SPGMD

Chapter 1-3

Chapter 1

Beside the river, a ten-year-old girl picked up a fishing rod and caught a grass carp that was ten inches long.

The fish jumped around and bent the fishing rod slightly.

Xiaoxiao glanced at the woman who had been staring at her for the whole morning while pretending to sunbathe. She smiled and asked, “Second Aunt, how long do you want to look at me?”

The woman snorted and left.

The few old men who were watching could not help but ask.

“We’ve been sitting for the entire morning. Xiaoxiao, why do only you have bait?”

Xiaoxiao revealed a smile. Her round eyes were very cute. “Maybe I’m fated with water?”

As the sun rose, she wiped the sweat from her forehead and waved goodbye to the old men around her.

However, after walking around a tree and seeing no one around, she put down her fishing rod and reached to wave in the small wooden bucket.

One of the three fish in the bucket was instantly gone, and a familiar notification immediately sounded in her mind.

[Ingredients were collected successfully. Points obtained 10.]

[Master, do you want to braise or steam it today?]

Xiaoxiao rubbed her chin and thought for a moment. [Let’s get a pickled fish.]

The gourmet space emitted a cheerful electronic voice: [Okay, sure. This dish has never been recorded before. We will get a lot of points.]

Xiaoxiao nodded in satisfaction and looked at the bucket with a gratified gaze.

If travelling to ancient times and space was a chance for her to live another life, then the food space was a gift.

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She collected ingredients and delicacies to obtain points. Then, she used the points to exchange for the items she needed in the Space Mall, such as the bait that had just been hung on the fishing hook.

She was confident that she would be able to bring her family out of poverty and become rich soon.

Suddenly, there was a flapping of wings above her head. Xiaoxiao looked up and saw a white shadow among the branches. With a flip, a small slingshot appeared in her right hand.

The white pigeon fell to the ground. Ning Xiaoxiao weighed it in her hand and estimated that it had five taels of meat.

She skillfully broke the wings and tied the pigeon’s waist with thatch.

She could slaughter it and make soup while it was fresh when she went back home. It was suitable for her father, who still had injuries on his head, to drink. She had gained a lot today.

With this thought, she bent down and recorded the other fish, leaving only the largest.

Keeping the fish in the space so that others would not take advantage of her since she could not finish it.

However, why would there be pigeons in Fortune Village?

She had never heard of anyone raising such a thing.

Carrying the bucket and the bird, Xiaoxiao stopped thinking about the doubts and continued to walk home.

On the way home, she would pass by a forest. She habitually went around to see if there were any ingredients to collect.

Although she had almost turned over all the ingredients, she could see during this period. Mosquito legs were still meat, and the wild vegetables she had collected could also replenish the points needed to exchange for bait.