Farming Games are All About Grinding-Chapter 97 Picking Crab Flowers

Wild chives aren’t a problem; there’s still plenty in stock. Once the eggs are ready, it’ll be time to try this dish.

After washing up, Han Qiwu watered all the plants while he was at it.

Since there was still some time left, he quickly made a few jianbing guozi pancakes. Knowing Aunt Hong Mei might not be fond of salty sauces, he specially replaced hers with a combo of spicy sauce, ham sausage, and fresh veggies.

Once everything was prepared, Han Qiwu strapped on a bamboo backpack, grabbed an ordinary sickle and his system tools, and headed out the door.

Right at that moment, Aunt Hong Mei came to a stop on her motorcycle outside Han Qiwu’s place.

"Xiao Han, hop on."

"Auntie, you’re into motorcycles?" Han Qiwu asked in disbelief.

It was a bit heartbreaking to admit that he himself was only riding a small electric scooter.

"Hey, what’s the point of hoarding money? This thing packs a punch—can even leap out of a ditch!" Aunt Hong Mei handed him a helmet.

Han Qiwu put on the helmet and sat in the back, gripping the bike’s frame tightly.

"Xiao Han, you haven’t eaten yet, have you?"

"Not yet. I brought two jianbing guozi with me."

"Alright, let’s go then!"

"Vroom vroom vroom!"

Right after saying that, Aunt Hong Mei executed a burnout start, making a sharp turn on the spot before zooming toward their destination.

The audacity, the swagger!

Twenty minutes later, Han Qiwu got off the bike, his legs feeling weak.

Well, duh, wouldn’t yours be?

Have you ever seen an old lady accelerate uphill on a motorcycle, launching herself mid-air where the peak stands at least five or six meters above the ground?

Thank goodness Aunt Hong Mei had a firm grip on the handlebars. fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm

No wonder she’d asked him if he’d eaten breakfast.

How could anyone endure this?

After parking her bike, Aunt Hong Mei pulled out two plastic bags from the trunk. Each bag contained five or six deep green round dumplings.

"Here, try my mugwort dumplings. Not sure if you’ll like them."

"Thanks, Auntie. You should also try the jianbing guozi I made." Han Qiwu smiled as he handed over the jianbing guozi.

"Sure thing! I didn’t think you’d remember to bring me breakfast. You’re way better than my grandson!" Aunt Hong Mei said happily while munching on the pancake. "This is delicious! Xiao Han, with skills like yours, marrying a wife won’t be a problem!"

Han Qiwu felt a little bashful as he lowered his head to taste one of the mugwort dumplings.

To his surprise, the dumplings came with stats.

[Mugwort Dumpling]

[Stamina +50]

[Special Effect: Repels mosquitoes for 6 hours after consumption]

[Remarks: Mugwort dumplings are perfect for eating in the mountains]

The dumplings’ attributes were indeed suitable for mountain adventures. And as for taste? Sweet and sticky, each bite had a pleasantly chewy texture.

Delicious!

After finishing their food, Aunt Hong Mei parked her bike at the foot of the mountain and pointed at a nearby hill, starting to explain to Han Qiwu, "This hill is called Huangniu Mountain. Back in the day, old yellow oxen loved coming here to graze. After eating their fill of the grass here, they’d be full of energy for work."

"This mountain hasn’t been developed all this time, so there’s still plenty of good stuff around!" Aunt Hong Mei pulled out a pair of rain boots and handed them to Han Qiwu. "Put these on; there’s a lot of dew in the mountains, so your shoes won’t cut it."

Han Qiwu obediently swapped out his footwear and followed Aunt Hong Mei up Huangniu Mountain, their steps alternating between sinking and scraping against the muddy terrain.

On the mountain path, most of the trees had begun sprouting new buds, while the underbrush was flourishing robustly. The air was filled with the fragrance of fresh grass.

As they walked, Han Qiwu spotted harvestable items for the first time today.

[Crab Flower]

[Stamina +40]

[Health +5]

[Remarks: Crab flowers actually have nothing to do with crabs]

"Xiao Han, this here is the crab flower. It’s rather pathetic—it hasn’t got enough drive to grow higher on its own and can only rely on other plants for support. You better not go around being like it." Aunt Hong Mei, having noticed the crab flower herself, lectured while snapping off the tender shoots of the flower and placing them in Han Qiwu’s bamboo backpack.

Han Qiwu nodded, studying the crab flower’s appearance carefully. Each of its stems branched out multiple times, with tiny bulging tips resembling cauliflower heads on each branch. The texture felt smooth and slippery to the touch.

Now armed with experience, Han Qiwu quickly became proficient at harvesting crab flowers. Since he was with Aunt Hong Mei this time, he didn’t bother distinguishing system-verified items from ordinary ones. Anything labeled as crab flowers got thrown into the basket indiscriminately.

During early spring, the density of crab flowers on the mountain was quite high, and within just over an hour, both Han Qiwu’s and Aunt Hong Mei’s baskets were full.

"This should be enough. Crab flowers lose their aroma once dried. If you want to eat them later, just come back to pick more," Aunt Hong Mei straightened her back and clapped her hands.

"Got it, Auntie. By the way, are there mushrooms up here?" Han Qiwu asked curiously.

"Mushrooms, huh? You’ll only find them after it rains. Otherwise, it’s hard to come upon any," Aunt Hong Mei shook her head. "And don’t go picking random mushrooms on your own—many of them are poisonous. Eat one, and you’ll start seeing little men dancing around you."

"Don’t worry; I won’t touch unfamiliar mushrooms." Han Qiwu waved his hands fervently. He had no interest in spending his day in a trippy cyberpunk wonderland.

After harvesting their goods, Aunt Hong Mei led Han Qiwu down the mountain while pointing out various spots where edible wild plants could be found.

"See that slope over there? Next time, I’ll take you there to dig up some bamboo shoots. They’re delicious—whether eaten fresh or dried into shoot jerky."

Han Qiwu listened intently while jotting down notes on his phone.

These were all resource points, after all!

Of course, these would also be job posts for the Little Prince in the future.

With its tough hide and thick skin, who else but it could handle such tasks?

After finishing his notes, Han Qiwu suddenly heard a system notification.

[Your wild harvesting map has been updated.]

Hard work pays off! Sweet!

Descending from the mountain, Han Qiwu once again experienced the thrill of Aunt Hong Mei’s jet-propelled start.

Old ladies riding motorcycles—pure swagger.

After dropping Han Qiwu off at his doorstep, Aunt Hong Mei revved her engine and sped off without hesitation.

"Don’t even think about giving these to me! Keep them for yourself—I’ve long had my fill!"

Han Qiwu couldn’t help but smile wryly. His original plan had been to keep only the system-recognized crab flowers for himself and give the rest to Aunt Hong Mei.

Clearly, his little scheme hadn’t escaped Aunt Hong Mei’s sharp eyes.

The old are still the wisest.

Setting down his backpack, Han Qiwu took stock of his haul.

[Crab Flower]×14.

Two hours of work, over 500 stamina earned, plus the wild harvesting map update.

That efficiency was impressive.

Indeed, having an elder in the house is like possessing a priceless treasure. Hats off to Aunt Hong Mei.

In the backpack, aside from the system-verified crab flowers, there was still a heap of regular crab flowers left.

"Later, I’ll head out and share these with Grandpa Chen and Brother Jing."

Back inside his home, Han Qiwu absentmindedly turned on the TV.

[Weather forecast]

Tomorrow will bring rain—light rain transitioning to moderate rain, then heavy and eventually torrential rain.

[Life tips]

Sometimes, the peddler will only send his pig over to sell goods.

[Almanac]

Auspicious for crafting, inauspicious for mining.

[Shennong Recipe]

Shennong is in a bad mood today and doesn’t want to share anything with you.