I woke up to find myself transmigrated into a disabled child.

Chapter 133 The Swelling Wheat

After clearing away the tables and chairs outside his stall and sweeping up the surrounding trash, Leyou dusted himself off and came inside. He had another crucial task, one he performed daily: tallying up the day's earnings.

"By the way, Lezhi, do you still remember Qingti?" Qingti was the Windwalker Clan member who led them to the stall on the first day. In the past few days, Qingti has become a loyal customer of their stall, eating every day without fail and queuing up every day.

"I remember, so what?"

“He just brought over a plant I don’t recognize, saying he wanted us to see if we could use these to exchange for something. So I asked him to leave some samples for you to take a look at.”

"Oh?" There are still some plants that Leyou doesn't recognize. Those must be plants unique to the Windwalker Clan.

After drying her wet hands, Lezhi turned around and looked at Leyou, who had come to the control panel. "What is it? Let me see."

"Let me look for it... Ah, I found it! Here it is." Le You buried her head and searched through her spatial storage before finally finding the rattan bag that she had deliberately put away.

This bag was given to me along with the green grapes. It was woven from relatively soft and flexible rattan, and it looked a lot like the woven bags that Lezhi had seen in his previous life.

Unexpectedly, the Windwalker Clan had such ingenious ideas, and Lezhi's eyes lit up. As Leyou pulled the plant out of his bag, his attention was instantly drawn to it.

“Huh, what’s this…” Lezhi looked at the handful of oval seeds that Leyou took out of his bag. Each seed was about half the size of a fingernail. Putting aside the size, just looking at the shape, Lezhi felt that it was very familiar.

"I don't know. Qingti said they have a lot of them here, but the tree spirits don't like to eat them. They're too hard and have no taste. Only birds and beasts like to eat them." Leyou shrugged.

Hard, that's a great keyword. A thought struck Lezhi, and he picked up a seed from Leyou's hand. This seed must have been picked some time ago; it was quite dry.

He rubbed the seed between his fingers, and the seed coat was completely unharmed. Lezhi was utterly ashamed of his own weak hands. Having no other choice, Lezhi simply pulled out a knife and gently tapped the seed with the back of the blade, attempting to forcefully remove the seed coat this way.

After much persistent effort, Lezhi finally managed to peel off the thin outer skin of the seed.

"Hiss, this doesn't look easy. No wonder the Windwalkers don't want to eat it; it's too much trouble." Leyou, who witnessed Lezhi's actions the whole time, clicked his tongue and instantly empathized with the Windwalkers.

There are so many delicious and readily available foods, why bother with all this work? They could use that time to catch a whole bug, which would taste much better!

Having already grasped the fact that his friends were naturally averse to trouble, Lezhi didn't offer his own opinion. In his view, as long as the food was delicious enough, a little trouble in the initial preparation was acceptable. Besides, once the food became widespread, the corresponding auxiliary tools would be developed, freeing up manpower, so it wouldn't be too much of a hassle.

For Lezhi, being able to eat the delicious food he wants is the most important thing. After all, life is all about eating and drinking, and Lezhi makes no secret of his foodie nature.

"Hehe, it's alright. Actually, it's probably because the seeds weren't dried enough. I'll try it first." Lezhi was even more familiar with the seeds after they were hulled. The seeds themselves didn't have a strong smell, just a light grassy fragrance.

After scraping off a small amount of tissue with a knife, Lezhi observed it and determined that the seed had a very high starch content.

Since that's the case, then we can try it out according to his idea. At this moment, Lezhi couldn't help but feel a little fortunate. Luckily, Lezhong had made the blender in advance and even provided him with a lot of blades and accessories, including one for grinding dry powders. Lezhi usually used it to grind seasonings, and now it was just the right time to use it.

"Leyou, come help me, help me remove some more shells."

"Alright." Leyou rolled up his sleeves and stood to the side, imitating Lezhi as he began to peel the seeds.

Seeing that Lezhi and Leyou were both very enthusiastic, Leting quickly finished her work and came over to help.

"Lezhi, can this be made into something delicious?" Le Ting was very skillful and quickly mastered the peeling technique. He picked up a peeled seed, put it under his nose, and smelled it, but couldn't smell anything.

"Hmm, if I'm not mistaken, this thing should be a staple food." Yes, although it was more than twice the size of the wheat seeds he had seen in his previous life, Lezhi was basically certain that this thing should be a wheat-like food in Jormungand.

Wheat dried, hulled, and crushed was one of the two fine staple foods in their previous life. Flour, on the other hand, had many uses.

Although shelling is troublesome, the thought of steamed buns, dumplings, wontons, twisted rolls, bread, and noodles fills Lezhi with energy. How long has it been since he's had a proper staple food? The hard, powdery fruit he found earlier did satisfy his craving for steamed buns, but the shape was too fixed.

The biggest appeal of noodles lies in their versatility and versatility; compared to wheat, rice offers fewer ways to be prepared.

With the help of the three of them, they quickly and successfully removed the shells from the entire packet of seeds. The shelled seeds were milky white with a slight pale yellow tinge. Lezhi couldn't wait for them to dry naturally, so he simply placed the seeds by the stove and activated the flint, using the weak heat to help dry the seeds faster.

During this time, Leyou, Lezhi, and Leting took stock of today's gains.

"...Phew, that's about it. We've been exchanging a lot of Hard Powder Fruits over the past two days. Our clan really likes them lately, and Qingze said they keep very well and don't spoil easily, so we can collect some more." Leyou calculated.

"I agree, hard-fleshed fruit is delicious." Leting voted in agreement.

“Okay, golden vine is also good, we can buy more.” After all, it’s a plant-based noodle, and it’s very popular when added to hot pot. “The golden vines we’ve been buying recently have basically all been sold at the stall. The Windwalker Clan people have been very enthusiastic about it after discovering that the old golden vines are so delicious when added to hot pot.”

"Okay, the rest are just people who are too lazy to collect. Some of them paid with insect meat, while others were given gold, fluorite, and cloth. Oh right, I almost forgot about that."

Suddenly remembering something, Leyou touched his hands together and mysteriously pulled out a beautifully woven rattan basket from his spatial storage.

"Ta-da, look!"

With its own entrance sound effects, Leyou lifts the lid of the basket, revealing a beautifully crafted piece of fabric to Lezhi and Leting. The fabric is dyed evenly and naturally, with a light pink color that is quite beautiful.

"Uh, this is what you wanted to show us?" No matter how beautiful it is, it's just a piece of cloth. Lezhi didn't quite understand.

On the contrary, Le Ting instantly understood what Le You was showing off. He excitedly shook Le Zhi's arm, his voice trembling slightly.

"Lezhi, this is no ordinary fabric. It's a color-changing fabric dyed by the Longtail Tribe."

"Color-changing fabric?"

“Yes, Leting is right.” Leyou tilted his head slightly and introduced the special features of this batch of fabric to Lezhi in an aria-like tone, “The Longtail Clan is famous for its love of beauty. They are the best at making textiles in all of Jormungand, and they also have a unique formula for dyes. This color-changing fabric is their flagship product…”