I time travel after throwing away my sister's book

Chapter 218

Because he was not familiar with the boundaries, Zheng Zhinan thought twice and chose to go to a place with mountains, where it would be cooler at the foot of the mountains.

The sun is very hot at this point, and most people should take a nap and come out to do farm work when the sun is not so bright.

Zheng Zhinan walked quickly to a shaded tree, which was quite far from the village, so he was not afraid that his family would see his every move.

After confirming that there was nothing wrong, Zheng Zhinan dared to put down his back basket and sit on the rock under the tree to rest.

The brain of the woman who was noisy just now is still hurting.

Since he fell down, he must have had a concussion. He had a concussion once in the last world, and he had another concussion in this world. Zheng Zhinan was a little bit embarrassed.

He really had a concussion.

Sitting on the rock, Zheng Zhinan tied the rope to a tree as thick as an arm, let the sheep graze around the tree, picked a big leaf to cover his face, and leaned against the tree with his arms as a pillow to clear his mind.

An incompetent and ruthless father, a tough stepmother, and a younger brother, and he is the grass that no one loves or loves, oh no, the eldest brother.

This is the initial character relationship.

Looking at his figure, he should be about fifteen or sixteen years old. At this age in ancient times, most of them got married, and some even became fathers. What about him?

It should be an existence that is disgusted even if you eat more food.

After resting for a while, Zheng Zhinan was writhing in his stomach, remembering that after waking up, he was driven out to cut grass and herd sheep without eating anything.

He lifted the leaves on his face and looked around, and led the sheep up the mountain with a basket on his back.

This is the first time he has come to the ancient world after he has been to so many worlds. He also considered that he might live in the ancient world one day, so he learned a lot of skills suitable for the ancient world.

It is not a problem to go hunting in the mountains and experience the world of orcs, but farming and farming knowledge are also worthwhile.

Of course, soap making, wine making, and recipes are all based on his experience in other worlds. These skills are actually necessary skills for crossing the bad street. They are easy to learn, and more importantly, they are easy to use and the materials are easy to find. In addition, he also learned a lot of other things. Fortunately, he has a good brain and a good memory. In addition, he often reviews many things, which are naturally engraved in his soul and cannot be easily forgotten.

But it's still too early to think about this, let's find something to eat first.

There is no food at home, so there is still nothing to eat on this mountain?

Zheng Zhinan led the sheep up the mountain, picked up a wooden stick of appropriate thickness, sharpened the top with a sickle, smoothed the protruding places, and led the sheep to a place where there was a mountain stream with a basket on his back. Come down, tie the sheep aside to eat, throw down the basket and catch the rabbit.

It didn't take much time to catch a rabbit, and touched a few eggs from the bird's nest.

After starting the fire, throw the bird's eggs into the fire, then go to the side of the stream to deal with the rabbits, and finally fork two fish, clean them all, insert them into the prepared branches, and put them on the fire to roast them.

Although there were no seasonings, Zheng Zhinan was hungry, and the roasted oil alone was enough to satisfy him.

When I'm hungry, even a bite of steamed bun feels sweet, let alone meat.

Zheng Zhinan bit off the two purple-red wild fruits he had picked, and squeezed the sweet and sour juice onto the meat.

A rabbit and two fish were all eaten by Zheng Zhinan.

Afraid that eating so much greasy food suddenly would make him unbearable, Zheng Zhinan went to pick some ripe fruits that aid digestion.

This kind of movement on the mountain reminded Zheng Zhinan of the orc world.

Can't help feeling a little disappointed.

Sadly, it didn't delay him pulling out the bird's eggs from the extinguished fire to eat.

Really fragrant.

If you have been hungry for a long time, you can eat as much as you want.

After Zheng Zhinan finished eating the eggs, he told himself not to eat any more, or he would have a stomachache at night.

After a short rest, Zheng Zhinan started mowing the grass.

His movements are neat and not squeamish at all. Judging from his muscle response, he should do things like mowing the grass frequently, so he doesn't feel awkward or even unfamiliar at all, and he is very smooth.

After Zheng Zhinan finished all this, the sun was setting in the west, and he was carrying a basket full of grass, leading the well-fed sheep towards home.

Not only did he eat and drink enough on the mountain, but he also found a herb and prepared to soak it in water to drink after drying it.

Good for the body.

Since he had already prepared to go to ancient times, why didn't he rush to supplement the knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine.

When he got home, Zheng Zhinan called out respectfully at the door: "Father, mother, brother, I'm back."

On the way back, he met two or three villagers who came out to weed and do farm work with hoes on their shoulders. Some of them ignored him, while others greeted him or nodded.

No one who seemed to be familiar with him appeared.

What he needs most now is someone who is familiar with the original owner, so that he can learn some information about this world from him.

After Zheng Zhinan shouted at the door, no one paid any attention to him, so he opened the door by himself, drove the sheep into the sheepfold to rest, and began to chop grass.

After chopping the grass, mix it with some chicken food, and feed the chickens and ducks.

After everything was done, Zheng Zhinan's waist could hardly straighten up, his body was really weak.

Just as he was raising his hand to wipe his sweat, a person rushed over from behind.

This person was Zheng Yu, the younger brother born to him by Zheng Zhinan's stepmother. Zheng Yu bumped into Zheng Zhinan like a deflated balloon.

Before he touched him, Zheng Zhinan sensed the movement behind him, and he dodged directly. Zheng Yu didn't stop the car for a moment, and fell directly into the back basket next to him, and got out of it after tossing for a while.

Before Zheng Yu could say anything, Mrs. Zheng rushed over with a stick and beat Zheng Zhinan who had just finished her work, cursing while beating: "Why are you hiding, dodging on purpose to let your brother fall in? He wants to Hit you, you just hit him, why hide? Next time hide, I will break your leg!"

The wooden stick was hit on the back, shoulder, arm, and when it came to breaking the leg, there was another stick that hit the thigh severely.

Zheng Zhinan endured the pain and lowered his head and said "yes".

Judging by this woman's attitude, the original owner probably never resisted. Being treated like this by her stepmother since she was a child, naturally she can't develop a temper of rebellion. It's normal not to resist.

Zheng Zhinan didn't resist because now is not the time to resist, and it's not a good thing to fight back impulsively when he first came here.

What's more, in ancient society, filial piety was respected, and if one failed, he would be charged with a big crime, and it would be even more ridiculous to die if he didn't pay attention.

So now Zheng Zhinan could only bear with his anger and let Mrs. Zheng beat him like a pig or a dog.

After Mrs. Zheng calmed down, she threw the stick and immediately took her ten-year-old son into her arms, looked here, looked there, touched it, for fear of bumping into it.

Seeing Zheng Zhinan standing there with his arms folded, Mrs. Zheng immediately asked coldly, "Where is the pestle? Why don't you go to the stove to make dinner?! Do you want to be beaten again?!"

Zheng Zhinan immediately lowered his head and turned to go to the stove.

Kitchen fire means kitchen.

Zheng Zhinan went to the kitchen, looked at the crude furnishings, washed the vegetables and cut the steamed buns. The steamed buns were a bit dry, so they should be made from undead noodles. After everything was processed, they started to light the fire. After washing, put it in the pot and boil it dry, and then stir-fry.

Before cooking, wipe the bottom of the pot with pigskin, then put the vegetables, and then put salt.

After the vegetables are fried, cook the porridge and steamed buns, cook the porridge below, and place steamed steamed buns on the top. The so-called steamed steamed buns use the heat rising from the pot to heat up the steamed buns. .

Rice is not good rice, of course it is not very good compared with modern polished rice, but it is not ordinary japonica rice either.

Probably because it is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and there are many paddy fields. This village does not lack good rice for this era.

But even if it was good rice, there wasn't much left, Zheng Zhinan didn't dare to put more, for fear that he would be caught wrong if he put too much.

After putting in the amount of three people, a lot of water was added.

Zheng Zhinan was right to do this, originally at home, those who drank thick, he drank thin, otherwise how could he be so thin and his brother so strong.

It is estimated that the bloody hole in the head that fainted was caused by not eating enough, Zheng Zhinan guessed.

In this world, not everyone can be a hunter, and not everyone can catch wild animals when they go up the mountain.

He understands skills, and also knows how to distinguish. He can see the terrain clearly. He is not a person of strong body, and generally he dare not go up the mountain without permission.

And most of the hunters are not willing to eat by themselves. They must be taken to the town to sell for money while they are fresh, and then buy some rice, flour, grain and oil, and pull some cloth for the family.

Combining various reasons, the original owner couldn't hunt and eat from the mountains as easily as Zheng Zhinan, so he became pale and emaciated from hunger, and even fainted.

After Zheng Zhinan finished his dinner, Zheng Bei, who had finished his farm work, came back with a hoe on his shoulder.

Zheng Zhinan was not allowed to have dinner in the main room, Zheng Zhinan was holding a bowl of porridge, and he didn't need to look at Mrs. Zheng's face to eat steamed buns and porridge, in fact, he was quite at ease.

Anyway, he had already eaten a lot of meat, so it would be nice to drink some porridge now.

Zheng Zhinan, who was enjoying himself, started to clean up the kitchen after finishing his share, and when he was almost there, he went to clean up the dishes in the main room.

After Zheng Zhinan finished all the things to be done inside and out, the affectionate family of three had already taken a shower and lay down on the bed, sleeping soundly.

Zheng Zhinan rubbed his waist and shoulders and went back to his thatched hut, and slept on the hard wooden bed.

It is said to be a bed, but it is just a few wooden boards, nothing is spread on the wooden boards, and then a pillow filled with hay.

This day is too miserable...

It's a pity that in ancient times, there should be no example of separating from the father before marrying a daughter-in-law. Unless the father brings it up first, otherwise he would be disrespectful if he raised it.

The feudal system is really disgusting enough.