My best friend is living a famine-stricken life; you're going crazy, I'm farming.

In no time, they had obtained some wood ear mushrooms and five large loaches.

Yang Fenglan happily grabbed a loach and showed it off to Shen Yu, "We're in for a treat tonight."

Shen Yu's eyes widened when she saw this. "Don't move!"

"what?"

Shen Yu picked up a twig and shoved it at Yang Fenglan's arm; three leeches were crawling on her forearm!

Yang Fenglan was petrified on the spot.

What the hell, what the hell, what the hell...

Therefore, the theory that the female protagonist will have good luck and then bad luck is valid.

But she was the one who found the eel...

After a few seconds of stunned silence, Yang Fenglan shuddered, snapped back to her senses, threw the eel into her basket, and immediately began searching for leeches with her hands and feet.

My shoes were covered in mud and were soaking wet; it was extremely uncomfortable.

"Xiaoyu, we've had a fruitful day. Let's go back; we still need to deal with yesterday's ferns."

If you leave ferns unattended, they will become old and hard, and if you leave them any longer, they will become even less edible.

"Okay." Shen Yu had no objections.

The two went straight home.

Black fungus is nutritious and delicious; it was a real treat in years when vegetables were scarce.

Yang Fenglan didn't plan to eat it, so she poured it all into a winnowing basket and set it up to dry.

I took a large basin and started washing the bracken.

"Xiaoyu, can you help boil some water?" Yang Fenglan looked at Shen Yu expectantly.

She asked casually and didn't expect Shen Yu to help her.

Unexpectedly, right after she finished asking the question, Shen Yu went into the kitchen and started a fire.

After washing the bracken, the water in the jar was almost gone.

Carrying water was Yang Fenglan's most feared task.

Let alone carrying water, even carrying two empty wooden buckets would make your shoulders ache.

No wonder every family wants a son; it's so inconvenient to have a family without a man.

If she always has to carry water like this, she wouldn't mind finding herself a capable man.

Yang Fenglan had only made two selections when the sun began to set behind the mountains.

With all his might, he poured the two buckets of water into the water vat. Turning around, he saw that Shen Yu had already blanched the bracken.

"Wow, Xiaoyu, you're so quick! You've finished it already."

"How long am I supposed to wait for you?" Shen Yu asked calmly, her tone revealing neither joy nor sorrow.

But Yang Fenglan knew that her willingness to help at least proved that her heart was at peace for the time being.

and many more.

She's so calm, could it be that she's already obtained the treasure-hunting system?

Thinking about it, Yang Fenglan began to probe.

"Xiaoyu, you're so lucky, do you have some secret?"

"What?" Shen Yu asked, puzzled.

“Every time we go into the mountains, we come back with a full load. Did you already know where to find food? Like, maybe you had divine guidance or something?”

"No, I don't." Shen Yu looked completely bewildered.

This mother-in-law, she was only normal for a few days before she started acting strangely again.

I shouldn't have talked to her so much.

Yang Fenglan breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing her bewildered look, the system hadn't appeared yet.

Yang Fenglan added some cold water, soaked the blanched fern shoots, and then cut them into sections to dry in the sun, saving them for the second half of the year.

Currently, I only have a little bit of bracken moss, a jar of toon leaves, and some wood ear mushrooms, which is far from enough.

When it's time to harvest the wheat, the grain yield will be greatly reduced, and grain shops will definitely raise prices.

We need to quickly save some money to buy food.

Yang Fenglan felt anxious whenever she thought about the future.

They've all been working much faster.

She added firewood to the stove, washed the pot, added a bowl of water to the bottom of the pot, and then cut the lard she bought into small pieces and threw it into the pot to render the oil.

As more and more oil is produced, the aroma becomes stronger and stronger.

Yang Fenglan's mouth watered; this thing, which required no technology or hard work, was simply delicious.

Once the lard is rendered, it is poured into oil containers along with the cracklings.

Using the oil-refining pot as a stand, Yang Fenglan added a ladle of water and began processing the eels.

She had never prepared this before, but she had seen it before: cut it open, clean it, cut it into sections, put it in a pot, simmer it for a while, then add fern shoots, cook it, add salt, and serve.