The open space was filled with lively conversation, but once the water came out, it immediately became so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
This was a tacit understanding formed when selling water chestnuts before. After all, with a large number of people, even a little noise during the weighing, counting, and arithmetic process could lead to interruptions or errors.
Everyone spontaneously shut their mouths and waited quietly.
Shui Qing looked at the rows and rows of neat bamboo baskets and hampers on the open ground, and her joy was even greater than that of the others.
She first announced the exchange amount: "The bamboo mushrooms that have opened their caps have much less flavor and are not very tender, so the amount of rice that can be exchanged is the smallest."
Upon hearing this, the women waiting in line gradually relaxed, their tense hearts beginning to ease.
Bamboo mushrooms that have opened their caps aren't very delicious anymore, so it's normal that they can't be exchanged for more than a few ounces of rice. After all, they only pick the tender ones to make soup.
The old man chopped it up and fed it to the chickens and ducks.
"Therefore, open bamboo mushrooms can be exchanged for three catties of rice."
The women's mouths dropped open in astonishment: Could they please take back the bamboo mushrooms that they had been feeding the chickens and ducks?
One pound of open bamboo mushrooms can be exchanged for three pounds of rice! Waaah, suddenly I feel like the chickens and ducks at home are so expensive!
Shui Qing continued, "One pound of unopened mushrooms can be exchanged for four pounds, and the same goes for skirt mushrooms. Did you understand? If you have any ideas, feel free to bring them up."
Is it dried or fresh?
Shui Qing replied, "Fresh." Most mushrooms prefer to be eaten fresh.
Upon hearing that it was fresh, Aunt Li excitedly grabbed her daughter's hand and stammered, "Quick, daughter, quick, go back and tell the whole family to hurry up and pick mushrooms on the mountain!"
Before her mother could finish speaking, Li Tiantian ran quickly towards home.
The other women were both delighted and anxious, wishing they could send a message over a long distance to tell their families not to eat lunch and to hurry up the mountain to pick mushrooms!
One pound can be exchanged for four pounds of rice! We'll have to go collect them tonight, even if it means making torches.
"God bless us, please let it rain every day."
"If all else fails, rain every few days will do!"
The crowd that had been queuing to be weighed were no longer relaxed; they ran home as fast as if their feet were oiled.
I was afraid that if I said too much, I would miss out on picking a mushroom.
There were mushrooms to pick, and the mushrooms could be exchanged for real grains, filling the entire village with an atmosphere of joy.
At the same time, Fan Damu, Fan Qianwang, and Ma Zi's faces were also filled with joy, sweeping away the gloom of the previous ten days.
These days, apart from Zhang the Bald who is still too lazy to go to heaven and hasn't been affected much, the three families have all had a hard time.
Wang Mazi, in particular, had a very difficult time at home for the past two weeks.
In the past, he was the head of the household, and his word was law. Which of his sons and daughters-in-law dared to disobey him? Who dared to talk back?
After the last return, Fan Jin refused to accept any more chicken head rice from their family. Apart from those few households, everyone else in the village was busy with their own business. Even if he tried to sow discord, they wouldn't pay any attention to him!
His family members mocked and ridiculed him, especially his daughters-in-law, who dared to openly say that he was senile, blinded by greed, and insatiable. He told his son to beat his wife with a stick, but his son actually said that he was old and should rest properly, instead of causing chaos and unrest in the family.
Did he do it? It's obvious that none of his daughters-in-law respect him as their father-in-law!
He glanced at the fat man in the red and purple robe walking at the front, and whispered to Fan Qian beside him, "Today, Fan Er's classmate is here. Let's see how he can still make excuses!"
Fan Qian understood immediately and was equally pleased: "We'll expose his trick in front of the villagers later!"
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