Jiang Sining walked over with his younger brother and sister. Several women had already gathered together, each taking out dry food and water to eat lunch.

"Come here," Aunt Li waved at them from afar, "I brought a buckwheat cake. The four of us can share it. Even though it's a little less, it's better than nothing."

Looking at the small piece of cake in her hand, Jiang Sining really couldn't bear to share it with her.

The other women just put the food into their mouths silently, and there was no intention of sharing the food with them.

Jiang Sining didn't think it was wrong. No one's food was blown away by the wind, so it's impossible for them to share it with you for no reason.

So she stopped and said, "Thank you, auntie, but you don't have to give it to us, you can eat it yourself. I just found some wild fruits over there and I'm not hungry at all."

"What's your business with wild fruits, kid? Just eat them if I tell you to. Why are you being so polite to your aunt?"

"Really, that's not necessary." Jiang Sining didn't want to continue talking about this topic, so he asked, "Aunt, did you pick up any mushrooms?"

"I picked up some."

"Can I see it?"

"It's in the backpack, covered with wild vegetables. Go and see for yourself."

Jiang Sining uncovered the wild vegetables and discovered that Aunt Li was much better than her. She had picked up half a basket of mushrooms, probably about five or six pounds, and they were all fresh, tender and of high quality.

I have to say, my aunt is really awesome.

"Auntie, you picked up so much!"

"This is just a few. When it rains, there will be a lot. We can fill a basket in no time."

"These mushrooms are so good, they must be very valuable, right?"

"If it's fresh and in good condition, it can be sold for 10 cents per pound," said Aunt Li.

According to the original body's memory, lean meat in this world now costs only 10 cents per pound, and fat meat costs 15 cents, so mushrooms at 10 cents per pound are really not cheap.

"Are you going to take it to the market town to sell it?"

"What are you selling? You can't sell it."

"What?"

"Too few, not worth the trip. Besides, we have to wait until tomorrow to go to the market town," said Aunt Li. "But mushrooms will wilt overnight, and some will even rot. If the quality is not good, no one may buy them at 5 cents per pound. If you are unlucky, you won't be able to sell even a pound, and you will lose money on the entrance fee and the stall fee."

Entry fee?

Booth fee?

Jiang Sining thought he had heard wrongly. Were there such expenses in ancient times?

"What about when there are a lot of mushrooms?"

Aunt Li smiled and said, "We picked up a lot, and other people picked up a lot too, so we couldn't sell them."

This seems to be the case.

Could it be that the way the protagonists in novels made their first pot of gold by picking mushrooms doesn't work here?

Think about it too.

The villagers are not blind and have no missing limbs. If picking mushrooms and selling them can really make money, would it be her turn?

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Aunt Li continued, "In fact, mushrooms are not that delicious. If you want, I'll give you all the mushrooms I picked today."

"Thank you, Aunt Li. I'll be welcome then."

Ordinary people are afraid that the quality of mushrooms will be affected if they are left overnight, but Jiang Sining does not have such worries. Her space is more useful than a refrigerator.

Not to mention that putting mushrooms in it can keep them fresh, even if you put a cup of boiling water in it, it will still be boiling water no matter how long ago you take it out. So there is no need to worry if it is not easy to sell, she can sell it slowly.

It’s better to sell as many as you can now than to eat up all the savings.

"Auntie, can you give me all the mushrooms from this afternoon? I don't want them for free. I'll sell them later and give you the money."

"I said I'll give it to you, why do I need your money?" Aunt Li said, "But, you seldom go to the market town, so you may not know that it's not as convenient to sell things in the market town as before. You have to pay to enter the city gate and rent a stall, and things are not easy to sell."

"I want to try it."

Seeing her insistence, Aunt Li said, "That's fine, but these are too little. I won't dig wild vegetables this afternoon. I'll take you to look for mushrooms."

Aunt Li did what she said. After eating a few bites of the buckwheat cake, she started looking for mushrooms with Jiang Sining and the other two.

She is experienced and knows where mushrooms tend to grow, so she can often find a large area of ​​them at once.

Finally, the backpack and basket could no longer hold the food, so he went to borrow a backpack from some women in the same village.

By the time the sun was setting, the four people had picked up two full backpacks, weighing at least thirty kilograms.

The other women also gave her the mushrooms they had picked, but the quantity was not too much, only about 20 kilograms in total.

She used a pen to write down the number of each person in the space. She would definitely not take the mushrooms for free, and she would have to pay for them later.

After returning to the shack, Aunt Li wanted to go home and get some food for them, but Jiang Sining politely declined.

Aunt Li is a kind person, but she cannot take other people's kindness for granted.

"Can you carry so many mushrooms to the market town by yourself?" Aunt Li asked, "How about I go with you tomorrow?"

"No need, Aunt Li. I can't trouble you like this." Jiang Sining said, "Aunt, are you going to pick wild vegetables tomorrow too?"

"There's no work in the fields now, so we must go."

"Then I'd like to trouble you, aunt, to take Xiaoyan and Qian'er with you tomorrow. I'll go to the market town alone."

"What's the big deal? Leave them to me and don't worry."

After Aunt Li left, Jiang Sining started to cook dinner.

She picked out some older or crushed mushrooms and prepared to eat them in the evening.

Wild mushrooms are very delicious and a rare mountain delicacy, but the prerequisite is that they must be fried in oil first, and then stewed with meat, chili peppers and garlic. They will taste smooth and tasty.

I won’t take out the pork. There is a chicken in the refrigerator and I can tear off some chicken fat.

Although it was a little less, she secretly added some lard and rapeseed oil into the casserole while frying. As soon as the mushrooms were put in, a rich aroma wafted out.

"Sister, it smells so good!" Jiang Yan, who was in charge of lighting the fire, drooled, "I've never smelled mushrooms that smell so good."

"Don't worry, the mushrooms must be cooked thoroughly, otherwise you may get poisoned if you eat them."

"Well, I'm not in a hurry!"

"Qianqian, don't be in a hurry!"

Seeing that the two little guys' eyes were about to fall into the pot, Jiang Sining deftly cut a few green peppers and sprinkled a handful of garlic to make the aroma of the mushrooms more layered.

After the oil was cooked, she found that there was no staple food, so she cut a few large potatoes and added spiritual spring water to stew them together.

Cooking potatoes with mushrooms can be considered a new-style cooking method.

After more than a day of testing, she confirmed that the spiritual spring water in the space was renewable, so there was no need to be too frugal.

After the potatoes were cooked, the three of them picked up chopsticks made of tree branches and started eating from the casserole, taking turns to eat.

"Delicious! So delicious!" Jiang Yan started to shout as soon as he put a piece of mushroom into his mouth, "Sister, how did you make it so delicious?"

Jiang Sining smiled. This brother's ability to praise people was indeed much better than hers.

She couldn't praise someone like this in front of others without blushing or getting nervous.

"Big sister, you are so nice!" Qianqian also imitated him and praised him, "Qianqian likes you!"

"If it tastes good, eat more, but don't burn yourself."

Jiang Sining also took a pill and soon felt something was wrong.

She had eaten a lot of wild mushrooms in the past, but no matter how well they were cooked or how rich the seasonings were, they were still far inferior to the mushrooms in front of her.

She tasted a few more slices and confirmed that it was not a psychological effect, but that the mushrooms were really delicious.

Some are smooth and tender, some are crispy and tender, and the aroma is extremely strong.

Even the potatoes in the pot tasted different from before.

Could it be... because of the use of spiritual spring water?

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