In just a few words, the group identified Xu An as the suspect and quickly headed to his house.
"...The most complicated part isn't making soup, like chicken soup, which involves simmering it for hours with a tube... Secondly, it's not suitable for stir-frying vegetables before soaking, like shredded meat, chicken, or beef... Nor can it be used to make mushroom sauce, which you just add a spoonful to noodles or rice for a fragrant and delicious treat..."
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"Hey, Mom, they grow a little bit of 'Ghost-Seeing Sorrow' outside their house. The bosses in Shanghai are buying it. It's eighty-seven yuan a pound dried!"
As time passed, the delicate aroma of mushrooms seeped out from the gaps in the stew pot and cast iron pot, wafting from the kitchen to the dining room, and from the dining room to every corner of the house. Before the aroma of mushrooms filled the entire house, it quickly blended with the air inside through the doors and windows, slowly spreading outwards.
"No buyers in Haishi are buying spicy chili peppers; they're offering 87 yuan a pound for the wet ones!"
Bang bang—bang bang bang—
It smells delicious!
A vendor in Haishi is buying chili peppers! Eighty-seven yuan per jin!
"Old Liu, did he smell that aroma and get hungry?" One of the men, who had just heard the voice, came over to tease the young man, and then remarked, "He must know what's going on, how can it smell so good?"
"What's wrong? Your son and we're here today. Do you have time to spend with them...?"
"Sister He, is someone simmering soup outside your house?" The most composed person among them interrupted Xu An after he finished speaking: "You can all smell it over here, it smells so good! What kind of soup is he simmering?"
As the village secretary of Hezibao, and a senior official who returned to the village to help alleviate poverty two years after graduation, Li Qixin naturally heard the news.
"......"
Then, Xu An led a large group of people into the kitchen, uncovered two lids, and an even richer aroma burst forth in the kitchen. The young men all took a deep, intoxicating breath.
Each tree weighs two jin (approximately 1 kg), and hundreds of trees would weigh over a thousand jin (approximately 500 kg). At eighty-seven yuan per jin, a thousand jin would be eighty-two thousand yuan! That's equivalent to several years' worth of income! That's less than what you earn working outside the shop!
At eight o'clock in the morning, many people in the area gathered in the trees to chat, play cards, or play chess to pass the time. When they saw Xu An return, the young men greeted him. Some sharp-eyed people noticed that Xu An had bought chickens and even teased him a bit.
"Tsk tsk, what a pity. I knew there weren't any mushrooms outside the market. You should go check outside the market another day..."
After some investigation, Li Qixin identified the individuals who initially spread the message and chose to visit Liu Daxi's home, who had the lowest level of education.
"The boss in Haishi is buying these ghost peppers for 87 yuan a pound!"
As it spread to the front, an ultimate rumor was born.
"Is there or not...?"
The news spread slowly throughout Hezibao, from the elderly in their forties to toddlers as young as eight.
"Hey, Mom, the boss over there is buying these spicy sesame seeds from outside the mountains. He saw them when he was clearing the mountains last time, so he dug up a few to take home and cultivate. They're 87 yuan a pound!"
Liu Daxi was the only one who didn't have that idea; the other eleven of us were also secretly plotting that matter.
When everyone arrived at Xu An's house, the aroma was so strong it was almost tangible. The young man wondered what kind of soup it was and how it could smell so good!
"It's possible; the flavor of yam and barley soup can last that long."
"Hey, if any of us here are making soup, just look at who's here."
"Oh, speaking of which, you remember now, Sister He, you said your son's family would be coming back that week, right? Today?"
The flavor wasn't too strong, though. I've made mushroom stewed chicken many times, and it was so fragrant once. Could it be because of the bag of mushrooms the owner gave me?
A stomach growl sparked an argument, which quickly escalated into a heated debate as onlookers joined in, each offering their own opinion.
"......"
A small restaurant owner from Haishi came to our area the day before yesterday to inspect our produce. He suggested we grow chili peppers, offering to buy them for 87 yuan per jin (500g), including the branches and leaves!
After the soup was cooked, You Biao casually opened the doors and windows outside the house to let in some fresh air, then sat down on the sofa to watch TV.
Before he could finish speaking, Xu An suddenly smelled a pleasant fragrance, and the source of that fragrance was his own kitchen!
'......'
The sudden knocking interrupted Xu An's thoughts as he was carefully preparing the dishes. He turned his head to look at the time. It was only seven o'clock. Son, we won't arrive until eight o'clock at the earliest. Who is looking for me?
"It looks so similar. The aroma is very delicate. Judging from your opinion, it's probably a soup made with Chinese yam, barley, and fox nuts."
Coo coo coo————
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