Crossing the famine: The hunter's wife has good farmland

Yue Lu has been the great elder for a long time and is not stupid. He agrees deeply with Fu Cang's words.

"I understand the logic behind this. Let's do as you say. If the villagers want to eat, they can't eat for free. They need something to exchange, even a bundle of firewood is fine. The most important thing is not to let them become dependent. So I'll find a few people to make dumpling soup. I happen to have some salt here. Then, Fu Cang, you and I will go and notify the people in the tribe. If anyone needs it, they can bring something to exchange for food. If there is no need, we won't force them."

Yue Lu had arranged everything, so Mo Xiaonian was happy to have some free time and simply went back to the tent and waited for the food to be ready.

Anyway, there was time now, so Mo Xiaonian entered the space again, harvested the crops in the fields, and started producing things in the workshop.

She already has a soy product workshop and can now produce tofu. Mo Xiaonian tried eating half a piece of tofu. It was okay, a little bland without seasoning, but it was much better than the leaves of the magical tree.

Mo Xiaonian ate half full and left the space after finishing most of the work. However, when she opened her eyes, she was almost scared to death.

At some point, a circle of people stood in her tent, staring at her with their big eyes. Tell me if it was scary or not.

Mo Xiaonian looked carefully and saw that there were all women here. Chuncao and Luhua were standing in the front, and even Shuanghua was hiding behind stealthily.

"What are you doing?"

Chuncao spoke shyly.

"I'm sorry, Xiao Nian, did we scare you?"

"That's a bit!"

"Don't be afraid. We are here to thank you. The Great Elder said that you should share the food you found with everyone. Although we asked everyone to exchange things for it, we all know that nothing can compare to food. You are our savior!"

Mo Xiaonian sat up and waved to Chuncao and the others.

"No, no, since I have found so much food, I can't just watch my fellow villagers starve while I eat all the food, right? This way, although everyone won't be full, they can still survive. Once the water level recedes, everything will be fine. We will get through this difficult time!"

Chuncao was moved to tears by what Mo Xiaonian said.

"Xiao Nian, thank you so much. Our whole family is grateful to you. By the way, have you not eaten yet?"

Mo Xiaonian smacked her lips, and there was still the aroma of tofu between her lips and teeth.

"Well, I'll go now. You've all eaten, right?"

"Yes, you should go and eat quickly. We can't all be full while you, our benefactor, are still hungry. We'll leave first!"

After Chuncao said these words, she and the people behind her bowed to Mo Xiaonian, and then walked out of her tent.

Shuanghua fell behind at the end, and as she watched everyone else walk away, she suddenly came over.

"Xiao Nian, where did you find all that food? Can you tell me? To be honest, I've searched almost every mountain in this area. It's impossible for me to overlook such a big bag of flour!"

"Haha, then I won't tell you. This thing all depends on fate. Don't force it if it's not destined!"

After Mo Xiaonian finished speaking, he walked around Shuanghua and headed towards Yuelu's tent.

There was a lot of activity in front of Yuelu's tent, with people coming to get food. Fu Cang stood aside with his hands on his chest to maintain order. There was already a pile of things in front of him, all brought by the villagers who came to exchange food.

Mo Xiaonian walked over and looked at those things curiously.

Most of them are junk and of no use, but the wooden barrels, basins, shovels, axes and so on can all be used in the future.

When Fu Cang saw Mo Xiaonian coming, his cold expression softened at once.

"Are you awake? I went to the tent to call you once before, but you were sleeping so soundly that I didn't wake you up. Are you hungry? I left a bowl of rice for you."

Mo Xiaonian smiled at Fu Cang with curved eyes: "Thank you!"

To be honest, this dumpling soup is really unpalatable. There is no other seasoning. Although it is called dumpling soup, it is not much different from paste. But people in the tribe drink it with gusto.

Mo Xiaonian tried to drink half a bowl and couldn't drink any more, so she handed it to Fu Cang.

"It doesn't taste good, you drink it!"

Fu Cang frowned.

"How can you have the strength without eating? Besides, it tastes okay. It's still salty. In two days, when the salt on the elder's body is used up, even the saltiness will be gone."

Mo Xiaonian wrinkled her nose and refused again.

"I have a small appetite and I really can't drink any more. You drink it. I'm going to go back to sleep!"

After saying this, Mo Xiaonian waved his hand and returned to the tent.

But she was not so lucky to have a good sleep, and still had to go into the space to work like a cow or a horse.

Fu Cang looked at Mo Xiaonian's back and frowned tightly.

Yue Lu heard the two of them talking, walked to Fu Cang's side, and frowned.

"This child is not easy to raise. It's true that city girls are spoiled. I see she's always coughing and looks weak. If she doesn't eat well, she won't be able to survive!"

Fu Cang scratched his hair irritably.

"What should we do?"

"I can only cook something special for her. I'll make some pancakes for her. They'll be better than this anyway. By the way, can you go out and get some bird eggs?"

"It's difficult, I'll give it a try."

Fu Cang asked Shitou and Baiji to guard the great elder here, while he walked out a long way and specifically looked for a tall tree to climb up. He did this until the evening, when he finally succeeded in finding two bird eggs.

Yuelu had already baked the pancake. It was a little hard, but because both sides were already burnt, it had a nice aroma even without oil or salt.

Yuelu was swallowing her saliva while making pancakes. After waiting for Fucang to come back from getting the bird eggs, she saw the fragrant pancakes and also swallowed her saliva.

He had just drunk two and a half bowls of porridge, but after running outside for so long, he had already digested it.

Yuelu felt sorry for Fucang, so she secretly took out a large piece of paper and put it in his hand.

"Xiao Nian has a small appetite and can't eat so much. You can eat this one. As for the bird eggs, I'll cook them for her."

Fu Cang took out the bird eggs and handed them to Yue Lu, and then he ate such a big pancake in just two or three bites, which made Yue Lu feel sad.

Fu Cang is only nineteen years old this year, still a child. Now she has such a heavy burden on her shoulders and she can't even get enough food. She feels really bad.