Chapter 44: It's all your fault, you'll have to pay the ransom (1/2)



At this moment, Grandma Qiao felt a sense of familiarity when she looked at these mushrooms that everyone usually avoided.

Actually, I've seen these mushrooms countless times on the mountain, and quite a few of them grow there.

It's really no problem; building a house here won't be a dream anymore.

Qiao Lian'er picked up a little of each kind. It would be too much trouble to stir-fry each kind separately. Stir-frying them together would allow others to eat what one person couldn't, which would also prove whether they were poisonous or not.

I saw her put the mushrooms into the pot to cook first.

"Lian'er, didn't you say you were going to stir-fry it? Why did you boil it?" Qiao Yunni asked when she saw it.

Qiao Lian'er knew that if she said some fungi were slightly poisonous, it might frighten the Qiao family.

"That's right, Mom. Cook it once first, and it will taste smoother and better. Otherwise, it will be a bit astringent."

After the water had been boiling for a while, Qiao Lian'er used a slotted spoon to scoop out the mushrooms, put them in cold water to cool them down, drained them, and sliced ​​them.

I smashed some garlic cloves, put oil in the pan, added the garlic, then the mushrooms, and a handful of garlic sprouts.

Adding garlic when stir-frying mushrooms is for detoxification.

An enticing aroma wafted from the kitchen and lingered in the yard, drawing in everyone in the house, who sniffed the air, eager to inhale it to their heart's content.

When it's almost done, sprinkle in salt, stir-fry evenly, and it's ready to serve—a whole big plateful.

Qiao Lian'er turned to the Qiao family members who were craning their necks and smiled.

"Come in and have a taste."

There was originally an earthen stove in the yard, but now a broken iron pot is placed on top of it, and pig feed is being cooked.

While stirring the pig feed in the iron pot with a wooden spoon, Old Mrs. Qiao spoke with a stern face.

“It’s not mealtime yet, the food isn’t on the table, let’s see who dares to lay a hand on us. We Qiao family members can’t be so unruly.”

Qiao Xiaomeng had just lifted his foot to rush into the kitchen when one of his legs froze in mid-air, and he awkwardly put it down.

Lady Lü took over the work from Qiao Lian'er, making a dish of stir-fried bracken with lean pork, a bowl of egg drop soup, and a plate of stir-fried bitter melon.

Not all of the Qiao family members were home at noon, so the dishes were more than enough to fill them up.

Without prior arrangement, everyone reached for the plate of mushrooms with their chopsticks.

After taking a bite, everyone paused for a moment, then their eyes began to sparkle.

It seems like another door has been unlocked—

It has the same crisp, smooth, tender and fresh texture as termite mushrooms, but with a different aroma. Although it can't compare to the top-grade termite mushrooms, it's still quite delicious.

"Delicious, Lian'er, how much should we price this after frying it?" Old Man Qiao asked.

Qiao Lian'er said, "It can't compare to matsutake mushrooms. It definitely won't sell for one tael of silver per catty. But as for how much, it's hard to say right now. Let the Han family set the price."

"Although it won't sell for more than an ounce, there are plenty of these mushrooms on the mountain, and with a large quantity available, it might be more profitable than termite mushrooms," Qiao Xiaomeng said.

Thinking of the abundance of mushrooms covering the mountains and fields, Old Mrs. Qiao thought to herself, "I don't need to worry about this family having nowhere to live."

By the end, there wasn't a single mushroom left on the plate, except for some lean meat.

Everyone was both amused and exasperated. Just a few days ago, they were craving meat so badly, but now they had leftovers. These mushrooms must be incredibly delicious!

Qiao Lian'er left a little egg drop soup, soaked rice in it, and took it out for Da Shun to eat.

Da Shun barked excitedly twice, then buried his head, raised his tail, and began to eat voraciously.

Slurping and slurping, the egg drop soup with rice smelled so good it almost brought tears to the puppy's eyes.

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