In the book, I was fed by my sister

For Song Ran, the farce in the early morning was unimportant. The most important thing today was to sell the mushrooms at a good price.

The wild mushroom chicken soup is delicious enough, and the white noodles fully absorb the essence of the soup. Add two handfuls of fresh and tender leaves just picked from the field, and you have a bowl of chicken soup noodles with a chewy texture, rich soup, and the fragrance of vegetables.

Song Li overused her powers last night, which affected her body and mind. She was groggy and was helped up from the bed by her sister. It was not until she ate a mouthful of delicious noodles that she felt some strength restored.

"Eat quickly, we have to leave early." Song Ran was worried that the people collecting mushrooms would not need so many. Once the people ahead had collected all the mushrooms, she would have to go back to the city.

Song Ran was not the only one who thought so. All those who had picked mushrooms in Lihua Village had the same idea. When more than a dozen of them arrived at the hall, the village chief had not arrived yet.

About two quarters of an hour later, Li Wanshu finally showed up. "Wow, you guys are here pretty early. The mushroom collector will probably be here in another half an hour."

We still have to wait half an hour! But no one left, so we just had to wait. Maybe we would have a chance.

Everyone was bored, so they pulled Song Li out to have a look. This originally skinny little girl was like a kitten, making people feel that she could die at any time. But now, she can run and jump. Regardless of whether they had any friendship or grudges with the Song family before, everyone said auspicious words to Song Li:

"The little girl looks very energetic, just like your sister when she was a child."

"I look like I've gained some weight. If I take care of it for another six months, I'll have some flesh on my face."

"Sister Ran'er, you've made it through this. Has anyone approached you about marriage recently? Do you want me to introduce you to someone?"

If you repeat some words over and over again, everyone will think of new topics to chat about.

It is said that Wu Dongmei went to the casino on the farm before dawn.

"It's tragic. I thought Sanwazi would change his temper now that he has a son, but now he's started gambling again. I guess the couple will have another quarrel."

"Change? How can you change gambling? Unless you are like Liu Zi, whose hand was cut off by the casino."

"Dongmei also had a hard life. She gave birth to three girls for Sanwazi, but Sanwazi went out to fool around every day and didn't appreciate Dongmei at all. He always said that the money saved by girls was better spent on having fun. Dongmei later gave birth to a boy with great effort, thinking that Sanwazi would save some money for his son, but it turned out that he was a stubborn person."

With all the bragging and gossip, people felt that time was not hard to wait for. In the distance, a horse-drawn carriage was slowly approaching, followed by a pallet cart and a donkey following leisurely.

"The mushroom collectors are here!" Li Wanshu ran to greet them with a smile.

When everyone heard this, they picked up their backpacks and rushed to the carriage.

Wang Pozi, the purchasing agent of the Gu family, came out of the carriage. The crowd of people filled the air with the smell of sweat, and she frowned. Li Wanshu immediately understood and said, "Everyone, make way and stop making noise! ​​Many people have been to the fields, and they are not afraid of knocking others over with their sweat. If you keep making noise, go home!"

After hearing this, everyone lined up quietly in two rows. Song Ran and her sister Song Li couldn't squeeze in, so they had to line up at the end of the line. She prayed in her heart that the people who came would buy more mushrooms.

Mrs. Wang began to pick the mushrooms in the basket one by one. The wild mushroom chicken soup she had made last time won the favor of the owner, and even the old lady who was always picky about food praised it highly. Unfortunately, the same cook and the same method always made it tasted a little worse. Mrs. Wang went to the market for several days in a row, but she couldn't buy anything as good as the one the girl had last time. She sent someone to inquire and learned that the seller was a retail trader, probably from a nearby village, so she recently went to several nearby villages, big and small.

Wang Po picked up the mushroom in front of her, and the man who could speak praised Wang Po from head to toe. Wang Po felt comfortable hearing these compliments, but if she did a good job and won the master's favor, it would be a good thing.

She looked through several baskets of mushrooms and shook her head: "These mushrooms are not very good. Anzi, you buy hers and his at the market price, and then pick out those from the other two. Let's go to the next village." Mrs. Wang pointed at the two people she had just spoken to and turned to walk towards the carriage.

When everyone heard this, they all rushed to the servant named Anzi and said, "Brother, take a look at mine. They're cheap!"

Song Ran handed the vine rope for tying the pheasant to Song Li and joined the crowded crowd.

Song Li didn't want her sister to sell these things. She thought it would be best if she could eat them all. After all, the money from the sales was used to buy food. She thought pheasants and mushrooms were especially delicious. But seeing her sister desperately squeezing into the crowd, she couldn't help feeling uncomfortable. She sighed and injected a ray of supernatural power into the basket of mushrooms.

At this moment, Wang Po opened the curtain and was attracted by the strong aroma of mushrooms. She stood on the carriage and saw a familiar figure among the people huddled together below.

"Anzi, bring the girl at the back over here." Mrs. Wang pointed at Song Ran and said.

Song Ran recognized that this woman was the one who bought all her mushrooms last time, and she felt relieved.

"Boss, I was the one who sold you the mushrooms last time. Do you still remember me?"

Mrs. Wang picked up the mushrooms in the basket and examined them carefully. Song Ran was a little worried because there were mushrooms he had grown in there. He had originally placed them in two places, but as a result of squeezing with others, the ones he had grown and those he had picked outside were all mixed together, and even different strains of mushrooms were mixed together.

She really couldn't tell the difference between the mushrooms she grew and those from the wild, and she was afraid that these wealthy people would see the difference and think that she was dishonest and was selling the good and the bad together.

"Yes, you picked some other mushrooms this time. I want them all." Mrs. Wang said with a smile.

"Thank you. I have caught a few pheasants here. I wonder if you like them?" Song Ran asked cautiously with anticipation in his eyes.

Ma chicken, Sanhuang chicken, and even the free-range chicken from Shu are common poultry in Gu's mansion. These wild chickens are only eaten for freshness, the meat is not tender enough, the aroma is strong but the smell is also strong, so Wang Po looks down on them. However, when she looked at the bright eyes of the girl in front of her, she felt compassion.

This beautiful girl was the only one who could find such good mushrooms. She must have a unique way. She was willing to give this face, but she might have to trouble this girl again soon: "Lu An, take these three pheasants, what is your name, girl?"

"My name is Song Ran." Song Ran replied.

"Miss Song, if I need mushrooms in the future, I will have to trouble you again." Mrs. Wang said with a smile.

"No trouble!" said Mrs. Wang with a smile.

"Anzi, give this girl three taels of silver." Mrs. Wang said with a smile.

Three taels of silver! A family of five can spend less than two taels of silver in a year. Song Ran opened his mouth in surprise, looking at the silver handed over, and even forgot to say thank you.

Song Li took the silver and said thank you in a low voice. Song Ran just realized what was going on and thanked him hurriedly.

Mrs. Wang looked at Song Li, who was also a beautiful child.

The Gu Mansion recruits servants in the early spring every year. The masters like beautiful things and even have requirements for the servants' appearance. These two sisters are like flowers that grow in this remote area.

The older ones are too old to be trained, but they can be made maids in the outer courtyard. The younger ones can be transferred to the inner courtyard and trained better.

In a split second, Mrs. Wang had already thought it through in her mind. She felt that no one would refuse to work for the Gu family, after all, many people would give money to the Gu mansion every year. If the young master liked her in the future, she could become a personal maid or, if she was lucky, a concubine. She would get a lot of benefits for her help.

Mrs. Wang asked Song Ran where he lived and exchanged a few words of greeting before leaving.

"Sister Ran, what good fortune do you have? Why do they only want yours? Tell us where you found the mushrooms."

"I don't know either." Song Ran really didn't know. After all, the place where he found the mushrooms this time was half an hour's walk from the last time. There were also mushrooms he had grown in the backpack, so the buyer would be interested in them.

The person asking the question didn't hear the answer he wanted to hear, so he said sourly, "You want to make a fortune alone, but if you don't want to say it, forget it."

Song Ran didn't bother to pay attention to these sour words. He collected the silver contentedly, picked up Song Li and kissed her twice: "Little darling, let's go home."