I Transmigrated Into A Fantasy World To Farm And Build Houses!-Chapter 320: Digging Bamboo Shoots

These past few days, near noon, when active outside, the sunlight shining on the body was already a bit hot. But stepping into the forest, that feeling vanished instantly. The sunlight was blocked by layers of leaves, leaving only dappled spots of light shining on the ground.

Passing through countless tall ancient trees to reach the vast bamboo forest, a wave of cool air hit them. If one came here to avoid the heat in summer, nothing could beat it, but at this moment, burrowing into the bamboo forest, one even felt a bit chilly.

As a Snow Wolf cub, this slight temperature difference was nothing to Eric, but if Dwarven children came to play, they might catch a cold.

The bamboo in front of his eyes looked like the bamboo of his previous life, but the thickness and height were worlds apart.

If the poets of the past saw a bamboo forest like this, they probably wouldn’t have been able to write so many poems. Plants on the Fantasy Continent were like beastmen; one look and you knew they were incredibly well-nourished.

"The ones growing like this can be pulled up to eat. First, loosen the soil next to the shoot." Eric pointed to a bamboo shoot just protruding from the ground, speaking excitedly.

He had only seen finding bamboo shoots on TV, so Eric himself was incredibly excited. He had never dug bamboo shoots with his own hands. Before, when watching TV, he particularly liked the moment the bamboo shoot was dug out of the soil.

Going down to the pond to dig lotus roots or going to pick mushrooms after rain was the same. regardless of whether one liked eating those things or not, the sense of accomplishment when harvesting was indescribable.

"Let me dig for you. You just stay there finding the spots." Arthur didn’t ask what a bamboo shoot was, directly squatting down and using both hands to dig the soil. He even worried the dug-up soil would dirty Eric’s clothes, so he cautioned carefully.

Eric was in high spirits, naturally not wanting to just stand aside and watch. He ran to another bamboo shoot:

"Tell me when you finish digging; I’ll find another one for you. You’ll find the locations of the shoots yourself in a bit; I also want to try digging to see."

The bamboo shoots here grew very large. Eric dug the soil around for a long time, then hugged the upper part of the shoot with both hands, using force to pull it outward.

His strength was several times greater than in his previous life, but the bamboo shoot was also much larger, nearly as tall as a person. When the last section was pulled up, because he used too much force, the moment the shoot popped out of the soil was also the moment he suddenly fell backward.

"Huh, why doesn’t it hurt?"

Eric thought he would take a painful fall this time, unexpectedly, no sensation of pain transmitted.

Suspiciously putting the bamboo shoot aside, he turned his head to look back. Sure enough, behind him was Arthur with a flushed red face. It turned out when he fell, he had fallen onto him.

He should have stood a bit further away to avoid accidentally injuring others. His weight plus the weight of the bamboo shoot must have crushed Arthur quite painfully. After all, Arthur was currently in human form. Look, his face was flushed red from pain.

"Are you okay?" Eric hurriedly stood up, looking at Arthur worriedly from top to bottom, afraid he had crushed him to injury.

Arthur stared blankly at Eric’s face. Hearing this, he stammered a reply:

"No, no problem. Doesn’t hurt."

"How can it not hurt? Your face is red from pain. How about we go back to rest first; we can come dig shoots another day." Eric only thought he was shy to say it straight, so he apologetically pulled him up.

Arthur’s face turned even redder: "Really okay. Didn’t you want to eat this? Let’s dig some more to take back."

"Really okay?" Eric asked again, half-believing.

"Doesn’t hurt, nothing at all. You don’t weigh much anyway..." Arthur’s voice got smaller and smaller.

True, Eric recalled the provocation event with Arthur before. Grass beat him to that state, yet he recovered in just a few days. After all, he was of the Dragon tribe; even transformed into a human, his constitution was stronger than normal.

Thinking of this, he breathed a sigh of relief, but still instructed: "Don’t push yourself. If anywhere hurts, tell me, and we will return to the tribe." 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

Arthur nodded: "Okay."

Only then did Eric have the mind to look down at his feet, and upon looking, he couldn’t help but be surprised:

"Didn’t hear you use any force, how come you dug so many already!"

He saw more than ten large bamboo shoots lying scattered beside Arthur, plus one just dug out at the head and another half-dug. Just now Eric was engrossed in digging shoots and didn’t pay attention to Arthur’s movements. He didn’t expect this guy to silently dig so many. How long had it been? And he didn’t even need Eric to help find the spots.

"If I didn’t need to dig the soil, it would be even faster. It’s just that pulling directly breaks it into two pieces..." Arthur said innocently.

"That’s because its bottom is larger than the top. Your speed is already very impressive! Looks like we can eat stir-fried bamboo shoots with meat this noon!" Eric said happily.

He had thought digging shoots was so arduous that digging enough for the canteen to use would take at least a day. He didn’t expect calling Arthur to be such a wise decision, inadvertently speeding up the work progress.

In the following time, Arthur seemed to be injected with chicken blood, full of enthusiasm. The pile of bamboo shoots beside the two also grew higher and higher. Finally, it was Eric who felt it was enough and called a stop; only then did Arthur regretfully stop his hands.

"This much is enough to eat, even plenty to spare. Wait for me to make some pickled chilies; at that time we will come dig some more shoots to make pickled chili bamboo shoots. Very delicious."

Thinking of the crisp, sour, and spicy taste of pickled chili bamboo shoots, Eric was extremely nostalgic. When he was in school, he liked eating fish vermicelli with bamboo shoots and chili the most. The sour and spicy taste blended into the broth; eating it in winter made one break into a sweat.

Hearing Eric talk about food, although he had never tasted it, looking at his expression, Arthur couldn’t help but look forward to the taste of the pickled chili bamboo shoots he mentioned.

"Okay then, the food you make is definitely delicious."

Eric looked through the bamboo leaves to check the sky. Returning now, they could still make it in time to add a new dish for the canteen. He impatiently cast a nature spell; a sturdy vine immediately wrapped around all the bamboo shoots on the ground, tying them tightly together.

Arthur stepped forward, easily hoisting them onto his back: "Just right, Eric can sit on top."

"Haha, this is inside the forest. Sitting that high, I will definitely hit my head on trees, or get my face swiped by leaves and branches. I better just walk with you; it’s not far anyway."

Eric didn’t want to return to the tribe with disheveled hair, hurriedly refusing Arthur’s kindness.

Arthur was a bit unhappy but didn’t force Eric, dejectedly walking back to the tribe.

The group of kids was still frolicking by the riverbank. This time, Mun had also successfully integrated. Although she still looked a bit stiff, Eric could feel she was very happy.

The Horned Goat children had also returned to their usual liveliness. The Snow Wolf kids used claws to hit the ball, and they used their heads to butt it back.

The numerous Dwarven children played even more boisterously, using hands and feet at the same time, sometimes kicking, sometimes hitting, as there were no clear rules here anyway.