Transmigrated Little Farm Girl Bringing Great Fortune

Dusk fell.

A gentle summer breeze is blowing.

A tall, imposing horse is ahead.

Aunt Xiuxiu rode Jiang Xiaohei ahead of them.

Because she needed to rush back to cook.

Two large white geese, one tied to each side, were flapping their wings at her feet.

The elder brother drove the carriage slowly behind.

Jiang Miaomiao nestled in her mother's arms, sucking on a milk tablet.

Where her mother is, she's a well-behaved and adorable baby...

Jiang Zifeng sniffed and said slowly, "Mom, did my little sister poop on herself?"

Jiang Miaomiao "..."

My brother must have a bad nose.

She rarely poops in her pants, and now that she's older, she's even less likely to.

Both she and her mother smelled sour and foul, so why is only she being singled out?

Moreover, this pickled bamboo shoot clearly smells like rotten eggs, not like poop!

The little toddler rolled his eyes at his older brother, "Stinky brother... I don't smell... you smell."

Lu Qingyao looked at her little girl who was pouting, leaned closer to sniff her, and smiled with her eyes crinkling, "Miaomiao doesn't smell bad, Miaomiao smells nice."

The second brother clutched his stomach and laughed, circling his finger around the baby's little tuft of hair.

She echoed her mother, "Yes, little sister doesn't smell bad, little sister is a fragrant little sister."

Jiang Miaomiao touched her even crooked little bun, pouting her little mouth in a cute but fierce way, "Hmph...don't touch it...Mommy tied it..."

"Hahaha..." Jiang Ziyan laughed even louder, her laughter echoing in the wind.

Jiang Zifeng looked bewildered.

Didn't your sister poop on herself?

Why then did waves of sour, foul odor drift into his nose on the wind?

Jiang Miaomiao lifted her sleeve and sniffed it, then looked up at her mother, "Stinky...Mommy...take a bath."

Lu Qingyao understood and gave her a quick kiss on the little head.

"Miaomiao doesn't smell bad, she smells nice. How about we wash her tomorrow?"

Even though it's summer and not cold, there are still a lot of mosquitoes. If I get bitten, I'll get little welts.

You might catch a cold if you're not careful.

An elderly person in the village died after catching a cold from being caught in the rain.

Xiao Miaomiao thought for a moment and then nodded obediently.

She also doesn't like to take a shower at night.

Even with two lamps lit, it was still pitch black. Besides, the mosquitoes in the small mountain village were both poisonous and large.

Although my mother made mugwort incense to repel mosquitoes, it was still not as effective as modern mosquito coils.

Then she heard her mother ask her, "Miaomiao, what do you want to eat later? Do you want braised goose in an iron pot or chicken stew with mushrooms? You can only choose one!"

In hot weather, food that isn't cooked and eaten will easily spoil.

The little baby blinked, as if asking if she should choose.

Then she chose, "Chicken...Termitomyces..."

She wants to drink chicken soup with matsutake mushrooms and also eat chicken legs; it must smell delicious.

"Tomorrow... goose-shaped cake."

We can have the braised goose in an iron pot tomorrow, but that seems a bit extravagant.

Eating meat every day has made me so round.

Jiang Miaomiao heard her older brother swallow, and felt that he seemed to have recovered.

"Okay, we'll have goose tomorrow." Lu Qingyao looked at her little girl with tender eyes.

She was content as long as she had a daughter and a son by her side, and her family was well-fed, clothed, harmonious, and peaceful.

Speaking of the ingredients for stewed chicken.

Jiang Miaomiao remembered something that was extremely rare and uncommon in ancient times.

The bamboo forest in Qing Shi Town should have been the largest.

But today, she walked around the house with her mother, inside and out, and surprisingly, no one picked any to sell.

This rare substance is bamboo fungus.

It is said that in ancient times, these were tribute items, delicacies that only the emperor and his concubines in the palace could enjoy.

Bamboo fungus grows in bamboo forests. The fungus parasitizes the roots of dead bamboo and grows by absorbing nutrients from the roots and dead bamboo leaves.

Although the output is low, it's impossible for it to be nonexistent.

After all, Qingshi Town has so many bamboo forests, and its environment, climate, and geographical location are all ideal for bamboo fungus production.

Could it be that people at that time had no idea that bamboo fungus was edible, or that it was only reserved for royalty and nobility?

But my mother was once a noblewoman; you should have heard of her.

Jiang Miaomiao stretched out her chubby little hand and tugged at her mother's finger.

Blinking her big eyes, she said, "Mother... pick... bamboo fungus..."

"Bamboo fungus..."

Lu Qingyao took her small hand in her own and rubbed it, looking completely bewildered.

You have to guess what your little girl is saying.

"Bamboo shoots?"

Seeing the little one shake his head, he asked again, "Is Miaomiao talking about bamboo fungus?"

Xiao Miaomiao nodded her head like a rattle drum, repeating, "Bamboo fungus... bamboo fungus."

Then she saw her brother and mother looking at her with blank expressions.

The older brother asked, "What is this 'bamboo grandson' that my sister mentioned?"

"Bamboo's grandson?"

The second brother blurted it out without thinking, and then he laughed at himself.

The whole family loves to tease the eldest brother; he's so adorably silly.

Jiang Miaomiao, "..."

She was now absolutely certain that people at that time didn't know about bamboo fungus, nor did they know it was edible.

After all, mushrooms and other delicacies only grow in southern regions.

Bamboo fungus only grows in bamboo forests in southern regions, and has more stringent requirements for the environment and soil.

Production is extremely limited.

Furthermore, it is not surprising that it is unknown to most people because of its unique growth habits.

Jiang Miaomiao decided to wait until her brothers had their days off.

Ask them to take you up the mountain.

When I got home, Aunt Xiuxiu had already started stewing the mushrooms and chicken.

The pot was bubbling and steaming, with steam rising from it.

First, cook the chicken. Once the chicken is cooked, add the matsutake mushrooms. After all, matsutake mushrooms can be eaten raw, so there's no need to overcook them.

Sprinkle some wild scallion flowers on top before serving.

It becomes a bowl of fragrant and rare mountain delicacies.

This thing only grows in the south and is only available in summer.

Therefore, it was regarded as a precious ingredient and was often presented to the royal family by local officials. Some emperors even imitated the imperial concubine's smile and sent lychees by horseback for thousands of miles.

He ordered swift cavalry to transport matsutake mushrooms from the south to the capital for the emperor's enjoyment.

Only the emperor's favorite concubines, sons, or ministers could receive even a small reward.

Therefore, farmers almost never eat the harvest themselves; they sell it all.

The price is many times higher than that of bamboo shoots.

I don't know how much my mother sells for, but I heard that she buys large, unopened chicken feet for two hundred coins a pound.

The price is the same as buying it individually outside.

That's equivalent to two or three days' worth of daily harvest for an average farming family.

But picking these termite mushrooms depends on both luck and experience; they're not so easy to find.

Termitomyces mushrooms have their own nests, where they coexist with termites.

The growing environment must not be damaged during harvesting, and the original state must be restored after harvesting.

If you're lucky, you can pick termite mushrooms again in the same season and location next year.

My mother was a conscientious businesswoman; she never bought matsutake mushrooms from farmers at a low price.

Because if she sells it and uses it as food, its value is immeasurable.

Therefore, after harvesting the termite mushrooms, the farmers don't go anywhere else, but go directly to the Lu family mansion in Qingshi Town, which saves them time and effort.

Jiang Miaomiao ate her fill, her face covered in oil.

Although it is often eaten in modern times.

In ancient times, this was a tribute item.

What the emperor ate...

If termite mushrooms are already this expensive, one can only imagine how expensive bamboo fungus would be.

This is a sign of wealth!

The little baby got excited just thinking about it.

then.

Three days later.

After the rain, the sky clears up.

Finally, the opportunity has arrived.

My mother got up very early and went out.

Aunt Xiuxiu went hunting in the mountains, leaving the three of them and Jiang Xiaobai to stay home and guard the house.

After finishing her rice porridge, Jiang Miaomiao stuffed dried goat milk, dried fruit, and candied fruit into her cloth bag.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Zifeng and Jiang Ziyan exchanged a glance.

"Miaomiao, where do you want to go? I'll take you." The older brother picked her up in his arms.

Jiang Miaomiao pointed to the woods behind the house, "Looking for Auntie... Shanshan... picking mushrooms..."

Jiang Zifeng was bewildered and went to her aunt Shanshan to pick mushrooms...

What is this?

Xiao Miaomiao: "..."

Why is it so difficult to speak?

Seeing that his brothers didn't react, he walked to the wooden bucket and pointed to the termite mushrooms stuck in the soil.

"Brother... let's go up the mountain... to pick mushrooms..."

The little baby blinked as he looked at his two older brothers.

understand?

Jiang Ziyan slapped his forehead and realized he understood!

"Your little sister wants to go up the mountain to pick mushrooms, right?"

The little baby nodded quickly, pulling his older brother's hand, "Yes, yes... picking mushrooms..."