The noisy courtyard suddenly became much quieter.
"It's finally over. My throat is so hoarse. I'm so old, and I'm still giving lectures to people like this." Old Mrs. Qiao sighed. "They're all like living devils."
Qiao Lian'er understood what Old Lady Qiao meant. Today, the villagers had discovered that they were selling mushrooms. If they didn't teach everyone properly and show sincerity, they would have no way to live in the village in the future.
In rural areas, the collective clan culture can be deadly.
Today, everyone is not physically tired, but mentally exhausted. Some villagers are so clueless that we have to explain it to them again and again and have them identify the bacteria repeatedly before they can recognize them.
However, in order to avoid everyone having to admit their mistakes later, we have to be patient.
So, Mrs. Feng was more generous with her cooking. She stir-fried a large plate of celery and lean pork, stir-fried bracken with twice-cooked pork, and boiled the four catties of chicken mushrooms she had found on the mountain that day into a soup. She also braised the three catties of spare ribs that Qiao Lian'er had bought from town that morning, and fried a plate of smoked perch that Qin Bu had sent. She also served two vegetarian dishes, some cold and some spicy, and the whole family sat down to eat.
Mrs. Feng's cooking skills are the best in the family. Whether it's knife skills or cooking techniques, she has many tricks up her sleeve. Eating her food is a real treat.
The Qiao family looks forward to the eldest son cooking the most.
"I taught your sister-in-law and aunt their cooking skills. If the family can't make ends meet, they can go to town and work as chefs at a restaurant," said Old Mrs. Qiao.
Madam Lü said, "Yes, it seems that your cooking skills only became this good two years ago. The food you made before was also delicious, but it wasn't as good as this."
Qiao Xi'er covered her mouth and laughed, "So Grandma had this plan all along."
Qiao Lao Er suddenly realized, "Father wanted us to go up the mountain to become bandits, and Mother wanted my sister-in-law to go to town to be a cook. It turns out they had planned this all along."
Everyone couldn't help but laugh. Old Mrs. Qiao rolled her eyes at Qiao Er and said, "Life is better now. If this were before, it would have been so heartbreaking to say something like this."
Old Man Qiao waved his hand and said, "Let's not talk about that. Let's review where the termite mushrooms are. Tomorrow, everyone will go out and look for them separately. Let's not let the villagers pick them all."
It drizzled a little at dusk just now; hopefully it will help.
Then everyone started a lively discussion.
After finishing her meal, Qiao Lian'er lay on the bed and used her mind to open her farm space.
Because she suddenly realized something: she had money in her hands.
On the blackboard next to the farm, the exchange details were written: one tael of silver was equivalent to one thousand coins, which is the same as one thousand dollars in modern society.
One dollar can be exchanged for ten gold coins.
Qiao Lian'er generously deposited one tael of silver into the account and received ten thousand gold coins in return.
Then came expanding the land, upgrading the soil, and buying several kinds of seeds to plant. The 10,000 gold coins were quickly spent.
Qiao Lian'er was still a little pained. It was too uneconomical to use real money to buy gold coins. On the contrary, the things grown inside could be exchanged for a lot of gold coins, which could be accumulated for upgrades.
But this is just the beginning. Having a better starting line will eventually make things go faster.
With the land upgraded, the amount of divine rune water increased significantly. The cup disappeared, and the faucet no longer dripped water drop by drop, but instead formed a tiny stream that flowed into the sink and slowly spread out.
We can only earn money from mushrooms for a limited time each year; after that, we'll have to rely on this space.
Early the next morning, Zhao Lizheng gathered the villagers together. Before going up the mountain to find mushrooms, they had to draw lots to decide which families would go where to sell their mushrooms.
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