MTL - I Was Called a Poor Widow, But I Relied on My Supernatural Powers To Fight Back In Ancient Times-Chapter 126 Discover the foot plate

Chapter 126 Discovering the foot plate potato

Bai Yunxi held a sickle and urged her to leave. No matter how strong she was, she was exhausted even though she was carrying a hundred and eighty kilograms of stuff.

Looking at Li's back disappearing into the mountain road, Baiyun Xi stopped, breathed, and raised his hand to pat his chest.

"This useless body needs to be exercised again."

Growing up in a farm family, you can live a healthy life only if you are vigorous and vigorous. Being sick and crooked is not a pleasant thing.

Looking at the ground she scratched, there was a piece of rhizome exposed, and some white juice flowed out from the place scratched by the sickle.

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“Mom, you can’t touch these things, they are poisonous, especially the mucus, which makes your body itchy and red.”

As long as you dig along a thread, you will meet other companions who are born together. It’s just that her attack was careless, and she broke many of the long and short ones.

“Here you are, hurry up and put these wild yams into baskets.”

She took a break and saw wild yams that were edible. Not only were they delicious, they were also used as traditional Chinese medicinal materials to strengthen the spleen and warm the stomach.

  Anyway, I make my own soup and drink it, the quality is not important.

Since her body was too weak, she decided to start exercising tonight and practice the Eight Vajra Exercises.

Bai Anyan saw that his mother was okay and breathed a sigh of relief. Then he noticed the pieces next to him. Isn't this a foot plate?

“Mom is lucky and has discovered wild yam. This is a good thing. It is more nutritious than sweet potatoes. Come and dig it together. If you can’t finish it, dry it and sell it in the drugstore.”

Wild yams grow in twists and turns with no pattern.

 Looking at the scenery in the distance, I rested for a while before catching my breath.

Ever since she came here, Baiyun Xi's biggest concern has been the food issue, and anything she can eat makes her particularly excited.

Baiyunxi held the sickle and unconsciously cut across a cluster of vines next to her. With a click, she cut off a few vines, revealing a pitted ground.

 Two hundred five. Two hundred and thirty four. One hundred and forty six. Seventy-one

This kind of thing is not uncommon, but most people don't touch it because it is poisonous.

 She actually came across a wild yam.

Baiyunxi sat on a stone and looked at the slightly yellowing mountain forest. The scenery in autumn is really good, and there is a harvest scene everywhere.

 There is no way, these days, if there is no food, people will really starve to death.

Where the soil is soft, they grow thicker, while where the soil is hard, they grow slender, and some look like they have been squashed, like feet.

Unconsciously, she didn’t even notice that the sun was setting in the west, and she kept struggling with this wild yam.

 Mrs. Li was carrying an empty basket, followed by Bai Anyan. The two of them hurried over and saw my mother lying on the edge of the slope, humming and digging for something.

This kind of wild yam is also called yam. The flesh can be either red or white. The one she encountered today was white yam.

Baiyunxi wiped his face and pointed to the yams scattered beside him. There was a pile full of them, estimated to weigh twenty or thirty kilograms.

Baiyunxi took a sickle, cut off all the vines covering it, and started digging along the yam that had been cut off just now.

Isn’t this a coincidence?

 “Mom, what are you doing here?”

Baiyunxi was stunned for a moment, then looked at the vines with heart-shaped leaves as big as the palm of his hand. He broke off the stem and smelled it, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

“It’s okay, it’s nothing, just a slight allergy, it’ll be fine in a few days.”

Baiyunxi wiped her hand casually, pointed at her to dig out the wild yam, and spoke nonchalantly.

 (End of this chapter)