Bring your aunt to eat big meat, the scumbag father's family is furious

Dayong and Dacheng were stunned for a moment.

Dacheng pointed at the mushrooms Qiao Jianer had put in the backpack and said, "Jianer, do you think these are edible?"

Qiao Jianer nodded: "It's not just this one. As long as you believe in me, even if the chicken mushrooms are gone, this family can still continue to make money."

"But what if something goes wrong with the food? We are a small family and we can't afford it."

Dayong couldn't help but think that the Song family was trying to be cunning in front of the Han family and was caught by the Han family and couldn't get away.

If they made a mistake, the same thing would happen to them.

The Han family will not be lenient towards them just because they have successfully done business with them a few times before.

"There can't be a problem, because..." Qiao Jian'er coughed twice: "When I went up the mountain before, I got advice from someone and tasted all those mushrooms. I'm still alive and well."

The two brothers were startled and quickly took a good look at Qiao Jianer. Only after they were sure that she was fine did they feel relieved.

"How long did that happen?" asked Qiao Dayong.

"It's been a year or two, and I've eaten quite a bit."

"It's just that everyone thinks that the mushrooms in the mountains are poisonous, so I first talked about the most delicious chicken mushroom."

"Since you know these mushrooms are delicious, why doesn't the person who told you sell them to you?" Qiao Dacheng asked another soul-searching question.

Qiao Jian'er's mind raced, "Actually, that man is a hermit. When I saw him, he was wearing clogs and coarse linen clothes. He lived a carefree life, eating mountain mushrooms in the summer and had no intention of selling them for money."

Now, Dayong and Dacheng believed it a little more.

"It turns out that he is a free and easy immortal on earth." Dayong said.

Dacheng: "To be on the safe side, our family will eat it first, and then we can find someone to sell it when everything is OK."

"Okay." Qiao Jianer agreed.

Various porcini mushrooms include the precious red onion mushroom, as well as bamboo fungus, chanterelles, milk mushrooms, and morels.

After walking around for a while, he had enough to fill a basket, and Qiao Jianer had almost collected the most delicious types of mushrooms. It was a pity that he didn't find any matsutake mushrooms.

They went down the mountain first. Thinking that they would soon unlock other delicious mushrooms, Dayong and Dacheng were full of anticipation, but also a little nervous.

Don’t let anything cause problems.

When I arrived at the door of my house, I happened to meet Zhao Lizheng who had just returned. He looked haggard and two shades darker.

The three siblings quickly invited the person into the house and scooped a bucket of water and handed it to Zhao Lizheng.

Zhao Lizheng had been running around asking for help these days, and he came back under the scorching sun, tilted his neck back, and drank half of a bucket of water.

"Uncle Zhao, how is the bridge construction going?" asked Qiao Jianer.

"On the first day I went there, the county government approved it and allocated funds for the project, but I don't think the funds are enough. I've been trying to get financial support from the gentry these past few days. Finally, it's almost there. I've hired a contractor, bought the materials, and will start construction tomorrow."

There were some things he didn't say, and he didn't intend to tell anyone. When he asked for money, he was looked down upon, even ridiculed and insulted, but he got the money and it benefited the villagers, so that was good.

"Don't worry, I've hired enough workers and bought enough materials. A month is more than enough."

As Zhao Lizheng said this, he got up from the stool and left.

"Let's go back first. The foreman will bring people to the bridge construction site for measurement later. I want to accompany them."

After Zhao Lizheng left the yard, Dayong said, "Uncle Zhao looks like he's suffered a lot. He's lost a few pounds."

"Yes, although Uncle Zhao is not an official, he is wholeheartedly doing good things for the villagers and working for the welfare of everyone." Qiao Jianer thought for a while and put a pound of dried mushrooms into a small jar.

"Brother Dacheng, give it to Uncle Zhao and let him use it to entertain the foreman and his men. That way, they will be more attentive."

This pound of juice has been squeezed dry, and it’s enough to fill a large plate.

"Okay." Dacheng chased after him with the small jar in his arms.

After several objections, Dacheng mentioned the foreman, and Zhao Lizheng took the jar.

He also hopes that this project can proceed smoothly to the end.

The foreman's command and supervision are particularly important.

Qiao Jianer and the people from the third room cleaned up the mushrooms they had just found.

First, the soil on the roots was scraped off, then they were washed in a large basin, and then sorted and placed in different bamboo baskets.

Qiao Jianer repeated the lie he told on the mountain, and Lu and Xiao Meng reluctantly accepted it.

However, compared to the first time I faced the chicken mushroom, I accepted it more quickly this time.

However, the idea that mountain mushrooms are poisonous has been deeply rooted in people's minds for many years, and Lu is still a little uneasy.

"Aunt San, if you're worried, wait until these dishes are served and let me taste them first." Qiao Jianer said with a smile.

"Believe me, of course I should believe you. The main reason is that everyone is afraid of the mushrooms on the mountain, and you have found so many. I know you can believe me, but you are just used to that feeling." Mrs. Lu said quickly for fear of hurting the children's feelings.

Around noon, Old Mrs. Qiao and Old Man Qiao came back from looking for pig food, and both of their backpacks were full of wild vegetables.

Just think about it, just a few days ago, they couldn't afford to raise piglets and had to look for wild vegetables in the mountains to eat.

So no matter how heavy the pig food was, the two old men felt full of energy and walked quickly from the mountain to home.

Now the piglets were groaning in the pigsty because of hunger, and Old Mrs. Qiao showed a doting smile.

"Stop yelling, I'll cook it for you right away, you little greedy pigs."

These piglets seemed to understand what people were saying, and their grunting became quieter, making everyone in the yard laugh.

"Mom, I've already heated the pot for cooking pig food," said Mrs. Lu.

Old Mrs. Qiao took a quick glance and saw the dazzling array of mushrooms in different bamboo baskets.

She couldn't help but startled: "What are you doing? You brought back so many poisonous fungi, and you're all going crazy?"

Old man Qiao also stared at the mushrooms.

Since Qiao Lian'er had found it, he thought it was edible, but there were so many of them, in different shapes and colors, which made his temples throb.

I can't accept it all at once.

Now there was no need for Qiao Jianer. Dayong and Dacheng rushed to repeat what Qiao Jianer had said to the two elders.

Old Mrs. Qiao: "Sickle, can you really eat everything?"

Qiao Jianer nodded: "I have eaten them all, and I have eaten a lot of each. After a year or two, they are still good."

"Grandma, we can squeeze all these mushrooms and take them to town. Although they are not as delicious and expensive as chicken mushrooms, they are still worth a lot of money. There are not many chicken mushrooms on the mountain now. We want to build a house, find wives for our brothers, and find good families for our sisters. We all need these mushrooms."

These words touched Old Mrs. Qiao's heart. Thinking back to the past, it was Qiao Jianer who saved this family.

How could Jianer harm us if he is not absolutely sure of doing something?

"Okay, I believe what Jian'er says." Old Mrs. Qiao said, "Hurry up and fry it in the pan. I want to taste it and see what it tastes like."