Gourmet Farm: Your Highness, I can't get enough to feed

Chapter 48 I'm Great!

Yun Buhuan watched her walk over in a hurry, and quickly followed her footsteps. Zhao Xiaomiao picked the mushrooms and smiled excitedly. In her previous life, she often picked these mushrooms after the rain on the mountain, because the master said they were natural and wild. It is the most delicious. For this reason, she also studied mushrooms, because there are many mushrooms on the mountain that cannot be eaten.

Yun Buhuan walked up to her with Xiao Ai in his arms. Zhao Xiaomiao looked at the mushrooms on the fallen leaves around him, picked them excitedly, walked around, picked two or three catties, and walked over with a basket.

"Yun Buhuan, do you think these mushrooms can be sold?"

Zhao Xiaomiao wiped the dew off his forehead, because he was so excited that he didn't care about the water on the branches at all, and his clothes were partially wet.

"It should be ok, you can sell what you can eat."

Zhao Xiaomiao looked around, her eyes lost, "It's a pity, there are only so few. If I can pick more, I will definitely be able to sell them for some money."

"There is only one basket, no matter how much you pick, there is nothing to put it in."

Zhao Xiaomiao looked at Yun Buhuan, snapped his fingers, and smiled brightly at Yun Buhuan, "I have a solution!"

Zhao Xiaomiao found vines with a sickle, cut them off, and pulled them aside. The vines were as thick as chopsticks. Zhao Xiaomiao looked at Yun Buhuan, "Have you ever seen a basket made of vines?"

"You can?"

Zhao Xiaomiao curled her lips into a smile, and started knitting with her hands flexibly. For her, these were not difficult tasks.

Yun Buhuan was very surprised when he saw the decent rattan basket woven by Zhao Xiaomiao. In less than half an hour, Zhao Xiaomiao finished weaving it. Looking at the basket, Yun Buhuan was very surprised, because the vines were not It's very regular, and the weaving is somewhat irregular, but it has already surprised Yun Buhuan.

Zhao Xiaomiao proudly showed off, "What, I'm clever, right?"

"It's really amazing!"

Zhao Xiaomiao put the mushrooms in the basket, which was half full, but the basket was still too small to hold much.

Hearing Yun Buhuan's admiration, Zhao Xiaomiao couldn't help but feel sad for himself as he looked at his scratched hand in weaving the basket, feeling that all the skills he learned in his previous life would be used here.

"Does your hand hurt?"

Yun Buhuan grabbed her hand, looked at her scratched hand, Zhao Xiaomiao felt like getting an electric shock, and quickly withdrew his hand, "What's the point, there will be more days of injury in the future!"

Even in her previous life, she was often injured all over her body. If she couldn't bear this, how would she live in the future.

"I'll go over there to pull the bamboo shoots, you look at Xiao Ai, by the way, are there any mushrooms nearby?"

Zhao Xiaomiao took the basket and went to pull out the bamboo shoots. She clearly felt that there were a lot fewer bamboo shoots today, and it would be gone in a few days. She got more and picked more while there were still some.

Yun Buhuan searched around, only a few sporadic mushrooms, went back and sat down opposite Zhao Xiaomiao, looked at Zhao Xiaomiao's bamboo shoots lying on the ground, sat there peeling bamboo shoots, stared at the bamboo shoots that were crawling around in the shed On Zhao Xiaomiao, she looked down at Xiao Ai who was lying beside her, "Your sister is really capable!"

Xiao Ai's eyes widened and she sucked her fists, the cute expression made the corners of Yun Buhuan's lips rise slightly.

Zhao Xiaomiao pulled out all the bamboo shoots around her, and sat down in front of Yun Buhuan, gasping for breath.

"After finishing all these, let's change the land!"

Yun Buhuan nodded, his gaze fell on the bloodstain on the back of Zhao Xiaomiao's hand, "Why did your hand get cut?"

"There are a lot of thorns in there, if you are not careful..." Zhao Xiaomiao hadn't finished speaking when he heard the cry of a tiger...

(End of this chapter)