I'M THE FARMGIRL YOU CAN'T MESS WITH

Chapter 270: Survival in the Wild

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Before the sun set, Mu Yangling began to look for a suitable place to stay in the wild. The wind was strong in winter, so she didn’t dare to live in an empty space. She stopped in a small forest by the roadside and counted the number of sheep before tying them all to the trees.

Xiuhong and Bowen carried the pasture down from the back of the carriage for the sheep to eat. Mu Yangling took out a bow and arrow from the carriage and waved at the two of them. “After feeding them, go and pick up some dry firewood. Pick up more. Also, pick up more dead leaves. We have to start a fire tonight.”

Although the sun had not set, cold air kept emitting from their bodies. Even though they were wearing thick clothes, they still felt a little cold.

Mu Yangling didn’t go far and merely went nearby to see if she could catch prey. Although they had brought food, it certainly couldn’t compare with fresh prey.

As much as possible, Mu Yangling would not mistreat her stomach. After a while, she discovered a pheasant hiding in the bushes. When the pheasant saw her, it let out a cry and flapped its wings, about to fly up. No time to chase after it, Mu Yangling simply shot an arrow at it. The arrow pierced through the pheasant’s neck and made it fall to the ground. Mu Yangling jogged forward and carried the pheasant back.

She took out a wooden bucket from the carriage. The water in the wooden bucket had frozen into ice. That’s right, it was ice. The night before Mu Yangling left, she boiled a pot of boiling water and poured it into the wooden bucket. Then, she placed it in the courtyard. The next day, a layer of ice had formed on the water in the wooden bucket. Although the ice was only a layer of two to three millimeters thick on the surface, now she didn’t have to fear that the water would spill out when placed in the carriage.

Mu Yangling carefully knocked open an opening and poured the water from the bottom into the pot. She cut open the pheasant and cleaned the internal organs inside, but did not remove its fur. Instead, she dug up some loose yellow mud nearby and soaked it in water before crushing it. She placed the mixture there for the time being so that the soil could fully absorb the water. Then, she went to the carriage and took out some dry goods to soak.

When Bowen and Xiuhong returned with dry firewood, Mu Yangling had already stuffed the dry goods into the pheasant’s stomach.

This being the first time the two of them had seen someone clean up a pheasant like this, they squatted at the side curiously and watched.

Mu Yangling said, “This is the famous Beggar’s Chicken. I heard that it tastes better wrapped in lotus leaves. Unfortunately, we don’t have lotus leaves now, so we can make do with yellow mud.”

Xiuhong looked at the lump of yellow mud on the ground and tried her best to imagine. She asked, “Is it edible when wrapped in this?”

“I haven’t tried it either, but it shouldn’t be a problem. If it doesn’t work, don’t we still have rations in the car?”

The two of them were very depressed by their sister’s answer. “Then you might as well just roast it.”

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