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Chapter 19 Sneaking up the mountain

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    The current situation can only be taken one step at a time. There should be no one risking their lives going up the mountain during this period.

    Meier rubbed her eyes with her hands and stretched. Sleepy eyes crawled onto her eyelids, causing her little mouth to yawn.

    Seeing this, Zhou Meihua seemed to be infected by yawning. She also opened her mouth and yawned twice. She stood up and said, "Hey, I'm sleepy too. You can go to sleep. I'm leaving."

    Meier untied her mouth and smiled and said: "Grandma Zhou, just sit down for a while, why are you in such a hurry!"

    "I won't wait any longer. You're sleepy, and so am I. Go home and go to bed early."

    Meier got off the kang and sent Zhou Meihua to the yard, then closed the door and went to sleep on the kang.

    When she woke up, she opened her eyes in the darkness. Apart from the sound of wind, she couldn't hear anything else outside. She sat down and groped in the darkness.

    It was really too cold. He took it tremblingly and put on his worn-out cotton-padded jacket and trousers. Oh, God has sent me to this era of lack of food and clothing.

    She really didn¡¯t know how the original owner lived here, and he still lived in the cowshed. She thought to herself, reached out and took it off, hung it on the iron hook, put on a shabby scarf, and put on a thick cotton hat.

    ??Wrap yourself up, put your hands in your sleeves, and go out against the howling north wind.

    It was pitch dark outside now, there was no one around, not even the barking of dogs could be heard, Meier ran quietly towards the mountain alone.

    In the pitch-black night, I couldn¡¯t see my fingers, and I was traveling quickly on the rugged mountain road, but my feet turned to flat ground again.

    She was a member of the Chinese ld pair in her previous life. Her eyesight and ability were both top-notch. She was like a cheetah galloping at night, stretching out her arms vigorously. She was completely different from the submissive girl during the day.

    Meier was also murmuring in her heart. Her skills in her previous life have recovered so well now, and even surpassed them. Could this be the huge power brought by the breath in the space?

    Hey, I couldn't care about that much anymore, so I plunged into the mountains. It was very cold in the cold winter. Fortunately, she had good reach, but the original owner's body was too weak, and all the equipment was extremely weak. Some were extremely strong.  The attack power cannot be used.

    She can only use the most basic kung fu to travel through the woods for the time being and do some warm-up exercises.

    When she was cooking for Cheng Hu that day, she dug a few holes not far away and made simple traps. She also thought that if something happened, people would not dare to go up the mountain.  When she had time, she would get herself some game to eat. There was no meat in the meal and she couldn't swallow it at all.

    Meier found the location of her trap. She rubbed her little hands, put them to her mouth and breathed on them for a few times. I started rubbing them, and slowly the palms of my hands were getting warmer. She bent down and carefully opened the camouflage on the trap.  Remove.

    Chen Meier¡¯s technique of digging traps without being able to disguise them was learned from her former captain when he was performing missions in the wild. No matter what the terrain, he could find the most accurate location and always get the most harvest for himself.

    There are harvests in every pit. Although they are all little ones, their work is not in vain and they can eat for a few days.

    Meier lay down next to the trap and stretched out her little hands to take out the prey. Because it had been a few days, their bodies had become stiff.

    Afterwards, the trap was restored to its original state, covered with withered hay and soil, and went down the mountain with the loot.

    In the middle of the night, there was no one outside, so she didn¡¯t need to hide or tuck it away, she just swaggered back home with her things.

    I was still sweating a little from walking all the way, but I didn't feel cold. I entered the house, threw the pheasant and hare on the ground, turned around and closed the door, squatted down, and in the dark, used an iron hook to poke the fire under the stove pit.  , and stuffed in some more branches, and red flames began to crackle inside.

    The temperature in the room dropped instantly. She sat down and looked at the jumping flames in front of her eyes. Mei'er's stomach growled. She looked helplessly at the pheasants and rabbits thrown on the ground, raised the corners of her mouth and smiled.

    When she was receiving wilderness survival training in her previous life, the two-week cycle was a cycle. Everyone ate compressed biscuits, chocolates and other foods. If she wanted to survive and not be eliminated, she had to see if she could find something that could be used.  Things like wild vegetables and fruits, including voles in the fields, are all foods that they can eat to their stomachs.

    At that time, only with a full stomach could you have the strength to complete the task and avoid being eliminated. Meier learned how to set traps and even asked the King of Soldiers for advice on how to handle various prey.

    She is very clever, Unless she doesn¡¯t want to do it, as long as she is willing, nothing can stop her.

    She put a pheasant on the ground into an empty basin, poured the boiling water on it, let it dry for a while, then quickly plucked all the feathers, broke the body, took out the internal organs, and cleaned them.  .

    Put it on a wooden board, chop it into small pieces of even size with a kitchen knife, find two eggs, peel them, wash them, cut them into small cubes, and set them aside.

    At that time, there was no oil for cooking at home. Fortunately, the pheasant was fat enough. I took out all the chicken oil, heated the pot, and put in the chicken oil. The chicken oil and heat melted quickly, and the onion and ginger were not added.  Put the dried chili peppers in and dig through them a few times with a shovel. There is a sound of eating, steaming, and the aroma comes out, um.  It smells so good!

    Mei'er hadn't smelled this fragrance for a long time. She poured the chicken pieces into the pot, rummaged through it for a while, then added the sliced ??ground eggs, poured some soy sauce, added salt and water, and covered the pot.  Cover and simmer over low heat.

    Meier sat in front of the stove, twitching her nose vigorously. The bursts of fragrance made her squeeze out of her stomach. Oh my God, it was so fragrant.

    She kept praising her cooking skills in her heart.

    It has not been long since I traveled to this era, and I have always been in a state of lack of oil and water. I have never been able to fill my belly. I eat sweet potatoes, eggs and wild vegetables every day, and I live without enough food and clothing.

    Fortunately, it was done in the middle of the night, otherwise it would be difficult to explain if others smelled it.

    The stew in the pot was almost done. Meier opened the lid, and a strong fragrance hit her face. She stretched her neck and took a deep breath. She felt that all the sweat pores in her body were opened, and she felt comfortable.  Extremely.

    She took out a big white bowl, filled it with a full bowl, sat in front of the stove, lit the fire, and ate.

    Pheasant meat is much more delicious than those raised at home. The meat is very tender, very elastic and chewy when eaten in the mouth. The taste is completely different from that of home-raised meat. There is no comparison at all. The ground eggs are also very rotten.  It's fragrant and soft in the mouth, and it's really delicious.

    Meier ate two large bowls in one go, and she ate more than half of the pot. She touched her belly with her hands, and it was the first time she had a round belly. She stretched her neck and burped.

    It has been the first time in such a long time that my stomach has been satisfied, but I looked at the rest in the pot, swallowed saliva, and still wanted to eat, feeling a little unfinished.

    Meier thought about it and left some for Grandma Zhou, because she had always taken care of herself when she was injured, and she must have a conscience. Thinking of this, she took another big white bowl, filled it with a bowl, and  I specially put a chicken leg in it.

    She put the bowl of meat aside and covered it with a plate, but then she thought, if she asked herself what was going on with the chicken, how should she explain it?

    Meier had second thoughts, should she tell her the truth?

    The next day, when Zhou Meihua came to visit, Meier had just gotten up and was folding the quilt with her butt sticking out on the kang. She heard footsteps and knew that it was Grandma Zhou who was here.

    Get off the kang, pull up your shoes, and open the door with a "squeak".

    Only then did she realize that there was a layer of white outside. After eating last night, it hadn¡¯t snowed yet when she went to bed. She was so sleepy that she didn¡¯t know when it would snow.

    The ground seemed to be covered with a thick, white blanket, and the snow was so prickly that Meier couldn't open her eyes.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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