PFC Chapter 337 Let’s go! Let’s go up the mountain and cut bamboo together!
Chapter 337 Let’s go! Let’s go up the mountain and cut bamboo together!
The fresh milk mochi made by Zhou Yue won unanimous praise from comrades.
Especially for Sister Chunyan and Sister Chunxia, this was the first time they had eaten dessert in their lives, and they loved the taste so much.
"Ayue, you are really good at cooking! This thing is soft and sticky, and has a milky aroma. It's so delicious!"
"That's right! When the war stops, if you open a pastry shop, your business will definitely be booming!"
Zhou Yue was also very happy to hear the praise from Sister Chunyan and Sister Chunxia.
"Hey, if you guys like it, I'll make it often. Now that the situation at the base is getting better, we can eat whatever we want!"
Compared to when Zhou Yue first arrived, the situation at the base is much better now.
There is no shortage of rice, flour and oil in the base, and there are several large bags of cassava starch in the warehouse.
During this period, the comrades went up the mountain, dug up a lot of cassava, and made a lot of cassava flour.
After removing the cassava stems, all the cassava stems were cut into short pieces about 20 cm long and planted in nearby fields.
A lot of it was also distributed to some villagers far away, so that they could plant more and avoid famine if there was a drought next year.
With the help of the NPCs, Zhou Yue has had a very easy time recently and has a lot more free time.
Sister Chunyan actually couldn't bear to let these new refugees do so much work.
However, these new partners are very enthusiastic and work from morning to night every day. They are not willing to take a break.
So Sister Chunyan and Sister Chunxia also had some free time these two days. These girls from the countryside naturally couldn't sit still and wanted to find something to do no matter what.
"Ayue, let's go up the mountain later."
When Zhou Yue heard what Sister Chunyan said, she nodded and asked.
"Okay, Sister Chunyan, what are we going to do in the mountains? Digging wild vegetables?"
Sister Chunyan held a sharp sickle in her hand and found a bunch of strong hemp rope.
"Let's not dig wild vegetables today. Let's go to the mountains to cut bamboo."
Zhou Yue has not been to the mountains many times and has never seen bamboo there.
"Wow! There are bamboos on the mountain. Why are we bringing them back?"
Sister Chunxia had also put away the pots and pans at this time. She walked over with a sickle and pointed to a bamboo backpack in the corner.
"There are more people in our base, and we don't have enough backpacks and bamboo baskets. Let's go up the mountain to cut some bamboo and weave more things."
Zhou Yue nodded. So that's how it is.
In the 30s, there were basically no plastic utensils, and even iron utensils were rare in farmers' homes.
The buckets we usually use are made of wood, while the baskets for carrying things and the backpacks for carrying things are made of bamboo.
These baskets woven from bamboo are sturdier than plastic baskets and can easily hold 100 to 80 kilograms of fish.
The baskets and backpacks woven by farmers are very beautiful, like handmade works of art, beautiful and practical.
Zhou Yue had long wanted to learn the weaving craft, but she had never found a master who could do it in her previous life.
When I heard that they were going up the mountain to cut bamboo to make backpacks and bamboo baskets, my eyes lit up instantly.
"Let's go up the mountain and cut some bamboo. When we come back, you have to teach me how to weave it!"
"Haha no problem!"
Under the guidance of Sister Chunyan, Zhou Yue came to a bamboo forest.
This bamboo forest is very large, and looking at the green scenery makes people feel relaxed and happy.
"Wow! The weather is so dry, but I didn't expect the bamboo forest to grow so well!"