"What's your backup plan? Tell me quickly, Lian'er." Qiao Zhizhi came over and sat next to Qiao Lian'er.
Qiao Lian'er: "That's termite mushroom."
Wan said, "It means that we shouldn't teach them about matsutake mushrooms."
"No, we must teach them, otherwise the villagers will say we are hiding something from them."
Da Yong: "Then what—"
Qiao Lian'er looked at everyone and said, "We will teach you openly and honestly. However, we don't need to tell them that the termite mushroom is unique and precious. Even if they find it, they will put it in the juice with other mushrooms. We will juice it separately and sell it. They can't take away our market. We can still sell it for one tael of silver per catty, just like before."
"Moreover, termite mushrooms grow on top of termite mounds. As long as the growing season is not over, after it rains, the places where termite mushrooms have grown will mostly grow again. We go to those places to find enough termite mushrooms."
“We’ve been searching for termite mushrooms for several days now. We know exactly where they are plentiful and where they are scarce.”
"So that's how it is," the Qiao family members' eyes lit up again.
Lian'er really had a good backup plan.
"Great, that's great. We need to hurry, or the villagers will pick up the termite mushrooms and mix them with other mushrooms when they're juiced, which would be a waste."
Grandma Qiao was overjoyed. Although she couldn't find as many mushrooms as she had previously imagined to earn enough money, the path that Lian'er had preserved after being discovered by the villagers was the best path for them.
Qiao Lian'er's mind raced, and another idea came to her.
However, villagers have already started coming up from below.
She whispered something to everyone, and the Qiao family all nodded in agreement, saying, "Yes, absolutely right."
Within half an hour, all sixty households sent out the smartest person in their family.
As for the Song family, everyone thought they were the smartest, so in the end they decided to let Old Lady Song take over.
Without further ado, Qiao Lian'er instructed each member of the Qiao family to take four people to identify the mushrooms.
Whoever recognizes and remembers all the mushrooms can take them to their family members to identify them.
Furthermore, Qiao Lian'er also fixed the team's structure, so that if anyone didn't know something, they could ask each other for help, and only ask her if they were really unsure.
To ensure fairness, it was stipulated that villagers could only bring their whole families up the mountain to pick mushrooms tomorrow.
The mountain was covered with the footprints of the villagers, and the sounds of voices could be heard everywhere, creating a lively atmosphere.
These hills near Datian Village have never been so lively.
Old Mrs. Song was difficult to manage, and Qiao Lian'er took the initiative to lead the team she was in.
"This is a Boletus luridus; it leaves a bluish mark when touched. This fungus is slightly poisonous and needs to be handled carefully—"
Qiao Lian'er first picked up a green tea and introduced it to the team.
"What?! It's poisonous! You little brat, you've got ulterior motives all along. You're trying to lead everyone to identify poisonous germs so we can all get our heads chopped off!" Old Mrs. Song's face changed as soon as she heard it was poisonous, and she immediately started cursing.
“Listen, she said it herself, the mushrooms are poisonous, she’s deliberately trying to harm everyone.”
The team members were also a little scared, after all, the poisonous fungus kills people every year.
"Sickle, is this fungus poisonous?" someone asked nervously.
“I believe Lian’er has her reasons for introducing this fungus to everyone, and since Lian’er said it should be handled properly, it means there won’t be any problems after handling it.” At this moment, another person spoke up firmly.
Qiao Lian'er looked at him and realized that he was Qin Bu.
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