Zhou Huaian came over with a backpack, "Yan'er, what are you doing?"
Yang Chunyan looked up at him and smiled, "I found some mulberry yellow flowers."
"I'll do it!" Zhou Huaian put down the basket in surprise. "I've heard people say that eating Coriolus versicolor can bring the dead back to life and is more valuable than gold. Is that true?"
Yang Chunyan smiled and handed him the knife. "It's not that magical. The mulberry yellow grows very slowly. It takes at least six or seven years for an egg-sized mulberry yellow to grow that big. The price is really high.
But this kind of pine wood mulberry is easy to grow, and the price may not be as high as the top-grade purple ganoderma. But the good thing is that this thing is big enough, this one weighs at least two or three pounds. "
Zhou Huaian handed her the Coriolus versicolor he had chiseled off. "That's right. The ten or so flowers we had this morning only cost a little over a pound. Even if they cost 20 or 30 yuan per pound, we can still sell them for more than a hundred yuan."
"You're right!" Yang Chunyan cleaned up the dead leaves stuck on the surface and put them in the backpack. "I should be content with what I have gained from this trip."
After Zhou Huaian chiseled off the big one, he held it like a folding fan and said, "Yan'er, take a look. Does it look like a folding fan?"
Yang Chunyan looked back and said, "It looks like golden velvet on the yellow side. It's really beautiful."
"Anything that can be exchanged for money is good-looking!" Zhou Huaian smiled and put the Coriolus versicolor in the basket, then kicked Lai Fu and said, "Let's go home!"
Lai Fu got up and ran forward, wagging his tail.
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The two men walked back to the place where the Tianmen spirit was growing, pulled it all out, and then walked back.
Zhou Huaian wrinkled his nose as he walked, "It stinks, it makes me dizzy, and I have to pick the seeds from it. I'm worried that I won't be able to eat fish tonight."
Yang Chunyan smiled and said, "Then eat the fish first and then pick it."
"What can I do? I've eaten this bowl of rice."
After arriving home, Zhou Huaian took the pheasant out of the basket on his back and said, "Yan'er, I'm going to help Yiding pull bamboo. You guys take out the pheasant and salt it. Leave the rabbit there until I come back to take care of it."
Yang Chunyan took it and said, "Yes, you can put the Coriolus versicolor and wild cotton in the main room, and I will clean them up later."
"Okay!" Zhou Huaian put it away and walked away.
As soon as he got outside the yard, he saw Zhou Huaishan coming over with a basket on his shoulder. "Youngest, Mom said that these tender peas are all for your family. Give some to your mother-in-law when she leaves."
Zhou Huaian took out the crank and said, "Please help me carry it in. I have to help Yiding pull the bamboo."
"Yeah!" Zhou Huaishan walked over and then stepped back. "I helped Ye Laoyao pull cement this afternoon, and his wife asked me why I didn't go. When did you become so familiar with her?"
Zhou Huaian frowned and looked at him, "When did I become familiar with her?"
"I'm asking you!" Zhou Huaishan looked at him and felt that he was not pretending. "I think that woman is not a good person. Stay away from her when you see her next time."
"Bah~" Zhou Huaian spat in disgust, "If I look at her I'll have nightmares at night! Next time she calls me, just say you don't have time to go!"
Zhou Huaishan looked at him with amusement, "Why didn't you go when Ye Laoyao called you? You don't even want to make money. You are a fool!"
Zhou Huaian remembered what Yang Chunyan said about Ye Laoyao's wife's bad style, and shook his head decisively: "No!"
"If you don't want to go, just call me when the time comes. No one would look down upon an old vegetable farmer like me." Zhou Huaishan put the basket on the ground with a smile, "You can carry the basket in by yourself. I still have to bring peas to my brother."
Zhou Huaian picked up the basket and said, "Tell the eldest brother and the second brother to come over to eat tofu fish in the evening!"
"Yes!" Zhou Huaishan walked towards Zhou Huaijun's house carrying a basket.
"Yan'er, these are the tender peas that my third brother sent me." Zhou Huaian put the basket on the eaves, yelled, and ran away.
Yang Chunyan came out of the kitchen and saw that he had run out. She picked up the basket and put it on the table, then went to the backyard. When she turned around, she saw two plates of tofu on the stone mill.
She suddenly thought of the three nearby villages, where no one was selling tofu or tofu pudding. If they didn't buy the truffles when they came out, she might as well grind the tofu and sell it.
Mother Yang came down from the upstairs of the cattle pen and said to her, "The light snow has come. On the eighth day of the first lunar month, we will raise the beams. Please go and have a feast."
Yang Chunyan nodded, "Why don't you stay here and have some wine before going back?"
Mother Yang smiled and shook her head, "No, your mother-in-law and the others are here with you. I will leave tomorrow morning."
Yang Chunyan looked at her reluctantly, "You said you'd stay for two days, so you really only want to stay for two days?"
Mother Yang: "We will start planting potatoes in a few days. I have to go back to help look after Da Shuang and Xiao Shuang. Otherwise, how will your brothers handle it?"
She also saw during her two days that her mother-in-law's family treated her daughter very well, and it was time for her to go back and take care of her grandson.
Seeing that she was determined to leave, Yang Chunyan had no choice but to nod, "Okay! Let Huai'an take you back tomorrow."
"Why do you need him to send me off? I can just stop a tractor on the roadside and go back." Yang's mother thought of the millstone purchase and patted her. "It costs a lot of money to run a tractor. Don't treat money as money."
Yang Chunyan smiled and said, "I understand. I won't do that again. I'll take you to Fangtian tomorrow morning and visit Sister Xiaoxue while you're at it."
"Yes!" Yang's mother said as she walked towards the kitchen. "There's a little too much tofu pudding, so we pressed a plate of tofu and left some tender tofu for you. Ask Huai'an to come and have some."
"Huai'an went to get some bamboo, so I'll save some for him to eat when he comes back." Yang Chunyan looked at the tender white tofu in the pottery bowl and swallowed her saliva, "It looks delicious."
"I know you're greedy!" Mother Yang smiled and scooped out a bowl of food. "There are seasonings in the cupboard, put them in there yourself. I still have to kill the fish. Your mother-in-law and the others should be back for dinner later."
"I'll help you after I finish eating!" Yang Chunyan opened the cupboard, took out the prepared seasoning, scooped two spoonfuls of it into the tender tofu pudding, mixed it well, and then started to eat it in big mouthfuls.
After killing the three river catfish, they were cut into pieces and filled the porcelain basin. Yang's mother poured some white wine and salt into the bowl and stirred it a few times before setting it aside.
"Yan'er, I'll put a plate of tofu in the oven to keep it dry. Remember to take it out and make it into fermented tofu!"
Yang Chunyan came out with a bowl in her hand. "I remember it needs to be covered for ten days, right?"
Mother Yang thought for a moment and said, "It's getting colder and colder. I'm afraid it will take twelve or thirteen days. When the time comes, you can lift up the straw and see if you see white hair growing on the tofu. Then you can cover it well."
"I understand."
The mycelium of hairy tofu is a beneficial edible fungus. After being covered, it will grow a layer of thick and pure white hair with some black particles evenly distributed on it. These are spores, which are also a sign of the maturity of the hairy tofu.
Yang Chunyan put down her bowl and spoon and went upstairs to get some straw. Yang's mother shook out the straw and spread a thin layer on the tofu, then sent it to the baking room.
The drying room is actually similar to the fire wall in the north. It provides heat by burning firewood, allowing the hot air to flow and dissipate inside the wall to dry the mushrooms.
Mother Yang put the tofu on the wooden rack and looked around. "This room is quite spacious. When it gets cold, you can come here to work."
Although it is warm here, the temperature in the mountains is lower than in the city. It is still cold for a month during the coldest days of winter every year. (End of this chapter)
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