She talked about the growth habits of sealwort (also known as Solomon's Seal), the colors of the flowers, shape of the leaves at different stages... Mao Xiaoyu explained everything in detail, afraid that Rong Xiang would not understand.
"You rest, I'll dig." Seeing how hard Mao Xiaoyu was digging, Rong Xiang volunteered.
He felt that his wife was too soft-hearted to teach him such a skill of earning money without hesitation.
"No rush. Watch how I dig. I'll give you the next one." In order to let Rong Xiang see more clearly, Mao Xiaoyu slowed down her movements.
Rong Xiang squatted beside Mao Xiaoyu and learned humbly.
Actually, there was nothing special about it. He was just being extra careful.
After Mao Xiaoyu was done with the one in her hand, she handed the small shovel to Rong Xiang.
Rong Xiang took out a cloth bag and laid it on the ground. "Sit down and rest for a while."
They had been walking for almost two hours, and his wife should be tired.
Mao Xiaoyu accepted Rong Xiang's kindness. She wiped the sweat on her forehead and took out her water bag.
Looking around, there were still seven or eight more stalks of Solomon's Seals to be dug out. Mao Xiaoyu was calculating the price of these Solomon's Seals in her heart.
She had dug out a piece that was as small as the last one, and the other two were much bigger.
Judging from the leaves and branches, the other stalks should not be too small either. This way, these Solomon's Seals should be able to sell for more than 100 taels of silver.
Hehe, that's quite a lot!
After she saved up some silver, she would buy a piece of land from the Village Chief and build a big house.
In this way, she should not have to worry about not having a place to live after the separation.
After thinking for a long time, Rong Xiang's voice finally woke her up.
"What are you thinking about? You're so focused." Rong Xiang was curious.
He had called out to his wife several times just now, and it was only then that his wife returned to her senses.
"A dog like Blackie, can you find another one?" Mao Xiaoyu did not answer Rong Xiang's question, but asked instead.
Rong Xiang shook his head. "The female dog that gave birth to it is dead. The owner doesn't know whose dog it is."
'Its father is a wolf!' Mao Xiaoyu almost blurted out.
Anyway, in Daya's memory, there was no dog that looked like Blackie.
The only explanation was that the dead bitch was bold enough to seduce the wolf.
So, Blackie was the ancestor of the wolfdog race?
"That's really a pity. I also want to raise a dog that's as powerful as Blackie." Mao Xiaoyu sighed.
She really felt that it was a pity. Now, she could only place her hopes on Blackie and wait for its offspring to be born.
In any case, it was extremely difficult to match up a dog and a wolf. She could not even make a wolf and a dog get along!
Could she still force them to be together?
This was not realistic at all!
"You go play with Blackie often. It's quite boring at home." Rong Xiang was still counting on his dog to help him gain some brownie points for his wife.
"It's a pity, it should have come out more often." Mao Xiaoyu felt indignant for the dog.
A dog like blackie should belong to the mountain.
It was indeed a waste to lock him up at home every day.
"I'm out for a whole day, and it's the only thing keeping watch at home." Rong Xiang had no choice.
Could it be that in order to let Blackie run up the mountain, he had to raise another dog to take care of the house in Blackie's place?
If he were to raise a female dog, he would have a bunch of little dogs with Blackie running around in his yard, the kind that he would trip over if he was not careful!
Rong Xiang shook his head and refused to see such a terrifying scene.
Although he did not hate dogs, this did not stop him from refusing to become a dog keeper.
Mao Xiaoyu sighed. If she really could not do it, she would go and buy a dog that she liked.
She did not need it to be as fierce as Blackie, as long as she could look after the house and accompany her mother to relieve her boredom!
After putting the sealwort into the cloth bag, the two of them packed up and continued on their way.
On the way, Mao Xiaoyu did not teach Rong Xiang about herbs.
If she taught him too much, she was afraid that Rong Xiang would not remember.
Rather than that, it would be better to teach him when he saw valuable medicinal herbs.
Rong Xiang was not idle either. He picked up the mountain treasures he knew.
"There are two monkey-head mushrooms there. Wait a minute." Rong Xiang pointed at the top of a big tree not far away.
In fact, Mao Xiaoyu was not sure where she had transmigrated to.
The place she was living in now was similar to the northeast in modern times.
However, it was said that the winter here was not too long, so it was a little different.
Rong Xiang used the momentum and jumped up a tree.
With two large mushrooms in his hands, he jumped down and stood in front of Mao Xiaoyu.
"Here you go, I'll stew it tonight." Rong Xiang handed it to Mao Xiaoyu.
This monkey head mushroom was very nourishing. His wife could even nourish her body after eating it.
Mao Xiaoyu reached out and took it. She had never seen such a beautiful monkey-head mushroom.
she had eaten a lot of them before, but they were all cooked by chefs. "This is too beautiful."
The snow-white and plump monkey-head mushrooms were very beautiful.
"If you like it, I'll send it to you when I pick it in the future." Rong Xiang did not care about this.
He was a terrible cook, and the food he made was not delicious.
Moreover, he did not come across too many monkey head mushrooms at a time. In the past, he would just dry them at home and sell them in town when he had more money.
"Sure, I'll catch a pheasant in the afternoon. I'll make you a delicious stew tonight." Mao Xiaoyu was drooling at the thought of the delicious food at night.
I'm sure I'll be able to have a good meal tonight!
It was very easy for Rong Xiang to kill a pheasant. "Okay, leave the pheasant to me."
He could taste his wife's cooking again. Was this not a pleasant surprise?
After walking for more than two hours, Rong Xiang suggested going back.
After that, Mao Xiaoyu did not find anything else. she only found a small lingzhi.
This lingzhi was not old, so Mao Xiaoyu decided to keep it and not sell it.
When she was done, she could cut them into pieces and boil them in water to drink, which could also nourish her body.
"Let's go, we still have to catch some fish." Mao Xiaoyu estimated the time.
It should be noon now, and the sun was hanging in the middle of the sky!
"Brother Rong, are you hungry?" Mao Xiaoyu asked.
The two of them had breakfast while walking.
Each of them ate two eggs. She ate half a steamed bun, Rong Xiang ate one, and then he ate the remaining half of the steamed bun.
Rong Xiang stopped in his tracks. "I'm fine. If you're hungry, can you eat two eggs first?"
Rong Xiang wanted to go to the pool to catch a fish and roast it for his wife.
Mao Xiaoyu shook her head. Two eggs she had in the morning had consumed more than half of the water in the water bag.
The food that Mao Xiaoyu disliked the most was definitely egg yolk.
When she was young, she almost choked on egg yolk once, and later she had a mild fear of it.
If her body did not need nutrition, Mao Xiaoyu would not have forced herself to eat eggs.