Grandpa Jiang was both amused and exasperated. He could only peel the egg and present it to his wife in a conciliatory manner.
"Yes, yes, you're right, I was wrong—here, have an egg."
Aunt Zhou finally calmed down, glared at her husband, and pointed to the mess in the kitchen:
"We can't eat all the shiitake mushrooms we grow. We'll clean them up later and send some to our in-laws, some to Teacher Zhou's house, and the rest to my sister..."
The kitchen floor was covered with packaged plastic bags, all filled with shiitake mushroom pieces cut into small pieces, plump like big white steamed buns, with their black caps cut open and piled up in layers.
Having more harvested ingredients than you can eat is a kind of sweet trouble.
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Xu Lanjuan straightened up and poured the chopped radish greens into the pig trough. The chopped radish greens were mixed with bran, and several piglets buried their heads in the food, occasionally making grunting noises.
"Mom, I just came from our radish field and saw the village chief and the others digging a well with Sister Xu! They said they're going to plant new crops—"
The daughter, Tian Xiaotang, came over with her schoolbag on her back and thoughtfully helped her mother feed the pigs.
"Sister Xu is so kind, she even offered me candy!"
Xu Lanjuan wiped her hands, pulled off her apron, and said without hesitation:
“Your sister Xu is digging a well. I’ll go over and see if I can help. You stay home and do your homework. I’ll come back and cook for you.”
Tian Xiaotang nodded. Just then, Xu Lanjuan's father-in-law, who was carrying radish greens on his back, returned. Upon hearing that Xu Milu wanted to dig a well, he waved his hands repeatedly.
"Da Lanzi, hurry up and go see if there's anything else you can do. I'll cook some rice later, and you can call the young boss over to eat with us! The young boss loves steamed buns, so I'll ask your mom to make some later. Also, cook some meat and stew it with soybeans until it's tender. When you come back, find someone to chop a radish."
Xu Lanjuan nodded and replied with a smile:
"Alright! Don't we still have the mushrooms that Tian Fang grows? We'll stir-fry them with meat later, the young boss likes them."
It's often said that the first person to try something new gets the most out of it, and that's certainly true.
At first, she followed Xu Milu to plant five acres of radishes, and the money she earned was more than she had ever seen in her life.
Having suddenly become wealthy after a long period of poverty, Xu Lanjuan knew the importance of not flaunting her wealth. She only kept 100,000 yuan for household expenses and deposited the rest in the bank to earn interest. Although it was the simplest method, it was also the safest.
This year she plans to continue growing radishes. Although the market price of radishes is far lower than it was at the beginning, if she plants them on her five acres of private land and harvests them twice a month, she can earn more than 100,000 yuan a year.
She was already very satisfied and dared not think of anything more. Rather than being overly ambitious, she preferred to live a down-to-earth life. Just as the village chief said, Miss Xu was a benefactor to their village. As long as they followed Miss Xu, they would never have to worry about going hungry.
Honghe Research Institute is really great.
New seeds are great.
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