The ground was covered with lush ferns.
Ferns are plants with very long stems that resemble sticks, with three or four green bulbous heads at the top.
They are entirely green, almost indistinguishable from wild grass and tree leaves.
No wonder netizens couldn't spot them; who would recognize such things?
Xu Yang pointed to a fern and said,
"This is wild fern, and it tastes particularly good. When we go back, we'll stir-fry it with some meat; it has a slightly bitter aftertaste."
"Look at this patch of ferns; it's already too old, so we won't pick these. Those over there are still fresh."
"Let's get to work!"
Xu Yang set down the bamboo basket, put on white gloves, and got ready to work.
Little Black watched curiously nearby, looking around.
If it wanted to run, Xu Yang would have it stay close and steady.
When taking a dog into the mountains, you must keep it following closely.
