"Yes! There are a lot of them on the back hill!"
Zhuang Zhou thought that after dinner, he had to go to the back mountain to take a look.
This seems to be another way to make money.
After dinner.
The monks returned to the side courtyard and continued their work.
Zhuang Zhou took the young monk Banji with him and went to the back mountain.
Sure enough, after a while, I picked up a lot of matsutake mushrooms.
It’s about eight or nine kilograms.
And they are all big guys.
The smallest length is more than 9 cm.
The largest one even reached a certain length of Zhuang Zhou.
A full 18 centimeters.
This is an extremely rare length.
Zhuang Zhou put it close to his nose and sniffed it, and it had a fresh scent of pine wood.
Because it rained last night.
There is also a earthy smell.
In the end, I picked up about 15 kilograms.
Zhuang Zhoucai and Monk Bianji returned to Caotang Temple.
In Bianji's opinion, Zhuang Zhou was planning to cook it for dinner.
But who would have thought that Zhuang Zhou said that he wanted to keep it and take it back to the city.
Bian Ji didn't say much and went to find Master Dao Yue to recite scriptures.
Zhuang Zhou had already found a room in Caotang Temple next to Yuchi Yiseng's.
Starting tonight, he plans to live in the temple for the next few days.
Because there are no quilts or other bedding.
Zhuang Zhou thought of finding some time in the afternoon to return to modern times.
By the way, take these matsutake mushrooms back and learn about the market situation.
Three o'clock in the afternoon.
The first string of red sandalwood Buddhist beads was finally completed.
Zhuang Zhou carefully examined the Buddhist beads and was very satisfied with their quality.
This string of red sandalwood Buddhist beads has a bright color, a hard texture, and each bead is full.
It is undoubtedly a superb work of art.
One has to admire the craftsmanship of the ancients.
Entirely handmade.
This is a true craftsman!
Zhuang Zhou put the Buddhist beads into an exquisite box.
Four o'clock in the afternoon.
Zhuang Zhou saw that everyone was busy.
So I didn't bother him anymore.
Carrying matsutake mushrooms and Buddhist beads, I returned to the modern era.
The first person that comes to mind is Meng Xuan’s uncle Zhang Fei.
He runs a private restaurant.
Matsutake will definitely be useful.
But Zhuang Zhou didn't have his uncle's contact information.
So I have to ask Meng Xuan for help with this matter first.
I picked up the phone and called Meng Xuan:
"Hey! Meng Xuan, can you send me your uncle's phone number?"
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