Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse
Chapter 126 - 124 This Is Going to Scare Mother to Death

Chapter 126: Chapter 124 This Is Going to Scare Mother to Death

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Seeing that the rice was about to be harvested, Zhang Shanni spent a great deal of time in the fields, tending to them with the diligence her father had taught her. The approving looks from her father made Zhang Shanni even more willing and happy to toil.

Moreover, there was wild game in the fields, but the little meat they provided was hardly worth it compared to hunting in the mountains.

There were field mice and frogs in the fields, and in the ditches nearby, there were river fish and loach. However, someone would need to be quite meticulous to catch a small bucketful.

For others, a bucket might require a bit more time, but for Zhang Shanni, who could cheat with her spiritual power, it was stress-free. This made her nephews at home look at her with admiration, which was probably not all that different from the way they looked at Xie Jingchen.

As for Zhang Shanni, who had experienced the apocalypse, the food of this era was all-natural, healthy, and delightful. She took some time every day to use her spiritual power to drive away and concentrate the wild game for capture, delighting her little inner glutton.

In doing so, the smell of game subtly lingered on the family every day. The youngsters ate well, growing swiftly as if they had ingested baking powder. Zhou Xiuhua, on the contrary, was confined to home, either making clothes for a grandson who had grown taller or mending shoes for another.

This indeed fulfilled Xie Tiesheng’s wishes.

Furthermore, with winter approaching, Zhou Xiuhua had begun to spend time pickling vegetables, such as spicy pickled green beans, radishes, and dried pickled radishes... doing a bit today, a bit tomorrow. There was always something that needed to be done, leaving her no time to go out.

Recently, their closest neighbor had been Mao Mao’s house. Mao Mao’s grandmother was very friendly with Zhou Xiuhua and, having been secretly entrusted by Xie Tiesheng, came to find Zhou Xiuhua every day to do handicrafts together. Having each other’s company, the two elderly ladies found that time passed more quickly.

Xu Xiaofen took the words right out of her elder brother-in-law’s mouth and rejected her father-in-law’s suggestion, making Zhang Shanni even happier. She gave her sister-in-law a rare smile, which unexpectedly caused Xu Xiaofen to shiver with coldness.

Zhang Shanni didn’t care about how her sister-in-law felt. Thinking of her sister-in-law taking the role of the "bad guy" for her sake indeed filled her with joy.

She decided that today, when she went hunting, she would give her sister-in-law an extra rabbit leg.

This was Zhang Shanni’s first time visiting the deeper parts of Qing Mountain during the day. The area was filled with densely packed ancient trees, each one towering into the clouds.

The deeper she went, the more precious tree species she found. She also realized that she wasn’t the only one who had ventured into the Primitive Mountains.

At the very least, she discovered several sites that showed signs of digging; judging by the pits, they were probably from ancient trees. After closely inspecting the saplings nearby, she understood that these trees must be made of valuable timber.

At that time in the country, with its many mountains, many deep forests remained undeveloped. Hence, a lot of resources were still well preserved.

Seeing that the diggers hadn’t over-exploited the area, Zhang Shanni didn’t bother to investigate further.

She wasn’t fed up with nothing better to do, so why should she meddle like a busybody? It would be troublesome and thankless!

Whoever ventured this deep had to have quite a few people, given the considerable number of wild beasts here. Most animals were easy to deal with, except for wolves, which moved in packs. The strong scent of animal droppings was prevalent, changing every three or four li, clearly marking their territories.

With her god-like perspective, Zhang Shanni always managed to avoid danger. Along the way, she collected many herbs—wild ginseng, reishi mushrooms, Polygonum multiflorum, Gastrodia, and much more. As for the less remarkable herbs, if she saw them, she would aggressively harvest them.

As for the sight of some precious timber over a hundred years old—sandalwood, Pear Wood, beech wood, Phoebe—Zhang Shanni had spiritual power but had not paid particular attention to learning about timber. She had only recognized a few kinds of these more famous trees.

Some trees were so thick that it was clear they had stopped growing; their trunks were devoid of green, and if left as is, would only rot away. Zhang Shanni, feeling benevolent, decided to harvest them as well. After all, she had power tools—an electric saw made cutting down a tree a matter of minutes, convenient and effortless.

As long as it’s mostly intact, storing it in the Space before it collapses is absolutely the way to go.

Along the way, Zhang Shan Ni spotted many natural wild fruits. As long as she recognized them, she unapologetically gathered most of them into her Space.

After tasting them, Zhang Shan Ni realized that these primitive fruits honestly didn’t possess the sweetness and juiciness of those in the future. However, their advantage lay in being all-natural, free of any genetic mutations. Regular consumption wouldn’t pose any health issues.

In contrast, in the future, there are all sorts of space-cultivated, genetically-modified foods. Although they taste good, long-term consumption could cause varying degrees of harm to the human body. In the long run, the cons outweigh the pros.

Zhang Shan Ni seldom went to the mountains and chose remote, uninhabited areas to quickly gather a range of game, followed by herbs, timber, and wild fruits.

As the sun was about to set, Zhang Shan Ni hurried back home. Before the sun went down, she took out the prey she had calculated and placed it in the basket on her back.

Just before reaching home, Zhang Shan Ni stumbled upon an injured wild boar in a depression!

The grunting and hissing sounds were unbearable, making it impossible for Zhang Shan Ni to ignore it. For the sake of her own ears, she plunged a knife into its throat, and in less than half a minute, there was silence; the animal was dead beyond a doubt.

It was just the boar’s fate. Even if Zhang Shan Ni didn’t kill it, it wouldn’t have lasted another half hour.

Zhang Shan Ni looked around and realized that this place was a good seven or eight miles from her home.

Upon closer inspection of the wild boar’s size, it was roughly less than 200 pounds, a male. Judging by its size, it could be at most two years old.

Weighing only 200 pounds wasn’t too heavy for Zhang Shan Ni, but she found it dirty. A wild boar wasn’t like the rabbits or pheasants in her basket, which she could easily stuff into cloth bags without leaving a trace.

But a wild boar was different; its size meant that no cloth bag could accommodate it.

Carry a wild boar home on her back? No, thank you.

Zhang Shan Ni looked around and saw tree trunks roughly the same size as her man’s arm—thick and robust. Hmm, she could temporarily make a small stretcher to drag it back!

Fortunately, none of her family had seen what she took when she left the house, so she took out a rotten hemp rope from her Space, and using some vines she found on the spot, she tied the dead boar up securely.

Of course, when Zhang Shan Ni finally returned to her backyard, with a basket on her back and a wild boar trailing behind, she really gave Zhou Xiuhua—who had been waiting all afternoon—a huge fright.

The old lady rushed over to Zhang Shan Ni and frantically checked her up and down, repeatedly asking, "Oh my goodness, how did you bring back a wild boar? Are you injured? You’re going to give your mother a heart attack!"

——Mini Drama

Author: Dear, your elder sister-in-law is in mourning, so those rabbit legs can be saved now.

Zhang Shan Ni: Heh, that is indeed true

Xu Xiaofen: ╯﹏╰... The richer they are, the stingier they become. Who cares about those rabbit legs, hmph! I have Brother Jingwei~~

Audience: Where’s ’Jingwei’? The Divine Beast, wow—