Song Lian'er watched helplessly as the edible and inedible mushrooms were smashed to pieces by Qiao Zhizhi's blows.
She grabbed Qiao Zhizhi's hand: "Let's hurry up and find some wild vegetables so we can make it back in time for breakfast."
Qiao Zhizhi then stopped what she was doing and saw a patch of purslane not far away, so she went over and started cutting it.
Song Lian'er looked at the wild mushrooms covering the ground and pondered in her mind.
She looked around and found puffball mushrooms and broom mushrooms, so she put them in her basket.
In no time, they had filled about half of the basket.
"Lian'er, what are you doing? This, this is poisonous fungus!" Qiao Zhizhi's scream almost pierced Song Lian'er's eardrums, and she quickly covered one ear.
“You saw that little Liang’s brother was poisoned to death, and you’re still looking for these bacteria. Are you trying to poison the whole family?”
Qiao Zhizhi was very excited. She grabbed Song Lian'er's shoulders and shook her. Her pretty little face was distorted with fear.
"Second cousin, calm down." Song Lian'er couldn't take it anymore, her voice louder than hers.
Her serious expression startled Qiao Zhizhi.
"Look closely, this isn't a mushroom, it's a type of wild vegetable."
Song Lian'er picked up the broom-shaped fungus and the puffball fungus: "One looks like a broom, and the other looks like an egg. Do they look the same as other fungi?"
Qiao Zhizhi was stunned, because in her impression, everyone had always regarded these two kinds of fungi.
After searching for a long time, she finally found a reason: "But every year, these two things grow together with poisonous fungi."
"That just happens to be around this time of year. There are so many species in the world that grow in the same season, like the purslane you just dug up. It mainly grows around this time of year. Are you going to say it's a fungus?"
Song Lian'er's words left Qiao Zhizhi speechless.
That is indeed the case.
"But nobody eats either of these."
"That's because everyone else, like you, mistook it for a poisonous mushroom." Feeling that her attitude had been a bit too harsh just now, Song Lian'er smiled at Qiao Zhizhi.
"These two things taste much better than the wild vegetables you're looking for. Let's not look for wild vegetables anymore. Let's wander around the mountain and see if we can find any bracken or something."
"Hmm." Qiao Zhizhi was half-believing and half-doubting, but she continued to walk up the mountain with Song Lian'er.
For some reason, although Song Lian'er was two years younger than her, she felt that Song Lian'er seemed to possess a kind of adult strength.
The basket already contained enough, but Song Lian'er wanted to continue browsing because she wanted to find a certain type of mushroom.
The king of mushrooms, termite mushroom.
Those green-headed mushrooms and porcini mushrooms are also delicious, but the best and freshest one has to be the termite mushroom.
The kitchen in this house is empty; she needs to find a way to fill it up.
She already had an idea.
Finally, under the cover of pine needles, Song Lian'er discovered a clump of termite mushrooms, the kind that are large and black, with very large caps when they open.
She squatted down and began picking up the goods.
Qiao Zhizhi's eyes widened again: "This, this really is a poisonous mushroom, isn't it?"
"Because it's a poisonous fungus, I'm going to dry it, grind it into powder, and sprinkle it at the base of the wall to kill rats."
Qiao Zhizhi was finally relieved.
She saw a patch of ferns above, plump and tender, very thriving, and her eyes lit up as she looked up.
It's been rainy lately, with frequent drizzles, making the soil very soft. With a gentle pull, the roots of the matsutake mushrooms come out with them.
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