She Only Cares About Cultivation
Chapter 359: [358] Tasty and Pretty Fisherman 209 (5 updates)

Chapter 359: [358] Tasty and Pretty Fisherman 209 (5 updates)

Thus, Xiao Yu settled down on the island. Actually, she had been keen to go fishing at sea, because at the Space Supermarket, she could only rely on Yaya’s sea foraging, which brought in just hundreds of dollars a day by selling clandestinely in the space. After the child was born, she had no idea whether she would be able to nurse—the baby formula and whatnot would be troublesome issues—so she needed to save money.

Yet, if it was just Yaya alone, that would be one thing, but there was also the martial arts-skilled Aya watching over. Although Xiao Yu could dig up some green vegetables during the day to sell at the Space Supermarket, the greens were barely worth anything compared to the five hundred million—they were less than a drop in the ocean, no, they were worth less than ten cents.

Xiao Yu, not yet visibly pregnant, wanted to take the chance to make a big score, but it seemed that dream could only come true in her sleep.

Since fate wouldn’t let her make money, she decided to skim a little from what Yaya brought back from the sea and her usual oyster foraging, adding to that her own income from picking wild greens. She should be able to guarantee an income of two hundred yuan a day, which would most likely be sufficient for buying baby formula and diapers in the future.

Thus began Xiao Yu’s path of frugality. Thankfully, Yaya brought back plenty each day, and Xiao Yu was in charge of cooking. She prepared just enough for their daily meals, stowing the rest in the space.

On fine days, she would join the foraging, but mostly sat in a safe spot to open oysters and then carried the meat home to dry.

There was no helping it; seeing so many oysters in front of her, she couldn’t resist bringing them home.

Not just oysters, but clams, green mussels, all sorts of sea snails; whenever she saw them, she would pick them up, pry them out, thinking of ways to carry them home.

Ah? With such an increased quantity, it gave her more opportunities to secretly trade them away.

Because they had a ewe at home, they would drink milk in the mornings and evenings. If she collected five eggs, she used two, keeping the remaining three in the space, as you couldn’t tell how many eggs were in an egg pancake anyway. Milk already contained protein, so eating two fewer eggs was not a problem.

She drank milk as if it were porridge, sometimes making steamed buns as their staple, other times it would be veggie dumplings. Lunch was slightly more sumptuous with rice, but they ate vegetarian for both breakfast and dinner. _{fre.ewebnov el.com}

As Yaya worked hard to dig for oysters, Aya’s side also had its share of spoils, managing to bring back either a wild chicken or wild rabbit everyday.

Usually, by the time she brought them back, the chickens were already prepared, perhaps because Xiao Yu was pregnant, so they rarely let her see the bloody scene, and she felt touched by their thoughtful act.

Wild chickens were usually stir-fried or stewed, then round flatbreads were stuck to the iron pot surrounding it. This way of eating was both simple and hearty, and most importantly, delicious.

You could stew glass noodles, green vegetables, and various snails with the Earth Pot Chicken. In short, you could eat however you wanted.

The method for making Earth Pot Rabbit was the same as for the chicken; it was their own home, after all, so the flavors revolved around just a few varieties.

On the secluded island, just the three sisters living each day to their roles, life was quite leisurely.

Aya not only brought back wild chickens and rabbits but sometimes also snakes and sea birds, which were among the most abundant species on the island. As for the sheep, because they were too big and the three of them couldn’t finish one by themselves, if not eaten it would spoil, so Aya had never hunted sheep.

Xiao Yu had tried wild bird eggs and snake eggs, but she didn’t dare with the latter. Even snake meat, she was reluctant to cook; it was always Aya who did it.

Seeing she was genuinely afraid of those creatures, Aya eventually stopped hunting them. The meat might be tasty, but not at the cost of scaring someone.

As someone with an inherent love for food, Xiao Yu hadn’t killed a snake nor made any such delicacies. This related to one’s nature because she couldn’t bear to see cold-blooded animals; that included eels, too repugnant for her.