"From Jian Pomu, he was the best military officer. The Xuanwei Desert is famous for its paintings. The traces of Yu in nine states, the merging of hundreds of counties by Qin. Taidai, the Yue Zong, the master of Zen, Yunting..."
Accompanied by the sound of children in the village reciting the Thousand-Character Classic, Zhu Wentian took his friends to pick mushrooms in the bamboo forest. In fact, he picked bamboo fungus.
We came out early in the morning and saw that at noon, we found a total of seventy bamboo fungus, large and small.
The friends were crestfallen, there were too few.
"Come back tomorrow, there won't be many last year." The little girl encouraged everyone.
"Brother Hanhan didn't ask for it last year, but he wants it this year." A boy looked unhappy.
"Don't be afraid, less, good! The price is, ah, high! Hehehehehe!"
Zhu Wentian didn't care, as long as he had it.
"Hehehehehe..." The friends laughed happily.
Everyone jumped back to the village and still had a big pot of rice.
Big pot rice saves manpower. There is no need for someone to cook in each family. Some people are responsible for cooking while others do the work.
"Hanhan, do you want to eat bamboo fungus?" The leader came forward and saw some bamboo fungus in the basket.
"No, uh... buy, other village, um! Plant." Zhu Wentian organized the vocabulary and expressed it clearly.
"Plant? Can this thing still grow? If it could grow..."
Li Chang swallowed, his eyes visibly getting bigger.
A villager standing nearby watching the excitement interjected in surprise: "Hanhan, do you know how much bamboo fungus costs?"
"Yeah! Hehe!" Zhu Wentian nodded honestly.
He had already asked it from his friend. According to the appearance and size, the expensive one costs seven cents, and the cheap one costs two cents as long as it is not broken.
"Buy, eat quickly, and then go to another village to tell us that our price is twice as high as the salesman's."
The head of the village urged a dozen people in the village who were always in contact with other villages to hurry up and don't delay.
The weather is still hot, so I still eat rice noodles and cold salad today.
Those who had a task would slurp up the rice noodles, then turn around and run to the barn.
After a while, the whole village knew that the village guard could grow bamboo fungus.
Is this a big deal? Get rich, get rich!
Where you are planting bamboo fungus, you are clearly planting money. If you plant a penny in the spring, you will get a lot of money in the autumn.
For a moment, the villagers felt that today's rice noodles were more delicious than before.
…
In the next few days, Zhu Wentian took his friends into the bamboo forest every day, and the villagers rode animals to other villages to collect bamboo fungus.
Due to the drought, everyone was worried and busy and had no intention of entering the bamboo forest.
I heard that the village guards of Xiaqiu Village wanted to eat bamboo fungus, and the village charged a huge price for it. They secretly cursed the prodigal while happily looking for bamboo fungus.
The weather continues to be dry and food prices are rising.
In the past, it was about 230 to 250 fen per stone, but now it is 250 to 280 fen per stone.
If the drought continues, one month before the rice harvest, the price will definitely exceed 300 coins and one stone, and everyone's food reserves will be at the bottom.
Li Zhixian and others arrived in the evening, all worried.
While the food was being cooked in the village, but before it was eaten, the villagers helped the villagers to carve out two acres of land next to the mountain temple.
Zhu Wentian required a lot of things to be prepared, fermented first, and then inoculated with bacteria.
Those two acres had to be covered with peat and then shaded.
Dictyophora makes money, but it’s troublesome to grow.
Zhu Wentian currently does not expect to produce 80 to 100 kilograms of dried bamboo fungus per acre, so he can halve the amount.
That way, after he selects the fungus and grows it, he will be able to sell a lot of bamboo fungus in two years.
Two years feels like a long time, but if you don’t plant it, it will never happen.
They in Lizhi County didn't know that trouble was going to happen again in Xiaqiu Village. They looked over from other villages along the way to see the drought situation.
I wasted time on the road and planned to stay in Xiaqiu Village at night. It was hot and a shack was enough.
"Everyone, you are here just in time. Sit down and have a rest. Have a drink of water and eat immediately."
The head of the house greeted him with a smile. He was so busy with travels that he had suffered a lot on the way here.
There were still ten people coming, and they were not polite. They washed their faces first, and the horses were led away.
The headmaster brought herbal tea, half a bowl for each person, and they drank it before eating.
"The water is delicious. Only when we came to your village did we feel slightly better."
Li Zhixian took a sip of herbal tea and sniffed again. It smelled like chicken.
Other villages on the road have switched to eating two meals a day, and Xiaqiu Village still eats meat!
"Yichang, can't you finish the chicken in your village?" The county magistrate also knew about chicken stew.
"The chickens I bought hatched out a lot of chicks. There won't be many chickens until this winter. Today I'm going to eat roosters and stew water chestnuts."
The village chief happily introduced that there are several ways to hatch chicks, including the fire kang built in the village.
The most difficult part is how to let the hen bring up the chicks. What the hen brings is given to the hen.
All the chicks that are not taken by the hens are kept in cages and artificially fed. They grow quickly and are eaten when they grow up.
When everyone was almost resting, the food was served, and there were two more dishes on the main table, scrambled eggs with leeks, and salty dried tofu mixed with cucumber strips.
The chief continued to take out the wine and pour it. The other party was tired and drank slowly.
Li Zhixian took a sip of wine: "Feng Gui from Xihe Village wanted to stay with me while we waited for food and accommodation, but we didn't dare to eat there."
The government officials at the table next to them all nodded. Yes, even if there is a disaster, the officials still eat other people's food?
The director gave Hanhan a piece of chicken and said, "You should come to our village. Let's drink slowly and ask people to tidy up the house and put it on with new bedding."
"It's better to grow up, just have a shack." The chief clerk advised, don't bother people, it's not worth staying for one night with new bedding.
"Drink first." The captain held the wine cup and finally made his decision.
Zhu Wentian finished eating first and went back to the temple to sleep.
This year, the village made a new mosquito net for him. Before last year, none of the villagers had one, and only he had one.
This year the village has money, and every family makes mosquito nets and replaces his with new ones.
The old ones were thrown into the sacrificial hall, just in case he suddenly wanted to sleep somewhere else in the middle of the night so that he wouldn't be bitten by mosquitoes.
After the people in the county had eaten and drank enough, they were arranged into rooms with the windows open to cool off and slept under mosquito nets.
The four officials had new bedding and the yamen servants had old bedding, so they had no problem with it.
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At dawn the next day, the big pot of rice in the village was ready.
Tofu curd, stewed with diced bacon, cucumber and eggs, buns stuffed with leek and egg, and pickles.
After the officials finished washing and saw breakfast, they were speechless again.
Calculating the time, we must eat three meals.
Does your village still have money from rock candy? Don’t you know how to save some emergency supplies?
"You should grow up! Money must be spent sparingly."
Li Zhixian kindly advised him, although he also likes to eat meat and steamed buns.
The village chief was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Thank you so much, Li Zhixian, didn't the village just harvest rapeseed and ramie?"
"Yes, I forgot, but there are more than 300 large livestock in the wasteland.
Eat, we don’t grow wheat locally, people who have never eaten pasta are still not used to it.
Whether it is served with braised tofu or braised tofu, the same sentence still applies. If you eat it in your village, I can tolerate it in my conscience. Hahaha……"
He laughs, and the others laugh too.
"Hehehehehe!" Zhu Wentian cooperated. A fool should laugh when he sees others laughing.
"Look, the village guard of your village agrees." Li Zhixian liked the fool and did not make trouble, so he dealt with it neatly.
So Zhu Wentian smiled at him alone to express his gratitude.
After breakfast, the village chief took them to look at the well. There was a drought, and the officials were concerned about the water problem.
"Well cart?" Li Zhixian was well-informed and recognized it at a glance. The donkey was spinning there.
"The water level dropped a bit, but luckily we dug deep at that time."
The head of the district discovered that the county magistrate was better than him.
