Chapter 22 Order Mini Program Online
Along the way, many familiar villagers came down the mountain one after another, carrying large and small baskets of mushrooms, with happy looks on their faces.
There are so many mushrooms on the mountain today that I wish I could stay there forever.
When I met Grandpa Ye, I greeted him from afar:
"Old Ye is going up the mountain too?"
"Yes, I heard there are a lot of mushrooms today, so I picked some to take home for my dishes." Grandpa Ye stopped and looked at the mushrooms in the other person's basket. He became even more anxious to go up the mountain.
"No more talking. I'm leaving first." Grandpa Ye didn't say much. He waved his hand and left.
When it rains in the remote rural mountains, there are not too many mushrooms. Ye Zhen and his friends picked up a lot of mushrooms on the way before they even reached Ye Ma's place.
Grandpa Ye was so happy that all the wrinkles on his face opened up with a smile!
After passing a woods and a stream, there is a gentle slope of pine forest in the distance.
From a distance, Ye Zhen saw Ye Ma and the others squatting under a tree, concentrating on prying mushrooms.
Grandpa Ye was slow and lagged behind, pulling the basket and picking one as he saw it.
"Mom, why pick so many?" There was a pile of mushrooms at Ye Ma's feet, all of which were big, small, fat, and short.
Mother Ye took the basket and said, "Put the mushrooms on the ground in it. I'll go pick them up over there."
Ye Zhen looked at the ground, a little hesitant: "There are so many mushrooms. Should I kill a chicken and stew them at noon? Or stir-fry them with peppers?"
No matter what, just take it.
This forest not only has red mushrooms, but also other mushrooms. At a glance, you can see a patch of plump wood ear mushrooms growing on the broken and dead tree trunk over there. After being nourished by last night's rain, they have grown thick and beautiful. If you pick them, you can make a plate of them.
Next were various fungi, coral fungi, beef liver, and some that Ye couldn't really name... There were quite a lot of them, and with a sweep of his spiritual sense, he could find them all. Grandpa Ye and the others had already excitedly picked up pile after pile.
Sent, Sent
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Ye Zhen and a few others were busy on the mountain for the whole morning, running back and forth several times. The sieves and bamboo mats at home were filled with mushrooms. Ye's father had already gone home and bought two buckets of small fish fry and a large basin of crayfish, river shrimp and crab fry. The small fish swam on the water, showing their mouths for breathing, and they were so crowded that Ye Zhen got goose bumps.
Father Ye took the backpack from Grandpa Ye and said in surprise:
"How many mountains did you climb to pick up so much?"
"No, it's in the pine nest at the back mountain."
Mother Ye changed her clothes that were soaked by the water left in the grass when she went up the mountain, and put them by the well to soak together with Grandma Ye and the others.
Father Ye looked at the mushrooms and said, "Wow, there are so many matsutake mushrooms! They can be sold for a lot of money!"
"Let's stir-fry these chicken fats at noon! Oh, there are also golden ears. They are fresh and not too much. They are delicious for making dumplings. How about going to town to buy some pork to make dumplings?"
Ye Zhen thought about it. Mushroom dumplings are delicious, and stir-fried peppers are also delicious. "How about making both?"
Pork is freshest in the morning. It’s noon now. What other good meat can be found?
Ye's mother ignored her and said, "Then peel some garlic, fry some peppercorns, and add some of the dried chilies from last year. That will make it fragrant enough. The vegetables haven't grown well yet this year, so try a different flavor."
There are also baskets of red mushrooms. I don’t know why they grew so big and good this year. They are arranged neatly. You can tell at a glance that they were arranged by Grandma Ye.
"It just so happens that there is an old hen that doesn't lay eggs this year. I'll save some red and white mushrooms and dry them out to make a mushroom stew with chicken."
"Then make a soup with these mushrooms, fish balls and tofu. Go to the Zhao family in the village and buy two pieces of tofu. There are still fish balls in the refrigerator. A handful of green onions can also be a dish."
Ye Zhen, who only knows how to eat, has no right to be picky. She eats whatever is cooked! She is greedy anyway.
But Ye Zhen remembered another thing:
"There are so many mushrooms, and there are still many on the mountain. I think the weather is good these days. There will be a lot of rain in May! There will definitely be a lot more mushrooms in the future. How about asking Dad to borrow my uncle's pickup truck to sell them outside tomorrow?"
There aren’t many people in the county and their purchasing power is low, so it’s better to go farther away to sell.
After she said this, the whole family turned around to look at her. Father Ye was surprised and asked, "You want to set up a street stall?"
"Why are you setting up a street stall? Don't I have a lot of customers there? I'll ask if they want it later. How long will it take to sell the goods if you really set up a street stall?"
Ye Zhen shook his head. Those people were all hungry for food. How could she be so desperate to set up a stall? There were plenty of ready-made customers.
Besides, she meditates and practices every day, so even if she doesn't have much spiritual energy, it still feeds a lot of vitality back to the mountains, forests and ponds. I can't say that she can harvest a lot every day, but she can at least collect dozens of kilograms in one or two days!
She would feel heartbroken if she didn't sell it to make some money!
Ye Zhen patted his chest confidently, "Don't worry! There are a lot of rich people in my group. We can buy them at the market price. They are all wild. Who would not buy such good mushrooms?"
Mother Ye remained silent, and she felt that her daughter was right. In previous years, they had never been able to pick so many at home. Many people could not tell the difference between wild mushrooms and were afraid to eat them. Only those in their village who had lived in the mountains for generations could tell them apart accurately.
Some time ago, there were people who came to buy them at home. Didn’t his second uncle sell a lot and make a lot of money?
That is to say, there was little rain last year, so there were not many mushrooms and mountain products. It was not cost-effective for people from far away to come and buy them, so not many were sold. This year there are so many, including Matsutake, so they must be able to be sold at a high price!
Dad Ye and his team were sorting the mushrooms while cleaning up the debris and dirt inside.
Ye Zhen quickly opened the group chat and edited a message to send to the group:
"We have fresh wild mushrooms from deep mountains and old forests, hand-picked by experienced farmers, affordable and diverse in variety. If you need them, place your order right away. We will send them by express mail on the same day, and they will arrive on the same day!"
Within two seconds, the phone started vibrating non-stop, with people asking what kind of mushrooms there were.
Ye Zhen slapped his head and quickly ran to Ye's father. He took photos of the sorted mushrooms one by one and attached their names. He marked the prices of the fresh mushrooms in the market and finally forwarded them to the group.
At this moment, the orders flooded the screen, but Ye Zhen didn’t even look at them because he was dazzled. The group members were just too enthusiastic.
Ye Zhen's heart was even more excited. She shouted, "Dad, Mom! Our mushrooms are now in demand! Many people in the group want them."
There are many people who know about goods and food. After working here for so many days, everyone trusts Ye Zhen and places orders with Ye Zhen.
Dad Ye and the others cleaned up more carefully and put the mushrooms away with a smile. Mom Ye was so happy that she didn't know what to do. She only thought about how much money she could get from selling so many mushrooms.
Many of them are expensive mushrooms!
The price is not cheap. In the past, the mushroom vendors who received the goods could not eat all of them. They thought they had to dry them and eat them themselves.
Grandma Ye was so happy that she was incoherent, "All sold?"
"It's sold, don't worry!"
After hearing Ye Zhen's affirmative answer, the Ye family felt relieved. They could still pick up trash tomorrow. It would rain a lot in May, so they could still pick trash for many days.
Thinking about the fact that there were only so many people at home, Ye Ma suddenly remembered something.
"Is tomorrow Saturday? Oops, I forgot about your brother. He will be back in the evening today. Let him go with me to pick mushrooms tomorrow, so he won't have to watch videos all day and get bored!"
The only way to make money like this is this year when there are plenty of mushrooms, and no one in the family can be left out!
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It rained lightly again in the evening.
The rain, carrying with it vitality, falls on the soil, fields, rivers and vast green mountains, nourishing the earth.
Fine raindrops outline the mist in the mountains, weaving into a thin and soft mesh that covers the mountains and spreads silently among the mountains, forests and fields, making the grass greener, the mountains greener, and the buds more stretched...
When daybreak came, the clouds disappeared and the rain stopped, the morning light shone through the mountains and fell into the courtyard.
Father Ye had just replaced a honeycomb coal. Seeing the light of fire, he boiled some water and dusted off his clothes. "What are we having for breakfast this morning?"
Mother Ye also stood up, lit a fire, scooped a bucket of water to heat the pot, and turned back to look through the cupboard.
Yesterday's mushrooms have been picked up, and the remaining ones are broken and hard to sell. Thinking about the mushrooms she fried yesterday, Ye Ma licked her lips.
If some of them didn’t look appetizing, Ye Ma would not have been willing to eat them.
Sales were good, but I had no time to pack them, so I wasted a lot of time.
Yesterday, when we knew someone wanted to buy it, the whole family didn’t go out to continue picking it up, but just packed it up.
It was Ye's father who went to the county to bring back the packed foam boxes, then packed them bit by bit according to the quantity and ran to the express post station to mail them out. All his time was spent on this.
Mother Ye couldn't bear to part with the mushrooms on the mountain, but she had no one to spare.
While my mind was thinking about things, my hands and feet were busy making breakfast.
Dice the yellow, white, and gray mushrooms, add minced meat, stir an egg, add some dried bamboo shoots to season, wrap with thin dumpling wrappers, boil water in a pot, mix garlic juice, add soy sauce, balsamic vinegar, and some chili oil. Oh, I'm drooling just thinking about it...
In one word, fresh!
When the whole family brought the food to the table, Dad and Grandpa Ye ate two big bowls without stopping.
When Ye Xiaodi got home, he was even hungrier and ate three plates straight away. It was not enough, so he ordered a bowl of noodles with the dumpling soup. He ate so much without even raising his head, "Mom, it's so delicious!"
Mother Ye ignored her, thinking that a lot of mushrooms were shipped from the mountain today, but there were still many orders in the group, so why not call her family over?
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