When Chi Xingyue came out, he saw a brand new bed.
She raised her eyebrows, but didn't expose someone's deception.
Ling Jiheng gave her a thin jacket, saying that it was cloudy today and the temperature was a little low.
Chi Xingyue nodded and took care of herself obediently.
Baozhu heard some noise inside and knocked on the door: "Second Young Master, Second Young Madam, breakfast is ready. Shall we bring it in now?"
Ling Jiheng opened the door and asked Baozhu to serve the food.
Chi Xingyue went to the dressing table to tie up her hair, then folded up the paper she had written last night on the desk, stuffed it into her sleeve, and put it into the space.
This morning, Baozhu made spicy soup and fried dough sticks. Chi Xingyue ate while saying, "My aunt and my third aunt want to make some money, so I plan to help them grow mushrooms."
Ling Jiheng frowned: "Can it be done?" He had never heard that mushrooms could be cultivated artificially before.
Chi Xingyue nodded and lowered his voice: "I have seen this kind of people before, and I have also read their notes, it should be possible.
However, growing mushrooms indoors is quite dangerous. This winter, after the extreme cold is over, it can no longer be done.
I thought about helping the first and third wives first, and then letting them find other ways after the natural disaster was over.
Start a small business, or something.”
Ling Jiheng particularly liked Chi Xingyue discussing these things with him, as if they were in perfect harmony like an old married couple.
"Actually, I've come up with an idea. I don't know if it'll make any money. But don't worry, I'll see about it later."
Ling Jiheng hummed, raised his hand and pinched Chi Xingyue's face: "Don't worry, I'll go take over the store after the extreme cold passes. I won't let you starve!"
Chi Xingyue chuckled: "Of course you won't let me starve, I'm a little fairy!"
"Yes, yes, thank you, Fairy Xingyue, for letting me live a life of ease and comfort!"
After the warm breakfast time, the two of them told their plan to the first and third wives, as well as Shu Xuhong.
The old man, the old lady, Shu Muyun and Ling Weicheng also came to join in the fun.
Chi Xingyue stressed: "Although mushroom farming is easy, it is dangerous. Mushroom seeds are thin and small. If they are inhaled into the lungs, small mushrooms will grow."
Actually, it is spores. Chi Xingyue was afraid that everyone would not understand, so he changed the term.
“Therefore, they cannot be kept in houses where people live, and they must be protected when entering and leaving.
I figured I'd just make some quick money this winter and then look for another way out next year."
The old lady nodded: "Xingyue is right, we can't put ourselves in danger just for a few dollars.
You all should clear out the side rooms and raise your livestock there from now on. No matter how much money you can make this year, as soon as the weather warms up, you should stop immediately."
What Chi Xingyue didn't mention was that as long as the protection was good, the problem shouldn't be a big deal. After all, there were plenty of mushroom greenhouses in the future.
But she was afraid of what would happen. What if some unlucky person got mushroom lung and was unable to be cured? Then both she and the second wife would be blamed.
Besides, with the Ling family's financial resources, they wouldn't take such a risk just for a few taels of silver. At worst, they could just come up with a few more prescriptions.
Thinking of this, Chi Xingyue looked up and asked suspiciously: "Actually, the candied haws I made before could be sold in the county town.
I earn a penny per string, and after a whole day, I can earn enough to buy some tea."
As for the food, well, according to the Ling family’s food standards, it’s really not good enough.
How could Geng Suhua and Liang Zhijun not know this, but that wouldn't mean the money would come slowly.
If you have no food to eat after the last one, you will definitely not complain about anything.
But they have money, two hundred taels. Who can lower themselves to make a few copper coins? The time and energy invested are not enough.
Even if we ask Chi Xingyue to come up with ideas now, it is estimated that the servants will be the ones doing the hard work.
Those who are used to being masters find it difficult to do any labor unless absolutely necessary.
Of course, none of this was Chi Xingyue's business. She had made the suggestion, and now it depended on the elders' reactions.
Chi Xingyue looked up and saw that their eyes were shining, without a trace of dissatisfaction.
So he waved his hand and said, "Okay, let's go up the mountain today and look for mycelium."
Chi Xingyue didn't want to prepare everything ready and let them sit back and make money.
It's okay to sit back and reap the fruits of others' labor, but not to others. That's how double standards are!
The Ling family had no objection. They put on their new cotton-padded jackets and went up the mountain.
This time they had no plans to go deep into the mountains. Instead, they went up the mountain from the east side of the village and met many people who went into the mountains to chop firewood.
Seeing that the Ling family didn't bring many baskets, everyone curiously asked what they were going to do.
Chi Xingyue didn't care, and even had a professional disease attack. He wanted to help everyone in Qingshan Village get rich.
However, Geng Suhua and Liang Zhijun kept it a secret, fearing that others would steal their wealth.
He smiled stiffly: "Nothing, just going into the mountains to take a look!"
Everyone in Qingshan Village also smiled fakely, thinking that this was a trick. Who would go up the mountain to enjoy the scenery when they have nothing to do?
Is it boring to stay at home and want to go out and enjoy the cold wind?
Some of the smart ones had already gone to call Song Lizheng, but most of them followed behind the Ling family, wanting to see what they were going to do.
That blatant action infuriated Geng Suhua so much that she muttered, "If I had known earlier, I would have gone up the mountain from our land!"
Not long after they started walking, they arrived at the place Goudan mentioned last time where they usually picked mushrooms.
It's just that this place is bare and there's nothing.
Chi Xingyue called over a familiar-looking auntie: "Auntie, do you know where to find mushrooms?"
There are mushrooms in the Daqing Mountains, but the number is small and they are hidden, so these outsiders have no way to find them.
The aunt didn't expect that the Ling family came to pick mushrooms, and her face immediately looked a little unhappy.
But when they thought about the last time someone took them to dig yam, the rejection in their hearts disappeared instantly.
Curiously, I asked, "You guys went through all this trouble just to pick some mushrooms?"
Chi Xingyue smiled, but didn't elaborate. She took out a few pieces of maltose from her sleeve and stuffed them into the other person's pocket.
When the aunt saw this, her whole face brightened up.
He immediately led them to a forest and said, "Girls, come here. See? Those mushrooms are very delicious. Every year, rich people come to the village to buy them!"
It’s just that there aren’t many of them, and we can’t collect much, otherwise we would have built a big house with blue bricks and tiles long ago!”
Chi Xingyue walked over and saw that it was indeed the legendary winter mushroom. It was said that this kind of mushroom could only grow naturally and had high edible value.
However, the fairy with the spiritual spring water didn't have to worry about the crops not surviving. But she had to make preparations for both scenarios.
On the one hand, people pick winter mushrooms and dig up the surrounding soil.
If you come across a bunch of white mycelium, you can’t let it go. This trip is all about these.
However, mycelium is really hard to find.
When they first develop, they are as tiny as hair and can usually only be seen under a microscope. Only when they grow to a certain size do they become solid.
Searching for mycelium in such a vast forest was like looking for a needle in a haystack, but no one in the Ling family gave up.
On the other hand, I asked Auntie to lead people to find other types of mushrooms. It would be best if they were available in her space and could be cultivated artificially.
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