how they can survive at such a close distance.

It is covered with a thick layer of vines, and if you don't look carefully, you wouldn't even know it is a pear tree.

There are some non-human traces around, indicating that this is also one of the wild boar's reserve food. It must be said that they really benefited a lot from the wild boars. Next time they eat pork, they will thank them silently in their hearts.

Erhu pulled aside some vines and saw some wild pears the size of grapes hanging on the pear tree.

The black skin and small body of the fruit made it obvious that it was not very tasty. It looked very much like the kind of pear she had eaten as a child that made her throat choke.

But one thing is that there are a lot of wild pears, and they are full of fruits, which does not look like a drought at all.

Erhu picked one first, took a bite and was stunned, thinking: "Didn't Uncle Mazi say it was sour and astringent? How come it's sweet?"

She also picked one, rubbed it on her clothes, and took a bite: Wow, it tastes sweet and sour, juicy, crispy and delicious.

Seeing that the two were silent, Shen Erya and the others covered their mouths and laughed, "Oh, this is sour and astringent, and you eat it right away. Don't you remember that this kind of dog shit pear should be boiled with sugar? Didn't your grandma cook it for you when you were a child?"

Shen Youyou came back to her senses and changed the subject: "But this fruit is sweet, sour and sweet, and it's delicious!"

Erhu also nodded: "It's sweet!"

Daya muttered, "That's not right. It's obviously sour. We have it in the back mountain, too."

Shen Youyou's heart started beating wildly when she saw that she had successfully changed the topic. That was a close call!

Even if she didn't intend to disguise the personalities of her family of three, she would still have to find an opportunity to let her father recall what they had eaten and what had happened when they returned to the village at other times.

She quickly changed the subject: "Sister, you said this is called dog shit pear?"

Daya nodded: "Yes, we have this kind of pear in the mountain behind us. It is quite common, but it is too unpalatable. We can only eat it with sugar or use it to make fruit vinegar and wine. Our grandfather knows how to make it."

After her sister's explanation, Shen Youyou finally understood why the dog shit pear had such a strange name.

It tastes like nothing like dog shit, and it doesn't have a special smell like durian. It's actually because this kind of pear is very small and dark brown.

My sister meant that it looked like dog shit! But Shen Youyou didn't see that, and didn't know why she looked like it.

Shen Youyou blinked: "Are you sure it's this kind? Why does it taste sweet to me?"

The girls present in Shenjia Village nodded one after another, indicating that they were not mistaken, it was this kind, and they said in unison: It is sour and astringent.

Shen Youyou had never eaten this kind of pear before. There were no mountains where they lived in their previous life, and the fruits were the same ones seen in the picking garden.

Shen Youyou muttered, "This shouldn't be the case. Could there be some priceless treasure under these two trees? This is their golden finger. They created these two trees on purpose so that they can find the difference. What could it be? Is it the spiritual spring that makes the fruit sweet? Or is it chalcedony?"

Her mind was racing, she couldn't understand why. She stared at the fork of the two trees. It looked so weird. How could there be two such strange trees? It was like taking a photo and saying "Yeah!" with your fingers spread out.

But she was very clear that her idea was unrealistic and simply a brain-wrecker.

"What season did you pick the fruit?"

All she could think of was this wild fruit, whose taste would change over time.

"August or September, that's when the skin turns brown."

Shen Erya and her two sisters pick fruit every year, and their family’s fruit vinegar is made from it.

"It's brown?" Shen Youyou frowned. "That means it's not ripe yet. In fact, now is the time when it is truly ripe, so it was sour then, but not sweet now."

Arya retorted, "Impossible, the elders all know that it matures in August or September."

Shen Youyou thought about it. Sweet potatoes are not sweet at all when they are just ripe. They have to be left for a while before they become sweet. Could this fruit also be sweet only when eaten in this season? Then why didn't anyone discover it before?

"Have you ever picked this fruit in November?"

Arya explained: "The fruit will be gone in November because it will be eaten by the birds on the tree, so we pick it before the birds eat it all."

Shen Youyou suddenly realized that the life of farmers in ancient times was hard, and they had no habit of wasting even the food that didn't taste good.

Therefore, they would pick the fruits before the birds ate them and take them home to make wine, vinegar, and even cook them. They had tried all of these, but they just didn't give the fruits a chance to eat themselves.

After all, the storage conditions of ancient farmers were limited. If the fruits were not eaten immediately after being picked, or made into wine or vinegar, they would go bad.

And now there are still so many fruits on the trees. It must be because the birds moved away a long time ago because of the drought, so these two trees were spared.

Shen Youyou: "Sisters, I guess this kind of fruit is like this. It becomes sweet when the birds eat it, but you picked it early because you were afraid that the birds would eat it, so it is sour and astringent."

Shen Yingzi, the daughter of Shen Mazi, nodded: "It is very likely that this is the case, and my father must have seen the fruit but did not eat it, because he knew it was sour before, so he did not know that the fruit had become sweet, so he said that to us."

Shen Youyou agreed.

The girls were also quite surprised. They picked one and tasted it. Sure enough, it was not sour but sweet and sour.

But it must be said that this kind of dog shit pear is quite deceptive. From this, she also learned that the villagers of Shenjia Village really don't miss any edible things.

Even sour and astringent fruits can be eaten in other ways.

The ancients were indeed smart, but this time they were a little too smart for their own good. Although they didn't pick the bird, they would have eaten it anyway.

But there might be some fish that slip through the net, and maybe we can discover the magic of this dog shit pear earlier.

Seeing Shen Youyou in a daze, Erya pushed her arm and said, "Stop thinking about it, it's getting dark, hurry up and pick the fruit!"

Shen Youyou was quick-witted, yes, it was too idle, and quickly asked people to pick the fruits.

The sisters were already very familiar with picking this kind of fruit. They found long tree trunks and made them forked.

Just reach out to the branch full of bunches of wild pears, twist the fork, and you will hear a crisp sound, the branch will break, and a small bunch of wild pears will fall off.

Shen Youyou and Erhu climbed up a tree and picked fruits directly from the tree. They didn't intend to miss any of the fruits that were originally sour and astringent, let alone the fruits that had now turned sweet and sour.

That is something that absolutely cannot be missed, and Shen Youyou has already thought about it. She plans to burn some ceramic jars and make canned food for everyone as snacks in the winter. However, sugar is still needed, so she still has to think of a way to get it. It's a headache.

Of course, this kind of fruit juice should be able to be boiled out, but if this is used to make sugar, what can we use to make canned food? We still have to think of other ways.