Chapter 48 Hatching of Grass Carp Fry
When everyone heard this, they looked at his bag and basket.
I only saw porcini, blue-headed mushrooms, and yellow mullets.
"Where did you pick these mushrooms? There are so many of them. They are so beautiful, each one is the best."
Mother Lin was a little envious. The mushrooms picked by Lin Heng were so beautiful, much better than the ones she picked.
Sister-in-law Liu Juan also discovered the problem: "Why do you never come back empty-handed? Do you have a special method for picking mushrooms?"
"Now that you mention it, I also find it strange. How come Lin Heng can always pick mushrooms?"
Father Lin, who was drinking water, also showed a surprised expression and looked at Lin Heng wanting to hear an explanation.
Xiulan looked at Lin Heng curiously without saying anything. She didn't know what Lin Heng's ability was.
"The blue-headed mushroom is nothing, look at this!"
Lin Heng chuckled and put the basket on the chair, revealing the matsutake mushrooms that were blocked by Huang Laitou.
“Matsutake!!”
"You also picked up Matsutake!!"
"Where did you find it? Did you find a new nest?"
The series of inquiries fully demonstrated the shock of the family members.
It's not their fault. This thing is really rare, and everyone will keep it secret after discovering it.
Only when you go to the streets to sell goods can you see some people selling Matsutake mushrooms, but they don’t know where to find them.
None of the people in Lin Heng's family found the secret nest, and they only occasionally picked up two from the nests that everyone knew about.
Lin Heng, who picked up more than a dozen at a time, obviously found a nest of Matsutake mushrooms himself.
"Shan Zhen, Lin Heng, you really must be worshipping the mountain god, for he is so kind to you."
Carpenter Liang couldn't help but stop his work and walk over to look at the matsutake mushrooms.
"Tell me quickly how you got it." Lin's mother was already impatient and slapped him.
"Of course it's a newly discovered nest." Lin Heng smiled.
"As expected, did you hide well? Did you tell others when you came back?"
Lin's mother asked again hurriedly, fearing that Lin Heng would make it public.
"How is that possible? Of course I came back quietly." Lin Heng was speechless. Mom, you really don't believe me.
"That's fine. Don't tell us. Just go and have a look quietly every time it rains."
Mother Lin nodded, looking somewhat happy.
"Then we can keep half of the matsutake for ourselves. I haven't eaten it for a long time." Lin Heng said.
Before she could finish her words, Lin's mother said, "What are you going to eat? Sell it. Isn't it a waste to eat such an expensive thing?"
"No, I want to eat it!" Lin Heng shook his head. What's wrong with trying the good stuff himself?
"Rebellious son!" Mother Lin looked at him with disappointment.
"Give it to me."
Xiulan took the mushrooms from his hand and used a knife to deal with them.
"Remember to save a few for eating." Lin Heng looked at his wife and said.
"Got it!" Xiulan replied, lowering her head to deal with the leaf debris and dirt on the mushrooms.
"Eat, eat, eat. You really don't know how hard it is to make money." Lin's mother, who had been used to living in poverty, shook her head helplessly.
Lin Heng pretended not to hear and turned back to look at the grass carp eggs.
It doesn't matter if you don't look, but once you do, you'll be shocked: "It's hatched, so fast."
When he looked in the morning, he saw that only a few had hatched, but after just over half a day, almost all of them had come out.
There were so many of them, perhaps as many as 50,000 or 60,000 fish fry, that it looked very crowded in this large wooden basin with a diameter of one meter.
"Dad, take out the wooden barrel for wine. I want to find a new place for the fish fry."
Lin Heng turned his head and looked at his father.
The wooden barrel for collecting wine has a diameter of two meters and is one and a half meters high, which is large enough to be used to raise fish fry temporarily.
“Wait!”
Father Lin said something, and went with Lin Yue to move the big wooden barrel out.
Pound the bottom of the wood with sawdust to prevent leaks.
Then the father and his two sons went to Lin Heng's newly built well to fetch water. It took more than ten trips to fill the big wooden barrel.
However, Lin Heng was not in a hurry to release the fish. He had to wait until tomorrow morning.
Not only is the water temperature different now, the big wooden barrel is still leaking. It needs to soak overnight so that the wood can expand and stop leaking, and the water will also be initially stabilized.
"Dad, are we going to build the house tomorrow morning?" Lin Heng poured himself a glass of water and asked.
"Of course, didn't you see that Carpenter Liang has already made all the tools for building the house, and I've also agreed.
A total of fifteen people were called to help, including your three uncles, your uncle-in-law, your third father, and ten people from Murakami, and they were paid fifty cents a day. "
Father Lin looked at Lin Heng and said.
Lin Heng took a look at the eight large wooden hammers placed by the wall. They were made of a wet acorn tree. The wooden hammers were one meter long with a hole drilled in the middle and a wooden handle.
Each one weighs thirty to forty kilograms and is used to compact the soil.
There are two rectangular frames next to it, four meters long and thirty centimeters wide. When the time comes, fill the frames with loess and tamp it with a wooden hammer to form an earth wall.
"Then fix my side first. I need to dig out the fish pond first."
Lin Heng said that his project of digging a fish pond was urgent.
"I guess we'll start with the foundation tomorrow. We won't be able to build many walls. Let's finish the foundations of both houses first. And dig your fish pond as well."
Father Lin said.
"That's fine." Lin Heng nodded. He didn't know much about building a house, so he just listened to his father.
Later, Lin's father borrowed a large wooden barrel with a diameter of 1.5 meters from Li Caifeng's house next door and placed it on the farm site.
Another ten kilograms of glutinous rice flour was poured in, which will be used to stir the loess tomorrow, making the loess more sticky.
“It’s time to eat!”
In the evening, Lin's mother cooked a pot of stew with badger meat, matsutake, red mushroom, yellow oyster, potato, soybean, dried green beans, pickled bamboo shoots, pickled radish and some other dried vegetables.
The rice is steamed cornmeal and white flour steamed bread.
"The meal tonight is delicious, spicy, sour and refreshing!" Lin Heng took a bite of the matsutake mushroom and was immediately amazed.
The soft matsutake mushrooms absorbed the soup, which was slightly spicy with a hint of sourness, and the aroma of the matsutake mushrooms themselves made it perfect.
Especially the taste of Matsutake, which is known to be the best in the world, is absolutely amazing, smooth and mellow, but not as chewy as enoki mushrooms, and it also has a crispy feeling.
Eating this steamed corn bread, Lin Heng felt that it was just as good as stewing a goose in an iron pot.
"Of course, you didn't see how much oil was used!" Lin's mother said proudly. In her opinion, as long as more oil was used, it would smell good.
There's nothing we can do about it. This is how people who lived through the 1960s and 1970s were. It was because they were often so hungry that they ate tree roots.
"This is also in your house. I am lucky enough to have eaten Matsutake mushrooms for once. It's really good." Carpenter Liang buried his head in eating.
When he first arrived, he disliked the Lin family’s food, but now he doesn’t want to leave.
"Wife, eat more meat!" Lin Heng picked up a piece of badger meat for his wife and ate a piece himself.
What I stewed tonight was some spare ribs. The badger meat was a little bit fishy and had a strong gamey flavor that domestic pigs don't have. It tasted very strange.
It’s like eating pig intestines, the taste is very wonderful, it’s a completely new taste.
The most praiseworthy thing is the taste, which is very chewy. Regular exercise and a variety of rich and complex food in the forest give it a firm taste that domestic pigs do not have.
Of course, it’s okay to eat it fresh, but it will not be as good as domestic pork in the long run.
However, this is only true for Lin Heng, who has experienced an era of abundant material resources and explosive food.
It's all delicious for the whole family.
In the past, people liked to chat while eating, but today I could only hear the sound of eating and occasionally someone would say a word or two.
(End of this chapter)
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