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

Chapter 74
"Yun Buhuan, let's hurry home and try to get home before dark!"

Zhao Xiaomiao put the basket on her back, hugged Xiao Ai, looked at Yun Buhuan leaning on crutches, "I will collect the net by myself tomorrow morning, you wait for me at home, after walking such a long distance, your feet must be hurting!"

"It's much better to rest for two days. When I feel better, I will help you!"

Zhao Xiaomiao nodded, thinking, if she can use traps to catch small animals like pheasants, then she also wants to make bigger traps to catch wild boars or muntjacs, these are the only ways to make money, there are other things than dried bamboo shoots, this The quickest way to make money!

When the two returned home, the sky was already dark. Zhao Xiaomiao put down Xiao Ai, put down the basket, and brought out the two pheasants. The partridges were not dead, they were still alive. It was the first time that they had harvested so much after traveling here.

"Yun Buhuan, take a rest first, I'll cook for you!"

"Make Xiao Ai's batter first, and I'll give her some water first!" Seeing Xiao Ai eating her hand, Yun Buhuan got up to pour water, Zhao Xiaomiao quickly stepped forward to help him, and poured water for him, Yun Buhuan hugged Xiao Ai Love to feed water, Zhao Xiaomiao took the pheasant into the kitchen, boiled water, killed a pheasant, made batter and served it to Yun Buhuan.

"I'm coming, you cook!"

Zhao Xiaomiao brought the batter to Yun Buhuan, "Then slow down, I'll cook!"

Yun Buhuan responded, seeing his seriousness, the corners of Zhao Xiaomiao's lips rose slightly, unexpectedly Yun Buhuan was very patient.

After boiling the pheasant in a pot of soup, Zhao Xiaomiao fried a dried bamboo shoot and brought it to the table. Yun Buhuan looked at the big pot full of pheasant soup and was a little surprised, "You boiled the whole thing?"

Zhao Xiaomiao filled soup for Yun Buhuan and handed him chicken soup, "It's for your body, drink more!"

Yun Buhuan watched her eat dried bamboo shoots by herself, and gave her the chicken legs in the bowl, "One for each person, I can't eat so much!"

Zhao Xiaomiao looked at the pheasant leg, hugged Xiao Ai into her arms, tore off a bit of chicken leg meat and stuffed it into Xiao Ai's mouth, "It's almost four months, I can eat some meat!"

Seeing Xiao Ai's cute appearance, Zhao Xiaomiao was very happy, and stuffed her with a few grains of rice, and fed her some chicken soup before putting her back on the bed.

"The dried bamboo shoots are delicious. Otherwise, don't sell them and keep them for yourself. Don't eat this pheasant, sell them!" Seeing that two-thirds of the big pheasant was kept by Zhao Xiaomiao In his bowl, Yun Buhuan suggested.

"It doesn't matter. If I'm lucky, I can still catch a lot. Keep the dried bamboo shoots. I'll find a way to make a bigger trap. Let's go to the market tomorrow to buy some tools, and go hunting in the mountains..." Zhao Xiaomiao hadn't said anything yet. After speaking, seeing Yun Buhuan staring at her, he had no choice but to shut up.

"Xiao Miao, do you know how to hunt?"

Zhao Xiaomiao looked at Yun Buhuan's puzzled eyes, she knew how to use a bow and crossbow, but she couldn't tell Yun Buhuan, she couldn't tell him that she had learned too much in her previous life, she lived with her master on the mountain for a long time, Is it a grave robber?
If Yun Buhuan knew her identity, what would happen?

"It's still possible to set up traps!"

"You really don't look like a village girl!"

Zhao Xiaomiao looked up at him, and blurted out, "Then you don't look like a son, you wear such expensive clothes, but you don't have a penny!" From his appearance to the present, he has no penny on him, she really I have never seen such a poor young man!

Yun Buhuan was silent for a while, then said flatly, "I never bring money with me when I go out!"

When Zhao Xiaomiao heard him talking about this, he quickly changed the subject, "I'll go peel the jute, you look at Xiao Ai."

After packing up the dishes and going into the kitchen, Zhao Xiaomiao slapped herself on the forehead suddenly, "Why should I ask him this?" His identity has nothing to do with her, why think so much?

Soak the jute in boiled water, and then Zhao Xiaomiao fetched water to bathe Xiao Ai. In this weather, it was already more than [-] degrees when the sun came out, and it would not be cold to the child. After all, it is a rural area, and the conditions are not good, so there is no way Give Xiao Ai a bath every day.

"Yun Buhuan, this water is for washing your face."

His body was full of injuries, and he definitely couldn't take a bath. It would only take two days.

(End of this chapter)