Liu Gang nodded. "Okay, let's go together then. Are you still able to handle it?"

Wang Fang quickly promised, "No problem."

Thinking of the bait she put in the trap yesterday, she said to Wang Gang, "When I passed by the trap on the mountain yesterday, I put the bait in. You can go to the mountain and see if there are any surprises today."

Liu Gang agreed, "I'll go later. I'll help you prepare those culture media first. You sit down and rest for a while."

Wang Fang is actually not tired at all.

This man, on the other hand, has been running around all morning and is still busy now, but he doesn't look tired at all.

Out of concern for her superiors, she poured him a bowl of water and said, "Brother Gangzi, drink some water."

Liu Gang took the bowl and drank it all in one gulp.

“There are pears in this?”

"Well, I picked two from the pear tree at home. They're sour and sweet, perfect for boiling in water. They have a nice flavor."

Liu Gang put down the bowl and said, "Okay, I'll make you a few every day from now on. Don't do it yourself, don't stretch yourself!"

"good."

Wang Fang couldn't just sit there, so she started working with him.

To make a culture medium, you need to put mycelium, wood chips, rice straw and other things in the container, and control the humidity at the same time.

The new culture medium can be covered with plastic film.

When men and women work together, the work is indeed not tiring.

Liu Gang looked at Wang Fang now and felt that she was really different now.

I don't know why, but I always feel like I want to glance at her, as if she is a luminous object.

Liu Gang moved the furniture in the main hall to another room, then measured the space to see how many more shelves he needed and how many culture media could be placed.

He had to buy a lot of wooden boards.

He sawed and nailed all these culture media himself.

After calculating the amount, I knew the number.

"Xiaofang, I'm going to take a look at the mountain first. You can go back early and make dinner."

"Okay, Brother Gangzi, if you see mushrooms or anything else on the mountain, dig some down. If you see a new species of mushroom, I want the mycelium in the soil."

After hearing what he said, Gangzi carried a backpack and went up.

"OK."