Beiyin Great Sage

"Let's not be polite. Although we come from different places, we are like a family. We should use the same energy that we used to rob the house and pick mushrooms hard."

At that time, they were allocating houses to the refugees, and they were able to grab one, but it was bloody.

"Ah."

Ergou nodded yes, but his expression was a little hesitant.

A few people ate cakes with cold water, and went up the mountain again.

Because there were too many people coming, and worried that all the mountain mushrooms in front would be picked up, Uncle Zheng proposed to take a small path without people and go to the front to have a look.

Zhou Yi and Ergou should be, leaving Aunt Bai to guard the avenue, and the three continued on their way.

"Look!"

"It's a mushroom!"

Ergou's eyes were sharp, and he was the first to find a small cluster of wild mountain mushrooms, which should be the more common straw mushrooms, and it is estimated that there are three or four doubles.

"You kid is lucky."

Uncle Zheng smiled and patted his shoulder:

"Pick it yourself, let's go ahead and have a look."

Even if there are three people walking together, whoever sees it first counts, and in order to prevent disputes, the distance is gradually widened.

Only when they are resting will they greet and get together.

There are no roads in the mountains and forests, littered branches and leaves everywhere, vines and thorns, and even poisonous snakes and tigers are hidden. It is definitely not a good place.

Picking mushrooms sounds easy, but it is really difficult when you actually do it.

If you're lucky, that's all. If you're not lucky, you may have a busy day and get little gain.

"Uncle."

Zhou Jia leaned against the tree, looked at Uncle Zheng, whose face changed, and said with concern:

"You don't look very good, are you okay?"

Ergou's harvest was good, and he was counting the mountain mushrooms he picked. Hearing this, he glanced at Uncle Zheng, but he didn't care much.

"fine."

Uncle Zheng waved his hand and said with a wry smile:

"You are careful. I don't know when it happened. Whenever it rains, my legs hurt. There is no cure."

As he spoke, he beat his right leg vigorously, with a look of hatred for iron.

This is rheumatism?

Joint disease?

Zhou Jia frowned, then suggested in a low voice:

"Otherwise, uncle, don't pick it. I don't think there is much harvest in this day."

After walking around for a long time, he only came across straw mushrooms less than a catty, and the price was only one or two big bucks, which may not be enough to consume physical strength, and Uncle Zheng is even less.

To be honest, the harm to the body is not worth the candle.

Picking mountain mushrooms is not suitable for Aunt Bai who is weak and has children, and Uncle Zheng who has old illnesses.

Ergou opened his mouth, but stopped talking.

He was a little reluctant to go back now, but he was embarrassed to speak.

"fine."

Uncle Zheng shook his head, then chuckled:

"In terms of picking mushrooms, I may not be able to compare with you young people, but I also found a good thing."

As he spoke, he took out a short bamboo from behind:

"This kind of bamboo is called green leaf bamboo. It can be used to make bamboo tubes and weave things. It is sold in the market. If it is cut properly, it can be sold for money."

"I have seen."

Ergou took a closer look, his eyes lit up, and he said hastily:

"Next time I meet, I'll chop a few too."

"It's not that easy." Uncle Zheng shook his head:

"This kind of bamboo is very tough, and it's not easy to cut it off. The kitchen knives in the hands of the two of you may only break the blade."

"You have to have this thing, and you have to have skills!"

As he spoke, he shook the machete in his hand.

Most refugees have self-defense 'weapons', but most of them are kitchen knives, which can defend themselves and cut vegetables. Uncle Zheng has a machete because he has been a soldier.

"Get up."

Standing up, he waved at the two of them:

"It's getting dark, so hurry up and look around to see if you can pick more mountain mushrooms. It's bad luck if you don't get anything after a busy day."

"Too."

Luck is really uncertain sometimes. In the short time before he was about to leave, Zhou Yi found a few clusters of mountain mushrooms, and the harvest was quite fruitful.

He even enjoyed it a little bit, and Ergou, who had a big harvest, was even more reluctant to part with it.

straighten up,

After clapping his hands, Zhou Jia put the mountain mushrooms away, and was about to turn around and leave, when the light and shadow under the sunlight caught his attention.

The sun shines through the leaves and falls on the grass, and a lot of dust can be seen flying up and down in the halo.

dust?

It should be clusters of spores, right?

and many more!

spore……

Growing mushrooms?

Zhou Yi stretched out his hand, touched the powder, and an article about growing mushrooms in ancient times called 'The Method of Cutting Flowers' flashed across his mind.

The so-called 'cut flower method' is actually more appropriate called the 'cut flower method'.

The ancient "Wu Sangong" observed that mountain mushrooms often grow on cracked trees, so he tried to see if he could grow mountain mushrooms.

Although I don't understand the relationship between spores, hyphae, and mountain mushrooms, after many attempts, I have also summed up a set of planting methods.

It can be roughly divided into steps such as making walls, cutting flowers, covering clothes, frightening mushrooms, and picking and cultivating.

This is also the origin of mushroom cultivation.

As a well-read liberal arts student, Zhou Yi has also briefly read this article. Although the details are vague, he still remembers the general steps.

I don't know if the earth's mushroom growing technique works well in this world?

Try?

"Little B."

Uncle Zheng's voice sounded:

"It's getting dark, don't look for it, let's go!"

"it is good!"

Zhou Yi's voice mentioned:

"Here comes."

Then he turned around, found some mycelium-like things in the place where the mushrooms were picked just now, and found a dead tree that fell on the ground nearby, and chopped it up a few times.

After a little treatment according to the mushroom planting technique, he folded his body and walked towards the direction where the sound came from.

There must be no time this time, so I can only come back tomorrow.

……

……

……

While waiting for a few people, Aunt Bai actually picked two catties of wild mountain mushrooms, saying that it was because her daughter was running around and came across a pile of wild mountain mushrooms.

Uncle Zheng was amazed by this luck.

"stop!"

At the intersection down the mountain, a faint shout made several people stunned.

"Divide half of the things in your hands before going down the mountain." At some time, a dozen men in blue clothes and short jackets were holding knives and guns, standing guard at the intersection of the downhill.

"why?"

Someone in front said unwillingly:

"Is this mountain still yours?"

"You're really right!" In the blue clothes, a man with a hooked nose sneered:

"The few mountains here are all owned by our giant whale gang. For the sake of the Yamen master, we don't care if you go up the mountain."

"But you can't take something from the mountain for nothing!"

"Shh!"

The sharp knife came out of its sheath and pointed directly at a group of refugees carrying bamboo baskets. The cold killing intent was more piercing than the evening wind:

"Honestly divide things in half, otherwise..."

"You can try!"

rear.

Uncle Zheng frowned.

Er Gou tightened his grip on the mushroom on his back, his face full of resentment.

half!

Even if he has gained a lot today, it is not too much to divide half of it, and he has to give a part to Aunt Bai and Nannan.

As for the 'Giant Whale Gang' dare to do it?

Why does the court ignore such things?

Along the way, they have seen less and less people's lives. The giant whale gang may not dare to be arrogant in the city, who will take care of them outside the city?

Who dares to control?

Now speak carefully:

"Otherwise, let's go around? The mountain is so big, you can go out from anywhere, and they can still find it?"

"Don't be impulsive." Zhou Yi shook his head hastily:

"We're new here, and we're not familiar with the nearby roads. Besides, they can't be unprepared. It would be bad if they were discovered."

Ergou curled his lips and cast a questioning look at Uncle Zheng, but neither Uncle Zheng nor Aunt Bai planned to take risks.

"That's it!"

His eyes flickered, and Ergou's face became fierce:

"If you don't go, I will come by myself!"

As he spoke, he stomped his feet fiercely, turned around and ran towards the rear, before Zhou Yi spoke to dissuade him, he disappeared into the dense bushes.

"Don't persuade me."

Uncle Zheng shook his head lightly:

"Ergou is not the same as us."

"Let's go!"