"Really?" Student Awei looked at Wang Yu doubtfully, and then looked at Ren Yan.
It’s not that Awei doesn’t believe Wang Yu, it’s just that this kind of thing is not a joke.
Mushroom is poisoned, and if you are not careful you will have to say goodbye to the world.
Even if the other person is a top student, what if he or she remembers this wrongly?
Compared to Wang Yu, my own teacher is more reliable.
After observing it for a while, Ren Yan pulled out the mushroom, tore it in half, and nodded:
"Wang Yu is right. This mushroom is indeed not poisonous."
“It’s also called Amanita argyi.”
"It is recorded in ancient books that the mushroom tastes like fat, but it is not as greasy as fat. It is a rare treasure."
"Frying or roasting were the most common processing methods used by the ancients. It is said that this can preserve its most authentic taste."
"Really?!" Wang Bo and the others' eyes lit up and they swallowed unconsciously.
I never thought that mushrooms of this level could grow in my dormitory. It's simply a gift from God!
"Teacher Ren, why don't we bake this now?" Li Cheng suggested.
At the same time, he took out a few iron skewers from the bookcase, looking eager to try.
This thing was something I had never heard of or seen before, and my chef genes began to stir.
Wang Yu was stunned again when he saw this, and looked at Li Cheng with suspicion.
Oh my god, what on earth are hidden in the bookcases of the students in Class 9?
Ren Yan ignored Li Cheng, threw the Amanita phallus aside, and said seriously:
"Rather than that, it would be better to teach you how to identify Amanita phalloides."
"Otherwise, it would be too sad if I didn't dare to eat mushrooms when I went out."
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