Armed with a machete and a gun, armed with a system, they fled the famine.

The mother and daughter each devoured a large meat bun and drank a carton of pure milk inside the house. Before the Yang family got up, Zhao Yan picked up her basket, carried her daughter in one arm and a machete in the other and hurriedly left the house.

Zhao Yan stopped in front of a thatched hut at the end of the village and called out softly.

"Sister Tian, ​​Sister Tian."

"Hey, Yan'er?"

After calling out twice, the door was suddenly opened from the inside, revealing the face of a dark-skinned, thin woman.

The woman's name was Tian Xiu'e, and she was a daughter-in-law of the Chen family in Chenjiagou.

Her husband's name was Chen An, the third son in the family. Like Zhao Yan's husband, he was also sent out by his family to perform corvée labor a few years ago and has been missing ever since.

Tian Xiu'e also has a twelve-year-old daughter.

Since her husband disappeared, her mother-in-law has been disgusted by her and her daughter for just eating and not doing any work, so she decided to separate them and live separately.

These days, it's not easy for orphans and widows.

But Zhao Yan knew that Tian Xiu'e's family had taken good care of the original owner and Yang Xiaomi.

She put Yang Xiaomi down and looked at Tian Xiu'e with her clear, bright eyes.

"Sister Tian, ​​please take care of Xiaomi for me. I'm going into the mountains for a bit."

Tian Xiu'e, holding Yang Xiaomi's hand, pointed to her own head and said with delight, "Yan'er, are you all better here?"

"Yes, I'm not stupid anymore."

Zhao Yan nodded generously and then reached out to pat Yang Xiaomi's little head.

"Xiao Mi, Mommy will go up the mountain to catch a rabbit for you to eat. Be a good girl here with Aunt Tian, ​​okay?"

Yang Xiaomi had eaten three full meals in a row, and now, hearing Zhao Yan's words, she believed them without a doubt.

"Yes, Mom, don't worry, I'm being very obedient."

Tian Xiu'e was happy that Zhao Yan had suddenly recovered from her stupidity and waved to her with a smile.

"Go do your thing, just watch the road. It's okay if you don't catch any rabbits. Jiaojiao found a clump of wild vegetables yesterday, enough for the rest of us to fill our stomachs."

During this lean season, every household is worried about filling their stomachs.

It would be a lie to say that Zhao Yan was not moved when Tian Xiu'e spontaneously considered the mother and daughter's situation.

"Sister Tian, ​​please take these."

Before leaving, she suddenly pulled a tattered cloth bag from her basket, stuffed it into Tian Xiue's arms, and then walked away without looking back.

This time, without Yang Xiaomi accompanying her, Zhao Yan walked very fast up the mountain.

The villagers of Chenjiagou only dare to move around on the outer edge of the mountain. Further in are deep mountains, where large wild animals are said to frequently appear, and those who value their lives generally dare not go in.

Zhao Yan arrived at the place where she had rested the day before. Standing on the hilltop, she looked down into the distance and saw nothing but desolation.

The parched land, the yellowing weeds, and the scattered villagers in the distance mechanically groping their way forward on the road.

What could have been a peaceful and happy life in the mountains has been forced to live a numb and haphazard existence due to the natural disaster and drought.

The scene before her made Zhao Yan, who had grown up under the red flag and had never suffered much hardship, feel a surge of heat in her eyes.

She only realized how truly bitter life was after witnessing it firsthand.

After a flood of emotions, she looked at the mountains behind her and resolutely started walking away.

Perhaps it was because Heaven saw how miserable the original owner and her daughter had been, but as soon as she stepped out of the bushes, a familiar mechanical voice suddenly rang in her ears.

[Ding! A century-old wild ginseng has been found under the crooked tree to the left!]

Ginseng!!

Zhao Yan's eyes flickered slightly, and she strode forward, carrying the machete.

There is indeed a short, crooked tree about two meters to the left, surrounded by weeds.

Because of the drought, these weeds did not grow tall, and their color was not the usual green, but a withered yellow.

Could there be century-old wild ginseng here?

Zhao Yan crouched down and walked to the crooked tree, her eyes scanning the yellowing and withered weeds bit by bit.

She circled the crooked tree once, then returned to her original spot, rubbing her chin in thought.

Ok?

No?

Could it be... a mistake?

Just then, a gust of wind blew from deep in the mountains and forests, and the weeds on the ground bent over with the force of the wind.

A dark green hue suddenly invaded Zhao Yan's eyes at that moment.

Zhao Yan's eyes hardened, and she rushed over quickly.

found it!

that's it!

Even if you've never eaten pork, you've at least seen a pig run, right?

The plant in her hand, which looks different from the weeds, is that century-old wild ginseng.

However, looking at the wild ginseng in her hand, which was still green at the top but withered and dried up in the rest, and even the stem on the ground was dry, Zhao Yan thought with frustration: Could it have already dried up and died?

Never mind, let's dig it out first.

But as soon as her hands touched the ground, Zhao Yan encountered another problem.

The ground was hard due to drought and lack of rain. Without any suitable tools, she thought it wouldn't be possible to dig the wild ginseng out of the ground intact.

This is how to do?

[Ding! A complete set of ginseng digging tools, worth 500 yuan!]

As the mechanical sound faded, a scene suddenly appeared before Zhao Yan's eyes.

The image shows a set of exquisitely crafted tools for digging ginseng, including an iron rake, a short knife, and a short stick; the set appears quite complete.

The price is listed at the bottom: 500 yuan.

What the heck is 500 yuan?

Isn't it free?

Do I have to pay money to buy it?

Zhao Yan frowned and thought dejectedly: Right now, she has no money to buy things; she's lucky if she can even fill her stomach.

[Ding! One hundred servings of Dejia Milky Silky Chocolate, valued at 200 yuan, have been added. Would you like to sell?]

Zhao Yan was momentarily stunned, but affirmed without hesitation.

【Yes! 】

The next second, the scene in front of Zhao Yan quickly switched to another screen, which showed her current balance: two hundred yuan.

Two hundred yuan isn't enough.

Zhao Yan continued to manipulate her consciousness, selling off all the newly added food.

[Ding! One hundred servings of Mengjia Original Pure Milk have been added. Would you like to sell them?]

【Yes! 】

[Ding! One hundred servings of Roca Original Potato Chips have been added. Would you like to sell them?]

【Yes! 】

[Ding! One hundred servings of Zhou Family Spiced Chicken Legs have been added. Would you like to sell them?]

【Yes! 】

[Ding! Two hundred more pork and soy sauce buns have been added. Would you like to sell them?]

【Yes! 】

……

Seeing the five thousand yuan balance that suddenly appeared on the screen, Zhao Yan's lips twitched violently.

The money came too easily; it felt a little unreal to her.

She quickly exchanged for a set of tools and buried herself in digging.

Half an hour later, a perfectly intact wild ginseng was finally dug out.

This is a century-old wild ginseng!

I must say, this size and shape are truly impressive!

Zhao Yan carefully wrapped the wild ginseng in turf.

Thinking back to the time-travel novels I used to read in my spare time, didn't the female protagonists all have some kind of portable space?

She silently repeated to herself, "Stop—"

[Ding! One Space Locker No. 1, valued at 500 yuan.]

"??"

Do I have to spend money to buy it again?

Zhao Yan, looking utterly exasperated, silently paid the bill.

The first locker in front of us is only one cubic meter in size. Although it's not big, it's enough to hold a century-old wild ginseng.

It's just a pity that all the money Xiaomi made was wasted.

They come fast! They go even faster!