Chapter 228: Teacher, how is your search going?
She was about to return the same way when a flash of white unexpectedly caught her eye. When she looked down, Sang Yu couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"I cannot see the true face of Mount Lu because I am in the mountain, and a leaf blocks my view."
She kept looking up at the tree trunks and crowns, but ignored the area at the base of the birch tree covered with fallen leaves, which was clearly the area with the most suitable humidity and temperature.
If she hadn't bent down to pick up fallen leaves and accidentally stepped on a dead branch that lifted up the fallen leaves covering the bottom of the tree, she would have returned empty-handed from a treasure trove.
Afraid that there might be some unknown snakes, insects, rats or ants hidden in the rotten leaves, Sang Yu picked up his wooden stick and picked away all the leaves covering the white fungus.
A cluster of white fungus with semi-transparent milky white edges and a slightly light yellow core suddenly appeared in front of her.
The edges of the cluster of white fungus grew wildly outward like a blooming peony, but the bottom was tightly attached to the birch tree trunk.
It's not that it doesn't have time to grow, but that it is fully nurturing this plant's growth, waiting for it to mature and then gradually spread to the entire trunk.
Taking out the dagger he had asked from Sang Yongjing from his waist, Sang Yu gently cut off the entire ear fungus along the base of the ear, leaving only the orange-yellow ear root.
Fresh Tremella has a special fragrance and will tremble slightly when held in your hand.
The remaining ear roots will continue to grow, and if you come back after a period of time, you can pick them again.
However, what Sang Yu wanted was not to pick a few wild white fungus every once in a while, what she wanted was the orange-yellow ear roots.
The fresh white fungus, which was a circle bigger than her palm, could only serve as a foil.
Use the tip of the dagger to cut around the base of the ear and remove it along with the bark.
Gently weighing the earlobe in her hand, Sang Yu raised the corners of her lips and happily returned along the same path.
She had just walked halfway when she met a father and son who came to look for her because they saw that she had not returned for a long time.
Seeing the fresh Tremella in her hand, Sang Yongjing opened his mouth wide: "Tream, Tremella?!"
He rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and when he looked again, it was still Silver Ear. He immediately looked at Sang Yu with a surprised look as if he had seen a miracle happen.
Yu'er said she wanted to find Tremella fuciformis, and she really found it. I'm afraid she must be God's illegitimate daughter.
No, bah, bah, bah, why should he give his own daughter to God.
"Well, Dad, you hold it first. Where is my little basket?" Sang Yu stretched his neck to look behind them, but found that they were not carrying bamboo baskets.
"I stayed at the edge of the swamp. I was afraid that coming to look for you would delay things." Sang Xingjia explained.
He was also surprised that Sang Yu could find the Tremella so easily, but he was more curious about whether this Tremella would be enough?
"Little sister, is this one white fungus enough to make that rock sugar snow pear?"
Sang Yu led the way with a stick in hand, answering, "That's definitely not enough. When we get back, I'll teach you how to grow Tremella fuciformis yourself."
Well, actually this is also a way to make money. The price of Tremella fuciformis on the market is very high, and many people in small places have never even seen it once.
If she could grow Tremella in large quantities and sell it all over the country through caravans, the profits would be...
"Little sister, be careful." Sang Xingjia was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and pulled Sang Yu back when she almost hit her head against the tree.
"What are you thinking about? You can't even see a tree this big?"
Sang Yu smiled awkwardly and touched her nose. She was thinking about how to make her business bigger and stronger by selling Tremella fuciformis and create new glory. How could she pay attention to whether it was a tree or not?
It is true that Tremella can make money, and it is not a small amount of money, but there is also a big problem. It is still the same old problem: where can you find a backer?
You wouldn't think that merchants are only responsible for receiving goods and are not curious about the source of the goods. Merchants doing business domestically are better off. They are subject to laws and local gentry and are unlikely to commit murder and robbery.
But for those caravans that go to small border countries to trade, it is okay if the profits are meager and can remain stable in the long run. But once they find that this business can bring thousands or even hundreds of times the profits, who can resist taking action?
Merchants value profit, and this has never been an empty statement. As long as the profit is enough, they can even sell their souls.
Sang Yu suddenly thought of someone, Shen Wenfu. Perhaps he could provide her with some help? Because she had saved his daughter and grandson.
No, it's not possible.
As soon as she thought of him, Sang Yu directly rejected the idea.
Asking for help right after saving someone seems too purposeful, as if he saved the person just for this reason.
And if she cooperates with Shen Wenfu, how will the profits be divided? Will he take the lion's share or will she? Should she give a share to the people behind him?
Once he is involved, the problem will become even more complicated.
After all, these days, if you have no power and no influence, even if you hold a treasure in your hand, you dare not take it out to exchange for money, because no one knows whether you will still be alive the next day after you take it out.
When will her elder brother be able to pass the imperial examination and become her big supporter?
Thinking of this, Sang Yu tilted his head and looked up and down at Sang Xingjia.
He is sixteen years old this year. Although he is not very well-liked in the Sang family, he has always been well-fed and well-fed, and has not missed out on anything that other family members should have.
Now that he has a balanced diet and timely nutrition supplements, he has started to grow taller. He was only half a head taller than her before, but now he is a whole head taller.
Sang Yu tried to stand on tiptoe, hoping to increase her height in this way, but unfortunately no matter how she stood on tiptoe, it was of no use.
"Brother, how's your search for the teacher I asked you to find going?"
Since she couldn't compare in height, she could only urge him to do his studies.
This question touched a sore spot for Sang Xingjia. Under Sang Yu's pressure, he would spend an hour every day in Shangcun.
But when he got there, he just stayed there and had no intention of taking the initiative to look for the teacher.
He avoided Sang Yu's gaze with a guilty look, smiled wryly and said, "Fortunately, we are in contact."
Upon hearing this, Sang Yu became interested: "Oh? Who is it? I'll go find out what kind of person he is."
"Ahem, this, this is not necessary." Sang Xingjia felt more and more guilty. There was no such person at all, so where could he go to inquire about him?
"Hey, big brother, you don't understand. You have to find out more about this. Otherwise, if you really become an official in the future, what will you do if someone takes advantage of the fact that they taught you for a period of time and considers themselves your teacher and asks you to repay the favor?"
What Sang Yu said is really not to be too cautious. Throughout history, are similar cases rare?
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