"Sister Xiao Li, I'm going to head back now."
Gu Jiaojiao picked up her back basket, placed the medicinal herbs she had gathered inside, and said goodbye to Chen Xiaoli before leaving.
When she got home, she went to the cellar to check her stock.
Over the past six months, Leng Yuan had gone up the mountain quite a bit. They basically kept whatever he caught for themselves to eat and hadn't sold any of it.
She took a look and saw there were two pheasants, one wild rabbit, and some eggs.
Their hens were now laying four eggs a day, but it still wasn't enough. With everyone eating one boiled egg each morning, there were none left over for cooking. Leng Yuan still occasionally traded for some eggs to bring home.
He had brought back half a basket last time, and there were still quite a few left!
Gu Jiaojiao decided to stew the pheasants.
