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Chapter 146 The Fragrance of Mushrooms

Jing Chunxi didn't pay much attention to what her cousin said. Her curiosity was now focused on the string of mushrooms she had found.

They picked it up and looked at it carefully. The redder the mushroom, the more beautiful it looked. Maybe it was because it was not fully opened, but it looked smaller than the pine needle mushrooms they picked themselves. However, the color was brighter, the umbrella stalk was longer, and there was a layer of fluffy white hair on the stalk, which looked very cute and beautiful.

I don’t know how the two sisters picked them, but they picked up a whole bunch of such beautiful mushrooms.

When Jing Chunxi was packing the flowers into the basket, he noticed that none of the flowers they picked looked like this one.

Jing Chunxi planned to ask his aunt to cook it when he got home. Thinking about how such beautiful mushrooms would turn into an ugly black mass after being baked over fire, he thought it would be better to cook it and eat it tonight, which would make him happier.

There were many mushrooms to pick on the mountain, and the other prisoners were unwilling to waste them. Many of them ran back with mushrooms in their hands, but their purpose in returning was to pick more mushrooms.

The smart and courageous ones would ask the kitchen maid to borrow a basket, basin, cover or something before going up the mountain. Those who couldn't borrow anything would try their best to find usable containers in their own homes and then run up the mountain again.

After Heizi's mother came back with a few people, she borrowed their backpacks and bamboo baskets, saying that she wanted to cross two more mountains to pick mushrooms, so as to solve the problem of food for the next seven or eight days.

It was not until the evening when steamed buns were distributed that the mushroom pickers came back one after another. The prisoners worked hard to bring back all the mushrooms from the mountain.

Some people didn't even come back for lunch, and didn't come back until it was almost dark. If they couldn't hold all the mushrooms in their hands, they would use their pockets. I saw some people actually took off their underwear to fill it with mushrooms, and tied up their trouser legs. A pair of trousers could hold quite a lot of mushrooms. It turned out that they were willing to do anything for a bite to eat.

At this point, it is better to have enough food than to lose face. When you come back and wash your clothes with water, no one will care whether anyone's clothes are smelly or not. It is better to have food than to be hungry.

Heizi and Silang came back in the afternoon, shaking with hunger. Silang didn't get any bird eggs, but he did get a lot of chestnuts. The little squirrel that Heizi gave to Tuanzi was also discovered by them when they went into the tree hole to get chestnuts.

The squirrel was very small, only as big as a fist, and its parents had abandoned it and fled.

Fortunately, the squirrel was small, and Grandpa Xiaobei used the remaining bamboo strips from cutting bamboo sticks to weave a small cage that was just big enough to fit the squirrel. There was not even much space for the squirrel to turn around.

When the squirrel was given to Xiaotuanzi, Heizi exaggerated the story and said how they had to drive away Squirrel Daddy and Squirrel Mommy before they caught it.

Unexpectedly, such words made the little squirrel cry. Jing Mingzhu burst into tears: "Brother Heizi is so bad. The baby squirrel is so pitiful. He will have no father and mother in the future.

You are all bad people. I will never play with you again."

This left Heizi at a loss, he could only laugh awkwardly and admit that he was wrong. In the end, it was Erlang who spoke eloquently and made up a shocking story about a little squirrel repaying a favor, which temporarily stopped Xiaotuanzi's tears, but he still ignored Heizi for a long time.

Shiro was happy to criticize Heizi all the time and use facts to tell him what it meant to be in a thankless job.

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If you pick too many mushrooms, they become worthless.

Every family sent the mushrooms they picked to the official. From a distance, they could see that the mushrooms were piled on their carriages like a small mountain. Jing Changning and Dalang gave up the idea of ​​sending them away.

The official would not think the food was too little even without the mushrooms they sent.

Zhuang was used to the ways of the world and felt that she couldn't do anything without giving anything. Instead, she packed up a dozen pancakes and asked Dalang to deliver them. Sure enough, the reaction from Mr. Liu and the official was very good, and they all said that the pancakes were delicious.

The three sisters-in-law and several concubines had nothing to do at home today, so they baked a lot of pancakes. They were all soft and fluffy with some fat in them. They were very fragrant when you bite into them.

They were just thinking about having mushroom soup with flatbread for dinner, which was absolutely delicious and would be a treat for the children.

"Why do these mushrooms look different?" Jing Mingyue and Jing Chunxi washed the mushrooms together. When they were halfway through, Si came over to help. She was very curious about the bunch of mushrooms that Jing Mingxin gave her, and couldn't help but take it out and look at it a few more times.

Pine needle mushrooms, also known as red mushrooms, have reddish-brown caps and gray stems, making them not very attractive. But the bunch Jing Mingxin gave Jing Chunxi had a brilliant red cap and a shaggy white stem like snow. The two colors combined created a stunning effect. Even the concubines who came to see them thought they were unique; none of them had ever seen them before and were amazed.

Si: "If there were mushrooms like this in the capital, I would definitely draw a picture of it. It's so beautiful. If I had seeds, I would take them back to Lingnan to plant them. I don't know if they would survive."

The tone was full of regret, and just this praise made Jing Chunxi not regret accepting the favor. He couldn't help but feel more favorable towards his cousin who looked honest and simple.

The mushrooms are not very dirty except for a little dirt. Just rinse them lightly with water and put them in a pot to dry.

Heizi showed the two yellow mushrooms he picked up to the cook. They were indeed matsutake mushrooms, but they were a little smaller. However, they did not plan to sell them, but to cut them up and cook them for everyone to eat together.

The two of them washed the particularly beautiful string of mushrooms very cleanly, then picked out a lot of crushed mushrooms from the basket to wash. They cut two pounds of meat from a large pot of fresh mushrooms and stewed them for half an hour.

Before taking the dish out of the pot, sprinkle in a handful of chopped vegetables. Soon the aroma and flavor will fill the whole yard.

Every family needs to cook mushrooms, but of course they can't cook them in the kitchen. Just as the rain finally stopped, everyone built a simple stove with a few stones not far from the eaves, put the iron pot on it, and it became an open-air kitchen.

The yard was filled with delicious food, curling smoke from cooking, and everyone was laughing and talking, creating a rare harmonious atmosphere.