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They hadn't been in the mountains for long when everyone had a bountiful harvest. Their baskets and hampers were full of all sorts of mushrooms, some of which Zhou Wu had seen in his previous life.

Although Yang Chun was still in charge of cooking at noon, his mother-in-law personally cooked several local mushroom dishes.

"Son-in-law, try this local specialty, chicken stew with mushrooms. In the past, we were poor and couldn't afford chicken, so we would catch frogs from the fields to eat instead, just to satisfy our cravings. Today, this is authentic chicken."

When Zhou Wu heard the name, it sounded very familiar. After looking at the dishes, he realized that it was just a dish with the same name. His mother-in-law's chicken stew with mushrooms was really just a soup made of mushrooms and chicken.

Although it was different from the chicken stew with mushrooms in Zhou Wu's previous life memories, the golden chicken broth was still mouthwatering.

As the saying goes, a son-in-law is like half a son. The mother-in-law was satisfied with Zhou Wu no matter how she looked at him, and she directly ladled out a bowl of soup and handed it to him by hand.

"Thank you, Mother-in-law."

"Drink up, this soup tastes best when it's hot."

Zhou Wu blew on it slightly, then took a small sip; it was indeed delicious.

"Delicious, so fresh."

"If it tastes good, drink a few more bowls."

Seeing that Zhou Wu loved to drink, his mother-in-law was overjoyed.

In that instant, Zhou Wu seemed to remember something. In his previous life, when making soup, many places had the custom of adding various kinds of fungi, but Zhou Wu remembered that everyone seemed to prefer using dried fungi.

Dried mushrooms are not only easier to store for a long time, but there are also rumors that dried mushrooms are more delicious than fresh mushrooms, although it is unknown whether this is true or not.

However, one thing is certain: dried mushrooms have a much longer shelf life than fresh mushrooms. Thinking about this, Wu was in a great mood and drank the chicken soup in his bowl in one gulp.

"Oh, it's hot."

He took a big gulp and immediately spat it out; Zhou Wu had completely forgotten that the chicken soup was still steaming hot.

"Husband, slow down, be careful with the soup."

Li Baiwei was extremely anxious and quickly used her small hands to fan Zhou Wu.

“Father-in-law, I’ve got an idea of ​​how to preserve the mushrooms.”

"what!"

Apart from Li Er, Yang Chun, and Hong Dou, the others were all from Lijia Village. The problem of mushrooms had troubled them for many years, so when they heard Zhou Wu say that there was a way to preserve them, they were naturally both surprised and delighted.

“We can dry the mushrooms, which allows them to be preserved for at least a few months or even longer. Although they may not taste as good as fresh ones, this makes them easier to transport and sell to more distant places. When you want to eat them, just soak the dried mushrooms in water beforehand.”

"Is this possible?"

Li Er felt a little apprehensive after hearing this. These methods sounded rather simplistic and crude. Could they really work?

"It will definitely work, Father-in-law, just trust me. Besides, it'll just go to waste if we leave it for too long anyway, so why don't we give it a try?"

“That’s right, old man. We throw away so many fresh mushrooms every time. Since we’re going to throw them away anyway, why don’t we listen to our son-in-law and give it a try?”

At this point, the mother-in-law was the first to stand up and support Zhou Wu.

"I didn't say I wouldn't do it."

Fearing he would be isolated, Li Er quickly made his stance clear.

Moreover, encouraged by Zhou Wu, Li Er went to the village chief and told him about the idea, hoping that the whole village could try it. The village chief had been in office for so many years and his vision was indeed more far-sighted than that of the villagers. He immediately agreed to the idea and notified each household in the village to send a representative to a meeting.

. . . . . .

"In short, that's the gist of it. Please feel free to share your opinions."

The village chief explained the method of drying mushrooms to all the village representatives, and then it was time for the villagers to express their opinions.

"I think the village chief is right. Since we'll just throw it away anyway, why don't we give it a try? What if it works?"

"Yes, I agree."

"I agree."

"I disagree. What if it still doesn't work in the end? That would be a waste of our time, and all our hopes would be dashed."

"That's right. With this time, we'd be better off taking care of the work in the fields."

Some villagers agree, while others disagree.

"Hey you, Li Ergou, you lazy bum who never strives for anything, and now that Lord Zhou has finally given us some ideas, what more do you want?"

When the village chief saw it was Li Ergou again, he felt a headache coming on. Li Ergou was a notorious lazybones in the village. He claimed to do more work in the fields, but his fields were all covered in weeds. He still had the nerve to say that.

"Village chief, Lord Zhou is so high and mighty, he never lifts a finger to do any housework. Even we mushroom growers can't come up with a solution, how could an official like him possibly think of one?"

The village chief was speechless after hearing this, and Li Ergou's words even caused some villagers to switch sides. "Yes," one villager retorted, "we've been dealing with mushrooms for generations, and we still don't know how to solve it. How can a high-ranking official solve it?"

The two sides immediately started arguing fiercely, and the village is now basically divided into two factions: one faction supports it and thinks it's worth a try, while the other faction thinks it's a complete waste of time.

Zhou Wu happened to be free and came over halfway, wanting to hear everyone's opinions.

Logically, since the villagers disagreed, Zhou Wu had no reason to do this thankless task. However, thinking about how his father-in-law's family would have to live there in the future, he stepped forward.

"Gentlemen, please stop arguing and listen to me."

The noisy crowd immediately fell silent upon seeing Lord Zhou Wu arrive, demonstrating the great power and authority of the official's status.

"Lord Zhou, please give your instructions."

The village chief also consciously handed over the initiative to Zhou Wu, while he himself stepped aside.

"If you don't want to take the risk, that's fine too. I, Zhou Wu, am willing to pay to buy fresh mushrooms, as many as you want. But I have one requirement: the quality must be guaranteed. If anyone tries to pass off inferior products as superior ones, don't blame me, Zhou Wu, for being ruthless."

"Wow~~~"

Zhou Wu's words were like a bomb dropped into the crowd, immediately causing an uproar.

"What do you mean by buying fresh mushrooms?"

"This can't be transported out either, what does Lord Zhou mean by this?"

“Son-in-law, don’t be impulsive. I know you want to help everyone, but we don’t need to lose money to gain publicity. Your money didn’t grow on trees.”

"Don't worry, father-in-law, I'll make the arrangements myself."

The father-in-law knew that Zhou Wu was only trying to find a way for Lijia Village because of him, but the villagers had differing opinions, making it difficult for him to get confirmation. On one side were his fellow villagers, and on the other was his son-in-law.

Zhou Wu decided to act decisively. He didn't want to waste his time and energy on such a small matter. He ultimately announced that his father-in-law would act as his agent, responsible for purchasing all the mushrooms in the entire village and even the surrounding area. Everyone naturally agreed to this sure-fire way to make money.

The meeting ended successfully, but Li Er looked very unhappy, still believing that his son-in-law had been wronged.