Bai Ziqian thought to himself, Yan Qiuxing is already eating meat and eggs, while you are still gloating over the little bit of dried vegetables they dried before.
He now understands why Uncle Fan's family, despite their diligence and hard work, still lived such a hard life.
It's all because of the Fan family who are sucking their blood!
Even the most hardworking family can't withstand seven or eight people sucking their blood, let alone a family that's utterly hopeless.
Sun Jinhua said that there were enough vegetables for winter, but she still followed in the footsteps of the village women to pick mushrooms.
There's no way around it, the taste of fresh mushrooms is just... oh my, so delicious it'll make your eyebrows fall off!
She called out to a familiar woman passing by, "Aunt Li, where are you picking mushrooms? Can I have one with you?"
I have so many dried mushrooms at home, I didn't really need to come out and pick them with you, but I just can't stay idle, so I thought I'd get some exercise.
Aunt Li curled her lips, her face only showing speechlessness.
What a joke! They're all acting like lazy people. Before the rainy season, which household didn't have several sacks of dried mushrooms?
Li Tiantian hurried forward, pulling her mother along and urging, "Mom, let's go quickly, or we'll miss out on picking so many mushrooms!"
"Yes, yes, Mother, hurry up, daughter, you're right." Aunt Li quickly left.
Sun Jinhua was ignored and looked unpleasant.
If it weren't for the old village chief's rule that their family couldn't go to the second son's mountain to pick up [the fish], would she have needed to ask them?
You can't stand the face of a despicable person; they don't appreciate kindness!
As she walked away, Aunt Li whispered to her daughter, "We can't let them know that mushrooms can be exchanged for grain, otherwise they might end up like Zhang the Bald last time, unable to bear seeing us doing well even when they're not doing well themselves."
This time, Fan Erxiaozi contacted each store individually, and the stores that had previously complained about returning the goods were not included in the notification.
Sun Jinhua was completely outside the scope of the cooperation from beginning to end, so of course we can't let her know, otherwise there might be more trouble.
"By the way, your Uncle Fan didn't say how much rice a pound of mushrooms could be exchanged for yesterday. I heard that they can sell for more than ten coins a pound in the prefectural city, but you still have to be able to sell them."
Mushrooms are everywhere. Why don't the people in the prefectural city come out and pick them themselves? Why spend more than ten coins to buy a pound of mushrooms to eat?
With that money, it would be so much better to buy pork!
Li Tiantian was also worried, "Don't think about it. Sister-in-law Shuiqing is a kind person. One pound of mushrooms should be enough to exchange for one and a half pounds of rice, right?"
Aunt Li joked with a smile, "If I could exchange it for a pound and a half of rice, I would stay up all night picking mushrooms!"
Anyway, she just loves picking mushrooms.
Li Tiantian didn't take her mother's words seriously. Even if her mother could pick them up overnight, she still needed to be able to see them.
However, we have enough winter vegetables at home, and there are also plenty of vegetables in the garden, enough for the whole family to eat. Whether or not we eat mushrooms as a vegetable is not important. These days, being able to exchange them for grain is the best thing ever.
Aunt Li didn't care what her daughter was thinking. She calculated in her mind that if a pound of mushrooms could be exchanged for a pound and a half of rice, the family would have enough food to store for next year.
Farmers are not afraid of eating their stored grain; rather, they are happy and at ease because it means they have surplus grain to spare.
The fear is that every year as soon as the new grain is harvested, we'll have to go door-to-door to return the grain, and half of what we received will immediately be gone...
Just after lunch, baskets and hams of freshly dried matsutake mushrooms and bamboo fungus were all brought to the open space in front of Shuiqing's house, waiting to be weighed.
The women who brought the rice baskets chatted amongst themselves, wondering how many kilograms of rice they could exchange for.
"Mushrooms are easy to pick, and they're not as hard to pick as water chestnuts, but there probably aren't as many as water chestnuts."
"What are you thinking? How can it compare to water chestnut? I think it's good if it's half the size of water chestnut."
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