Yesterday, on the way to the deep mountains, Wang Chen found several low-lying areas with an abundance of herbs.
At that time, for one thing, he didn't have enough bags to carry them all, and on the other hand, it was difficult to harvest them all by himself.
So he decided to wait for Zhang Hu and Liu Shitou to join him before picking these herbs.
Today, with all three of them gathered, he followed the marks he left the day before to those spots.
Saving the time it would take to search for the herbs, they quickly collected a large amount of them.
At noon, they stopped in a mountain hollow.
Liu Shitou took out a roast chicken and two bottles of wine from his bag and laughed, "Come on, try my wife's cooking."
Zhang Hu looked surprised and said, "Wow, has the sun risen from the west today? Your wife actually agreed to buy you a roast chicken."
Liu Shitou glared at him, "What's the matter, envious of me?"
