Transmigrated as a Peasant Baby Who is Pampered by All-Chapter 388 - 252: Intimidation (Part 3)

"Great!"

Then the group dispersed, searching around for the fragrant dragon grass. Even Zhang Yuan was no exception, as he had heard Wei Ziang say that it could be sold for money.

They searched the area and had quite a haul, each grabbing a handful, tying two blades of straw around it to keep it from falling apart.

Xiaomi and Wei Ziang’s bundles were thrown straight into the backpack. Initially, they asked Xiaocao and Zhang Yuan to do the same, but they refused.

Xiaocao initially intended to take Xiaomi up the mountain for fun. When they were cutting pigweed together earlier, Xiaomi mentioned wanting to go up the mountain, but couldn’t go alone.

Unexpectedly, they found an even greater use for fragrant dragon grass, so their next goal was formally searching for it.

Xiaocao took him to all the places they’d gathered before, not afraid of Xiaomi finding out at all.

Meanwhile, Xiaomi sneakily took a few rooted plants into the space during their search. Once things get into the space, they can become a continuously productive industrial base.

At the same time, she took advantage of the break to sprinkle a little Spiritual Spring water onto each clump of fragrant dragon grass she came across.

Since she poured directly from the roots and the tall wild grass covered them completely, no one noticed.

After searching, Xiaocao and Zhang Yuan each hugged a large clump, weighing at least five or six pounds. Finally, the fragrant dragon grass nearby was all found. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

"So tired, exhausted. I didn’t feel it just now, but as soon as I stopped, I felt so tired."

Xiaocao nearly collapsed on the ground, just like Xiaomi. Wei Ziang sat next to Xiaomi, organizing the fragrant dragon grass in the backpack.

They found quite a lot too, but instead of tying it up, they just threw it into the backpack.

Wei Ziang handed a bamboo bottle of water to Xiaomi. She gulped it down loudly, feeling much better, and then handed it to Xiaocao.

"You should drink some too."

Xiaomi handed the bamboo bottle to Xiaocao and was immediately given two rice balls: "Eat something to regain energy, then we can head back."

He didn’t want to share with Zhang Yuan, so he didn’t take out another bamboo bottle. As for the rice balls, he only prepared two.

He was very confident in his physical strength, so the rice balls weren’t prepared for himself.

The rice balls were wrapped in cabbage leaves. Even if hands weren’t clean, the juice from the broken fragrant dragon grass stained the hands with a thick layer of dark green.

But eating through the vegetable leaves was fine.

The rice balls were steamed with refined rice and sorghum, wrapped with a bit of pickled vegetable crumbs.

Xiaocao was stunned when she opened it: "Refined rice! This is refined rice!"

Xiaomi had already taken a big bite: "Yeah, I mixed it with sorghum. Next time we go up the mountain, I’ll make sweet potato rice, that’s even better, tastier than this!"

Sweet potatoes are sweet and fluffy, mixed with rice to make rice balls, they taste better.

Xiaocao swallowed a gulp: "Xiaomi, can I have a small bite and take the rest home? My parents haven’t tasted refined rice. I want them to try it."

In just a few words, Xiaomi had already eaten half of a rice ball and froze upon hearing Xiaocao’s words.

The rice ball wasn’t big, about the size of her fist, just enough to fill one person’s stomach. But for a family...

But the next second, Xiaomi responded and laughed: "Of course, it’s yours, eat it how you like."

She almost forgot, most farmers, even if they grew refined rice their whole lives, weren’t willing to cook a bowl for themselves.

They’d sell the pricier refined rice and exchange it for cheaper brown rice.

"Thank you, Xiaomi." Xiaocao really only took a small bite and wrapped the rest to take home.

With the two girls warmly sharing, suddenly Wei Ziang called out.

"Zhang An!"

The voice was stern, prompting Zhang An, who was watching Xiaomi—no, watching the rice ball in Xiaomi’s hand—to instinctively turn his head.

The next second, an arrow flew fast at him, almost facing his forehead. He even felt the whoosh beside his ear.

He wanted to dodge, but felt locked in place like he was targeted by a venomous snake, fear sweeping over him.

In an instant, he felt heat between his legs.

With a ’thud’, the arrow almost grazed his scalp, pinning right above his head.

Xiaocao, who had just set down the rice ball, looked up and saw it.

"Ah!!! There’s a snake!"

Right above Zhang An’s head, a large red-and-black snake the thickness of a rolling pin was pinned to the tree by a slender arrow.

Only an inch away from Zhang An’s head.

At Xiaocao’s scream, Zhang An collapsed, and with him came a foul stench...