Sanghuang is indeed a good product. If you take it to a big city and resell it, you can get a higher price than if you sell it in a county town, and you can make a lot of money by reselling it.
Upon hearing Lu Xiuwu's words, Lin Ye quickly replied, "Is this what I'm asked to do after winning the match? No problem!"
It doesn't matter who you sell to.
Lu Xiuwu quickly waved his hand, "Oh, what are you talking about competitions for? Lin Ye, you're really something. You're so good at making money, Qingqing will definitely not suffer if she follows you. I need this medicine to save someone."
Through their time together, Lu Xiuwu truly admired Lin Ye from the bottom of his heart.
Take this time for example, Lin Ye did not give up the opportunity to make money just because he had to beat him, which shows that Lin Ye was relaxed and did not take him seriously.
He finally realized that he had been a bit too arrogant.
From the very beginning, he was prejudiced, believing that Lin Ye was just a rough country bumpkin, uneducated and incapable of giving Lu Wanqing happiness. However, as it turned out, he was incredibly ignorant.
The money someone earns in half a day is equivalent to my savings for a year.
In particular, when Lin Ye took out Sanghuang mushrooms from his basket, his eyes widened in amazement.
Isn't this the medicinal herb that the leader has been looking for?
The leader's father, when he was young, often went hungry, which ruined his stomach and led to stomach cancer. He searched everywhere for medicine to treat it. It is said that they spent a lot of money to buy Ganoderma lucidum. They were also willing to pay money to buy other medicines as long as they worked.
Lu Xiuwu had inquired and found that the price of Sanghuang mushrooms near the military base had reached 100 yuan per kilogram, and there was no stock available.
Now that Luo Hao says these Sanghuang mushrooms are selling for 21 jin, he practically jumps for joy.
Having served in the military for several years, he was aware of some of the unspoken rules. This was such a rare opportunity to curry favor with his superiors, how could he possibly miss it?
Lu Xiuwu explained the general situation and then spent 120 yuan to buy all the medicinal herbs from Lin Ye.
Lin Ye, considering that he had hunted quite a lot of prey, charged him twenty yuan less.
"Okay, consider it a favor I owe you." Lu Xiuwu happily packed the medicinal herbs into a cloth bag and put it into his backpack.
Lin Ye then began to pack up the pile of prey.
The prey were all wounded and mostly dead; they needed to be dealt with quickly.
That evening, the kitchen was filled with the enticing aroma of pheasant. Lin Ye invited Luo Hao and Luo Chunlei over as well, and the men ate and chatted. They quickly became sworn brothers, and all the previous unpleasantness dissipated in the wine.
Lu Xiuwu stopped speaking sarcastically, and the atmosphere at home immediately improved.
On New Year's Eve, at four o'clock in the morning, Lin Ye quietly woke up Lu Xiuwu and asked him to help make breakfast.
The local custom is that the earlier you eat breakfast and the earlier you set off firecrackers, the more blessings you will have in the coming year.
Lin Ye knew that Lu Wanqing was not used to getting up too early, so when she got up, she was always quiet and made no noise.
However, just as the two of them were preparing their New Year's Eve dinner, firecrackers began to sound outside.
Lin Xiaocui and Lu Wanqing were both woken up one after the other.
Lu Wanqing went to the kitchen and found Lin Ye already busy. She walked over and asked, "Why didn't you wake me up?"
Lin Ye pushed her out, "Sleep a little longer. We have a lot to do today. We have to visit the graves during the day and stay up all night to welcome the New Year."
"I'm already awake, let me help you." Lu Wanqing wouldn't listen to him.
She then mysteriously took out a scarf from inside the house and, when he wasn't looking, wrapped it around his neck. Then, blushing, she said with a grin, "Don't complain that the scarf I knitted is ugly."
Lin Ye was kneading dough and couldn't touch the scarf, but a warm feeling welled up in his heart. He looked at her affectionately and said, "Wife, I like everything you make."
Upon seeing this, Lin Xiaocui covered her face and left. Did this couple really have to be so mushy?
What followed was even more cheesy. After Lin Ye finished kneading the dough and let it rest in an enamel basin, he returned to the room, took out a pearl necklace from the corner of the wardrobe, and said he wanted to give it to her.
"You've done a great job keeping this a secret!" Lu Wanqing teased as she had him put it on himself.
Lin Ye chuckled sheepishly, "I asked Sister Ping to help me find these when I was buying New Year's goods last time."
Lu Wanqing put on the necklace, tiptoed, and gently pecked Lin Ye's lips. "Thank you, husband."
Lin Ye felt a wave of weakness wash over him. He wasn't completely ignorant; he had heard from others that in Hong Kong movies, women call their husbands "husband" and men call their wives "wife."
He felt that calling him "husband" sounded much better than calling him "A-Ye".
"Wife, from now on, you can call me that in private. I love hearing it." Lin Ye put his arm around her waist, preventing her from escaping.
"Let's see how you do!" Lu Wanqing poked his hard chest with a finger.
Lin Ye grabbed her soft hand and kissed it. "Don't you know best how I've behaved? Do you need me to prove it now?"
Just as he gently touched her chin, preparing to give her a passionate kiss, Lu Xiuwu shouted from outside, "Lin Ye, it's time to make dumplings."
"What a pity, we can only prove it tonight." Lin Ye pursed his lips and suppressed a smile.
"Prove what?" Lu Wanqing broke free from his embrace and pushed him away. "Go make dumplings, make a few with coins in them. Whoever finds one will have good luck for the whole year."
Here, it's common to steam cakes and eat braised pork hock during the Lunar New Year, but this is the first time I've ever eaten dumplings.
After eating dumplings a few times, Zhao Xiaolan and Lin Xiaocui both fell in love with the taste and became very interested in learning how to make them.
Lu Xiuwu took out the prepared dumpling filling and let everyone wrap them, while he and Lin Ye were in charge of rolling out the dough.
Lin Ye had done it a few times and was now very skilled at rolling out dough, able to roll one sheet in just a few seconds, which amazed Lu Xiuwu.
"Lin Ye, I didn't expect you could make dumplings too?" he exclaimed.
Lin Ye smiled and said, "Qingqing taught me, but she has surpassed her teacher. Now, her dough-rolling skills are not as good as mine!"
"Since you can roll out the dough, I'll just wrap it up," Lu Wanqing said nonchalantly.
As she wrapped the dumplings, she taught Zhao Xiaolan and Lin Xiaocui. The two were clumsy, and every single dumpling they made had filling spilling out. After only a few dumplings, their faces and clothes were covered in white flour, which made everyone burst into laughter.
As dawn broke, Lin Ye quickly put down his work and lit the long firecrackers.
Happy Chinese New Year!
The continuous sound of firecrackers from all directions made the festive atmosphere even stronger.
After they finished breakfast, they found that there were many children playing with firecrackers in the threshing ground not far away. The children's laughter and the occasional sound of firecrackers complemented each other.
However, they were not in the mood to play right now. They needed to go to Lin Ye's grandparents' graves first. The group of people carried the prepared snacks and paper money and went out.
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