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After about an hour of walking, Qimu finally arrived at the foot of the back mountain.

At first glance, it looked lush and verdant. Not far away, there was a narrow and muddy path, which was where the villagers of Niu Village usually went to the mountains to pick firewood and dig up wild vegetables … The path that he stepped on was very winding. One could not even see the end of it.

Fortunately, when he transmigrated over, it was spring, and everything grew. If it was winter, Qimu could imagine the hopeless season, she could already imagine the family in that shabby thatched cottage, unable to eat until they were full.

Wealthy family, Xue Tian Yin Shi, its endless joy; poor family, the north wind is full of room, the road can freeze to death!

Qimu couldn't help but feel a little lucky. Her heart relaxed a bit, and her face brightened up a lot. Her steps became lighter once again.

Walking slowly along the path, Qimu kept her head down, searching for something to eat.

The forest on the mountain was filled with the scent of plants and vegetation. The fragrance was very natural, and the little yellow flowers under the forest had also bloomed to a small piece. It was truly a sight to behold.

Qimu stopped and stared at Little Yellow, the corner of her lips curving up slightly.

Yellow quail, grown on slopes, valleys, and trenches, under forests, among forests, grasslands and moist lands, along river marshes, fields and wastelands, is a relatively common wild vegetable, which can be seen in many places when you look down.

The yellow quail dish contains high dietary fiber, belongs to the first class non-pollution vegetables, can be assured to eat.

That's right, that little yellow flower was Yellow Quail Vegetables.

However, the yellow quail dish had a bitter taste, making it rather unpalatable.

Perhaps the dish looked like a flower, or perhaps it was too bitter. Even the villagers found it hard to swallow and no one had picked it before.

Soon, Qimu had finished picking the pieces of yellow quail under several big trees. She lightly pressed her hand into the basket on her back, just enough to get a half basket. Dinner in the afternoon and the dishes for the next day were all there.

The corner of Qimu's mouth curved even deeper, and her eyes lit up a little.

As for the bitterness of this dish?

She had her ways. Were the graduates of the Grand China Elementary Agricultural University listed on the board? What a joke!

Qimu thought for a while and decided not to follow the original path.

The discovery of the Yellow Quail Vegetables was a pleasant surprise. Qimu knew from her many years of experience that it was unlikely that she would reap much rewards from the path taken by too many people.

Along the way, Qimu once again discovered some wild herbs. However, she didn't stop to pick the herbs.

There were already enough wild vegetables. No matter how many she picked, she couldn't store them. It would be a waste.

On the other hand, Qimu did not hold back in picking some of the most plump and beautiful mushrooms.

Mushroom but three fresh soup, three fresh steamed buns, three fresh dumplings... The main ingredient, not only is it suitable for young or old people, but it is also very fresh!

The nutrition is also very good, very suitable for the person with weak spleen and stomach!

Looking at the greyish white mushroom, Qimu had a good impression of it. She was happier than counting money, showing a sweet smile.

When he got home, he would cook it along with the porridge. Nothing could be better than this!

When she thought of the porridge at home, Qimu immediately felt a little depressed. When she thought of Eldest Aunt deducting the grains, her smile became gentler, like a hungry wolf in a hare's skin.

Main food, main food, she had to find something that could really fill her stomach!

Qimu pondered as she walked away with a heavy burden on her. However, from a short distance away came the sounds of breaking into pieces.

Qimu raised her head and saw the appearance of the unknown object. Her smile grew wider. This time, she meant it wholeheartedly.

What did she see? Meat! Meat! Being a staple food was also fine! Meat!

What a cute rabbit, just a bit thin, really pitiful, perhaps because it just spring, has not fattened yet. However, it didn't matter. She didn't mind. She believed that if the rabbit was so good-looking, the texture of the meat would definitely not be bad!

Qimu stared at the rabbit and carefully stepped forward. Her movements were light and her eyes were focused. When she was two or three steps away from the rabbit, she forcefully swallowed her saliva.

He gathered his strength and fiercely rushed forward, wanting to catch the rabbit.

She grabbed the grass and mud, but she couldn't even touch the rabbit hair.

Qimu watched as the beautiful rabbit disappeared without a trace. She felt weak all over, the corners of her mouth drooping to reveal a dejected look.

The meat was gone.

In modern times, she had never longed for anything like this.

Perhaps, when he was a CEO, his clothes and food were excellent, and he didn't want to eat when he wasn't free, he just wanted to work, but it didn't matter. But when he had time, he would give himself the best, women just wanted to be nicer to him, didn't they? They were all delicious delicacies cooked by the top masters of the world.

In the ancient times, he was still not used to it.

Qimu decided to change her position on the ground. She lay on the floor dejectedly and comfortably for a while, closing her eyes and emptying her brain. After a while, her habitual lips curled up slightly again.

Very soon, she quickly got up and patted the grass on her body, as well as some unclean things. Qimu squatted down again and started to clean up the yellow quail vegetables and mushrooms that were scattered all over the ground because of her fall.

After cleaning up, Qimu looked around and prepared to leave.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a leaf lying on the ground where she had fallen. It was a beautiful shield-shaped piece of leaf with a long and fat stem and purplish-red color. It was really beautiful.

Insensibly, Qimu walked over, picked up a wooden branch and began digging! Digging! Digging! Consecutive digging!

Sparing no effort, it was indeed it!

Main course!

Taro, taro!

A taro full of starch!

Qimu held a small one in her hand.

Qimu seemed to have thought of something and her smile faded.