The worst time travel, surviving seven years of famine

"Where's the bear? Why can't I see it? Where did it go?" Gu Liang had just finished roasting taro and wanted to throw one to the bear, but he turned around and looked around and didn't see the bear, so he asked. Gu Boxi also looked around and said, "If it's not outside, it should be in the stone house. It's tiring to follow us all day." Gu Liang got up and went into the stone house. Although the light in the stone house was not very good, it was only this big after all, so Gu Liang didn't find any trace of the bear. He shouted outside, "Uncle San, Big Bear is gone."

Since Big Bear came to Gu's house, he has been inseparable from Gu Liang and Gu Boxi, and is their best partner in collecting herbs. Now that Big Bear is really gone, Gu Liang and Gu Boxi are very anxious.

The two shouted Big Bear's name loudly around the stone hill, but they didn't hear Big Bear's response. Instead, the shouting attracted a large group of returning birds, which flew over their heads densely.

After shouting for a while, they didn't dare to continue. The sky began to darken. If they shouted again, they were afraid that something bad would be attracted to the mountain. Moreover, they could see more clearly here in the stone hill, but once they entered the forest, they could basically not see the road clearly, so they didn't dare to go into the forest to look for it.

But just as they sighed, a dog barked in the forest. Gu Liang swore that this was the first time he missed the barking of dogs so much. Gu Liang and the other man shouted the name of the big bear, but the big bear didn't seem to respond. After another minute, the big bear appeared directly under their feet. It must be said that the big bear is worthy of being a big bear. His whole body is black. No one can find his shadow when walking at night. After all, he is a five-black dog.

"Hey, big bear, what are you holding in your mouth?" Gu Boxi found a lump of something in the big bear's mouth, and it was still hairy.

When the big bear heard what Gu Boxi said, it seemed to understand and put the thing in its mouth at Gu Boxi's feet.

Gu Boxi and the other man knew what the big bear was doing. The big bear put it down and it was a pheasant. It seemed that the big bear had just left them to catch pheasants. It was worthy of being born by a hunter's dog. It was not yet an adult, but it had awakened its hunting skills and left them two to go hunting.

The pheasant that the big bear brought back was a male pheasant. Its long tail feathers were nearly one meter long and it looked quite strong, but it had been bitten to death by the big bear.

Since he had died, we had to eat. It was definitely not because Gu Liang and the others wanted to eat chicken tonight, but because they were forced to eat chicken tonight.

The hot water in the pot had already boiled, just in time to pluck the chicken. After plucking the feathers, they used a hatchet to remove the internal organs, refilled the pot with water and started to stew the chicken soup.

It was already dark at this time, and only the shadows of trees could be seen around. This was the only light within a few miles.

Because the chicken soup stewed in clear water was too bland, Gu Liang took advantage of the light just now to put in a few fir mushrooms and a yam found by the stone pond. Autumn is coming soon, and it is also approaching the season with the richest resources in the mountains. The same is true for yam, which is the softest and most glutinous time of the year. This yam belongs to Huaishan, which has a much higher starch content than iron stick yam, so it tastes like potatoes after stewing.

After adding yam and fir mushroom, Gu Liang still felt that it was not enough, so he also added a piece of Polygonatum odoratum dug when digging Polygonatum odoratum today. Polygonatum odoratum stewed chicken soup is the most nourishing and sweet.

Originally, Gu Liang wanted to add some men's tonic---Epimedium odoratum, but was stopped by his third uncle Gu Boxi. After all, he had followed Gu Liang to collect herbs for so long, and he had long remembered the effects of these herbs.

After being stopped, Gu Liang was quite dissatisfied. It was not easy to drink chicken soup once, and he was a herbalist. What's wrong with making a bowl of "Ten-in-One Great Tonic Soup" to nourish the body and grow the body?

The chicken soup in the pot boiled with the water, and the fragrance came with it. Gu Liang, who had not eaten at night, was tempted out. And Gu Boxi saw that Gu Liang was hungry, so he handed him the taro they had roasted before. But who cares about roasted taro when there is chicken soup? It's not roasted sweet potato. Roasted taro is quite choking.

The two of them and the dog lay in the stone house and waited until the moon was bright and the wind was clear. They started eating when they thought the chicken soup was ready. The pheasant had been cut into pieces in advance. Gu Liang and Gu Boxi each took a chicken leg, and Da Xiong took two chicken wings, and started eating.

Although no salt was added, the deliciousness of the chicken soup itself, the special fragrance of the fir mushrooms, and the sweetness of the Polygonatum odoratum were mixed together. After taking a sip, you can feel the deliciousness exploding in your mouth. It is really wonderful.

Especially in this bright moon and shining stars.

Under the night sky, listening to the sound of insects and leaves flapping, people can feel the most primitive taste of food. Especially the pile of pheasant feathers shaking under the light of the fire.

It was late at night. After Gu Liang and Gu Boxi dealt with the outside, they blocked the door and went to sleep.

Although there were occasionally one or two sad wolf howls or long deer calls from outside, the two people sleeping in the stone house were very calm. After all, the door was blocked and wild animals could not get in easily.

After a good night's sleep, Gu Boxi got up early the next morning and lit the fire again. The chicken soup from last night was not finished yet. The temperature on the mountain might be a little lower, and the taste did not change. Gu Boxi added some water, poured in some beans, and cooked a pot of bean porridge.

Gu Boxi had also dealt with the chicken feathers that were peeled last night and threw them under the cliff in the distance, so there was no need to worry about the smell attracting a meat-eating thing.

When Gu Liang woke up, the bean porridge was ready. A bowl of fragrant bean porridge in the morning feels good and makes people full of energy.

Since they are motivated, they will continue to set off along the upper reaches of the small pond. They have not been there yet, and they should find many medicinal materials.

As expected, they traced the source and soon found some Polygonatum sibiricum and Poria cocos, as well as two pieces of Coriolus igniarius.

The most important thing is that they also found a place with golden thread vine near the small ditch. Golden thread vine is a plant of the orchid family. In modern times, it is a national protected plant and cannot be mined, so the price is naturally rising.

Although Gu Liang has not seen it a few times, its efficacy is still very good. It is very effective for nephritis and cystitis, especially for people who drink frequently.

Since it has been discovered, it is naturally not to be let go. In Gu Liang's view, these are things that can be exchanged for money. Finding a place where golden thread vine grows is equivalent to finding a place where copper coins are scattered all over the ground for him.

As he was picking, Gu Liang's greed came out again, thinking that this was only equivalent to a piece of copper coins, when would he find a piece of land equivalent to silver.

In this way, it would not be long before he could find enough money to buy food, and then he could stock up on oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and other things. Not only these things, in times of famine, there was nothing, everything was scarce, no matter what, he had to prepare some to feel at ease.