Chapter 15: Did They Bully You? (1/2)
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Wen Ruyu left and Gu Qingyao brought the fish to the kitchen, covered it with a layer of salt, then left it there.
She looked at the oil, salt and other condiments in the kitchen and hurriedly added to them from her interspace. Then she looked in the household’s rice jar. Many sacks of grain were in the large jar. At the top were the coarse grains – some sorghum flour, sweet potato flour, dried sweet potatoes and corn husks.
Below was the rice, wheat flour, and some cornflour.
In these times, fine grains were very dear and very few could afford them. Even the Gu family, which was supported by the wages of several people, had a pitiful amount of fine grain.
There was less than fifteen kilograms of rice, and about ten kilograms of wheat flour. There was slightly more cornflour, about twenty kilograms of it.
Gu Qingyao knew that there was not much grain in the house. The autumn harvest had just passed, and the grain would only be distributed at the end of the year. At this time, some families in the brigade who were in more difficult circumstances would be almost out of food. There was not much left in the Gu household either!
After some thought, Gu Qingyao added two kilograms of rice, a kilogram of wheat flour, and two kilograms of cornflour. She also added a few dried sweet potatoes.
She did not have much coarse grain in her interspace, or at least, she only had a few types.
Food and other resources were abundant in her modern life, and her interspace was mainly used as a supermarket and to provision hotels and restaurants. In modern times, the only people who ate coarse food and grains were those seeking its health benefits.
It was not like the present, when they could not afford to eat fine grains!
After she had finished doing all this, Gu Qingyao took her basket and cloth sack and went up the mountain. Winter was coming and in order to survive the winter, the people here were all frantically searching everywhere for food.
Everywhere on the mountainside were people digging for wild herbs and looking for tree bark.
Gu Qingyao found some shepherd’s purse at the edge of the field. Then she carried her basket and went deeper into the mountain.