Chapter 576 Chapter 577: Bad Morality

"I seemed to hear you calling me. You ran back without even cleaning out the beehive." Zhou Huaian walked towards her with a smile.

There he found a beehive hidden in a tree hole. He was about to come back to get a machete to split the dead tree and get the honey when he heard her shouting.

Yang Chunyan pointed to the top of her head and looked at him proudly, "Look, was this trip worth it today?"

Zhou Huaian looked up and couldn't help but burst out in surprise when he saw the Coriolus fungi above his head, "Fuck! This one weighs at least three pounds!"

He said he walked forward a few steps, looked around, and saw the two mulberry yellows. His mouth was so happy that it stretched to the back of his ears. "Oh my god, she is worthy of being my wife. Her luck is unbeatable!"

Yang Chunyan smiled and glanced at him, "What a bad behavior! Every time you praise others, you never forget to praise yourself!"

"Haha!" Zhou Huaian came forward and kissed her, "Of course! Who wouldn't praise me for having a good eye for finding a wife who brings good fortune to her husband!"

"I don't want to bother with you!" Yang Chunyan slapped him in annoyance, "Hurry up and get these two down. There are a few more mulberry trees over there. Let me see if there are any more."

"Okay! Just leave it to your man!" Zhou Huaian picked up the bamboo pole on the ground and started harvesting.

Yang Chunyan searched the trees one by one with a machete in hand. Among the remaining dozen or so mulberry trees, she only found three small flowers on one, each weighing about 700 to 800 grams.

When it is broken off, one side looks like golden velvet with gold edges, while the other side looks like old tree bark with moss growing on it.

To say they are small is only smaller than the two flowers just now. They are heavier than the ones Zhou Huaian collected from Baicaoping last time, so it can be considered a small fortune.

This job of mountain hunting is really half luck, and half vision and experience, otherwise how could one find such good Coriolus polygoni multiflori today.

When she was walking back, she saw another tree with two flowers that were only half the size of a dipping saucer, so she left them there without picking them.

When Zhou Huaian returned to harvesting mulberry, he took down the small one and said, "Look, I found three more. There are still two small nests left."

"Great!" Zhou Huaian gave her a thumbs up and rubbed his wrist, saying, "It's hard to use force standing here. The branch is a bit thin, so I dare not climb up to get it. I'm also afraid of damaging the Coriolus versicolor with the sickle. I cut back and forth for a long time before I got it down. My hands are sore."

Yang Chunyan looked at the Coriolus fusca he had placed aside, put down the three flowers in her hand, picked one up and weighed it, "Huai'an, this one weighs at least two kilograms."

They have never seen such a big Coriolus versicolor!

Zhou Huaian nodded happily, "These are all large quantities of goods. Take them back and store them in the wine cellar. When the price goes up, sell them later!"

“The ones collected at home, plus the ones picked this time, must be about twelve or thirteen kilograms, right?” Yang Chunyan felt excited when she thought about the price of wild mulberry wood in the future.

Unfortunately, there are no vacuum packaging bags or freezers these days, so I can't store it until then. But according to the current trend, if I keep it for half a year and then sell it, the price should be doubled.

Zhou Huaian cut off the remaining large flower, and the two of them weighed it and felt that three pounds would be no less than no less.

Yang Chunyan estimated that the quality of these two large quantities of flowers was such that they could be sold as top grade without any problems.

"Haha!" Zhou Huaian picked up two Coriolus grandis, "An Yi, this trip is so relaxing!"

Of course it was comfortable. I earned almost two years’ salary of others in this trip.

Yang Chunyan glared at him in reproach and, as she passed the pile of rocks, she nipped him in the bud and said, "There's a nest of wild bees here!"

Zhou Huaian took a look and said, "It's true!" He also nagged her and said, "Wife, I didn't expect there was a treasure hidden behind this piece of comfrey!"

Yang Chunyan said with a smile: "Yes! If you hadn't wanted to find the little bee, we wouldn't have found it. I'll go back and make you something delicious."

"I don't eat delicious food, I think..." Zhou Huaian said and looked at her, "Wife, you know, do you agree tonight?"

"Get lost~" Yang Chunyan kicked him, "I don't know where you learned all these dirty things from."

"Hiss~" Zhou Huaian raised his leg that was kicked and rubbed the other leg a few times, "I read it in a book. Others dare to write it, so why can't I give it a try..."

"I don't want to pay attention to you, go and dig out the beehive!" Yang Chunyan put the mulberry fungus in the backpack, helped to take down the wooden barrel hanging on the backpack, brought it to the pile of stones, and took a bee hat and walked over.

"Is the beehive in the cracks of the rocks?"

"How can a beehive be built in such a narrow crack in the stone?" Zhou Huaian held a moxa stick in one hand and pointed at the stone bag with the other. "Look, the beehive is built under the stone."

Yang Chunyan took a look and saw bees flying out of the hive. "You clean out the hive, and I'll go collect the broken bones on the rocks."

Zhou Huaian took a look and warned, "Be careful with Lao Suo, hit him with a bamboo pole first."

"Hmm!" Yang Chunyan pulled up a piece of Drynaria fortunei and picked up a bunch of them.

Under the pile of stones, Zhou Huaian drove away the bees in the hive, then dug up the stones and mud underneath, and the entrance to the cave gradually appeared.

He leaned in to take a look, and thought there was nothing to be found, but to his surprise there were seven or eight rows of honey hanging upside down inside. Judging from the color of the hive, it should be a new hive made by the newly moved in little bees.

Zhou Huaian put on gloves and cut down two rows of honey combs. Although they were new beehives, it was the season when flowers and trees were flourishing, so the two rows of honey combs were all closed honey.

This time he cut six rows of honeycombs and left only one row for the little bees. Seeing that there was no space to expand the hole, he sealed the entrance again.

Zhou Huaian returned to the basket with the honey and saw Yang Chunyan sorting the bone-breaking worms. "Yan'er, how about we go together and take out the beehive hidden in the dead tree stump and then go home?"

Yang Chunyan looked at the time and said, "It's almost eleven o'clock. Let's go get it and go home."

The two men carried baskets on their backs and came to the old tree stump. After Zhou Huaian smoked away the bees, he cut along the edge with a machete.

Although the tree had been dead for a long time, the stump underneath was still very solid. The two of them worked together for more than half an hour to finally split the hole.

I saw four rows of long and flat honeycombs and one short row, and several rows of honeycombs were crowded together.

Zhou Huaian cut it off carefully and saw that the cap of the yellowish-brown honey comb was smooth and it was all old honey.

He put the honeycomb into the honey bucket, "This nest of honey is several times better than the previous one."

Yang Chunyan saw that the color of the honeycomb in the bucket was obviously much lighter, "It looks like it."

Zhou Huaian left the small ones and cut off the big ones. "Go pick up some stones and I'll block the beehive back."

Yang Chunyan looked at the broken tree and said, "It's not specified here, how can we plug the broken part?"

Zhou Huaian smiled and said, "It's very simple. Just stuff it back with stones and wood chips, peel off some tree bark to cover it, and then put a big stone on top."

"Okay! It's right to listen to the master!"

The couple spent a while, one looking for stones while the other peeled bark, to repair the beehive.

Yang Chunyan handed him a wet towel and said, "Wipe your hands, eat and we'll leave."

Zhou Huaian smiled and asked, "What delicious food did you bring this time?"

"Rice ball!" Yang Chunyan took out a lunch box and handed it to him, smiling, "I steamed glutinous rice, fried sea eggs, salted vegetables, and tore some bacon to wrap it."

"It looks so comfortable!" Zhou Huaian picked up a piece and took a big bite. "Eating glutinous rice like this tastes good!"

“Hmm!” Yang Chunyan also took a bite. She learned how to make it from a short video she had watched before, but other people wrapped it with meat floss, while she wrapped it with bacon.

But she felt that it tasted better than the one wrapped in meat floss before.

Zhou Huaian ate two of the three glutinous rice balls and felt that his stomach couldn't be fuller. He drank two sips of water, and then the couple packed up their belongings, picked up their backpacks and walked back.

Yang Chunyan felt her chest swelling. "Little Jiu'er had already finished the milk I left. I don't know if he cried when I fed him the milk."

"Don't worry about him! The little thing is getting more and more naughty. He sticks to you all day long and doesn't even want my mom and grandpa." Zhou Huaian said as he pulled the shoulder strap and climbed up with the help of the medicine hoe.

It was already past four o'clock when they got home.

Seeing that the two were exhausted and out of breath, Zhou's mother hurriedly put Xiao Jiuer in the cradle and boiled hot water for them to wash their faces.

She smiled and said to Yang Chunyan: "Your little rascal is much harder to take care of than the older ones. I feed him milk, and he takes a few sips and looks at the bottle, and then takes a few sips and looks at it again.

He pouted his lips, just like when Jiaming had no milk and had to drink rice soup, which made his aunt laugh.

"He is becoming more and more picky. He won't be happy when I feed him milk." Yang Chunyan's clothes were already soaked with milk. She quickly washed her hands, wiped her body, and picked up the little one who was crying loudly in the cradle.

Zhou Huaian collected the Coriolus versicolor and put it in the wine cellar, and took out the flowers of the tree and the Millettia reticulata, "Mom, get a basin to soak them and wash them later."

"Tree flowers!" Zhou's mother took some out and looked at them. "I'll pour them into a pot. When they're done, remember to add some alkali and boil them for a while longer."

"I know!" Yang Chunyan pointed at the chicken blood vine flower, "Mom, this thing can promote blood circulation. Third sister-in-law can't eat it. Send a net bag to the eldest and second sisters-in-law. Wash it and make fried eggs and pancakes with it. They are delicious."

Mother Zhou smiled and said, "I haven't eaten it for a long time. In the past, we would rush to pick it, wash it, dry it, and put it away. When there was a shortage of food, we would add it to cornmeal as a snack. We also ate tree flowers."

Yang Chunyan smiled and nodded, "Now that we have distributed food to each household, we don't have to worry about having no food to eat in the future."

"Yes, not only do we not have to worry about food shortage, but we can also eat in different ways!" Zhou's mother happily carried the tree flowers to the backyard.

Just then, Zhou Huaishan came in with a bucket, "I'll go cast two nets and bring you some fish."

"What fish?" Zhou Huaian came out wearing a cotton vest.

"Two grass carps and a few crucian carps." Zhou Huaishan said, "I'm going to buy some tofu from Aunt San to cook some fish. Do you want some?"

"Yes! Buy me two kilograms." Zhou Huaian went to the kitchen and took out a porcelain jar, "Fill it up."

After Aunt Zhou's family started grinding tofu and selling it, it became much more convenient for everyone to eat tofu pudding. If they didn't want to cook, they could go to her house and weigh two pounds of tofu pudding, and have a meal for only 20 cents.

The only downside is that you have to cook more rice, as tofu pudding goes too well with rice.

(End of this chapter)