The Strongest Dad in the 1980s: Fu Bao is the daughter of Heaven

Upon hearing the sound, the two adults immediately looked in the direction of the sound.

Tangtang also said, "Good stuff!"

She didn't see anything, so she just muttered.

Chen Feng was confused, "You know again?"

Tangtang nodded and said seriously: "Yeah, it must be good!"

Seeing this, Chen Feng put the basket on his back and took the little guy's hand, "Let's go and take a look first."

On the way, Chen Feng also asked: "Do you know what good thing it is?"

Tangtang shook her head, "I don't know."

"I didn't know you were talking about good things?" Chen Feng couldn't laugh or cry.

Chen De called Dalu again, and his voice came from the forest.

The branches were so densely packed that if it weren’t for the sound, it would be impossible to detect anyone inside.

……

The three of them stepped forward, and Chen Decai asked, "Did they find Ji Cong again?"

"No, look!" Dalu pointed to a piece of white stuff in front of him.

After Chen De finished reading, he immediately stepped forward in surprise, "What is this?"

Chen Feng also looked at the big tree and saw something white growing on it.

Dalu said: "This is the first time I've seen it. It looks like fungus, but it's white."

Chen De said: "This is not the fungus, the fungus is all black, it is a bunch, the fungus is one by one."

Chen Feng also responded: "I've never seen this before, but it must be grown by some kind of fungi."

Chen De said, "I thought it was something good. I don't know if it can be eaten. You asked us to come over and take a look."

Dalu smiled and said, "I don't know if I can eat it, so I'm asking you."

Chen Feng touched his chin, and then said: "I feel a bit like the white fungus, something called Tremella, which only rich people can afford. Isn't there that Tremella and Lotus Seed Soup? It's a bit like it. Otherwise, Take it back and ask other old people?"

As soon as Chen Feng finished speaking, before the other two friends could speak, Tangtang suddenly stretched out her index finger and pointed: "It's Tremella, Tremella, delicious, good stuff!"

"Really?" Chen Feng looked at Tangtang in surprise.

The little guy nodded, "Yeah, it's Tremella fungus. Dad, you can sell it and make money."

When the three adults heard Tangtang's categorical statement, they naturally believed it a little more.

Chen De also said: "In this case, let's pick it back first. It's really valuable. We can make money by selling it then!"

Daluo nodded quickly, "I just said it was useful, and it's really useful. I'm going to make a fortune."

Chen Feng responded: "Don't be too proud, what if this thing is not valuable."

Dalu didn't care. While digging carefully, he said, "It doesn't matter if you can sell it for a few cents. It doesn't cost anything anyway."

"Well, yes."

There are quite a few white fungus. They are probably colonized by fungi nearby. They can be found on the tree heads and trunks. When picked, there are dozens of them.

The white color is crystal clear, making people want to take a bite just by looking at it.

Tangtang looked here and there, but she didn't help. Instead, she muttered, "There are some here, there are many there."

After picking the fungus, the three of them separated to look for the chicken conongs around them.

Termites like to drill into all kinds of wood products, so there are quite a lot of termite nests in the mountains. Whether you can find Jicong depends on your luck. After all, they are not the only ones in the mountains.

Even in addition to people from the village, people from other villages close to the mountain will also come.

Not long after picking the white fungus, Tangtang was squatting and holding her stomach.

Chen Feng hurriedly stepped forward, "Tangtang, what's wrong?"

Tangtang looked at her father and said, "Dad, I want to poop."

Upon hearing this, Chen De and Dalu knew that this was an interesting space.

Dalu quickly said to Chen Feng: "Brother Feng, give us your basket. You can take Tangtang to poop first."

Chen Feng could only nod, hand the basket to the two of them, hold Tangtang in his arms, and find a suitable place to poop.

Although Tangtang was able to solve convenience problems by herself at home, in the mountains, Chen Feng still had to serve and protect Tangtang.

He found a place with less weeds and then helped Tangtang poop.

I don't know if Tangtang ate too much or got angry. Chen Feng waited for a long time, but Tangtang didn't seem to be done yet.

The smell rushed to his nose, and Chen Feng could only turn his head and try to hold his breath and reduce his breathing.

And just when he turned his head to try to reduce his inhalation, his eyes saw a strange gray-white thing that looked like a chicken fir in the grass not far away.

Chen Feng thought he had made a mistake and stared at it carefully again.

But because he was too far away, he couldn't see clearly.

"Tangtang, are you ready?"

Tangtang waited for a few seconds before saying, "Okay, okay."

Chen Feng felt relieved and quickly finished dealing with the child, his mind on the other side of the grass.

After finally struggling, Chen Feng covered his nose and pulled Tangtang, "Let's go this way."

That direction was exactly the direction he turned to look at just now.

Tangtang was confused and pointed in the opposite direction, "Second and third dad are over here."

Although Tangtang is small, she has a very good sense of direction.

Chen Feng responded: "We will go find them later. Let's see what good treasures there are here first."

Chen Feng felt a little excited in his heart. He really hoped that he could see that the thing was a chicken fir.

Tangtang nodded and asked her father, "What do you want to do?"

"Looking for Ji Cong."

Just as they were talking, the two of them were already less than two meters away from the gray-white thing.

Chen Feng saw the fungus cap at a glance, a pointed little umbrella cap.

"Wow...good stuff!" Tangtang exclaimed.

Chen Feng heard the sound and stepped forward quickly.

When he saw that the huge umbrella looked the same as the chicken fir he had dug, his eyes almost dropped.

"This is...Ji Cong?"

The reason why he asked this question was because the thing in front of him was much larger than any chicken fir he had dug before.

He even compared it with his own wrist. The stipe was thicker than his wrist, and the umbrella cap was still open, like a huge goose egg.

Moreover, it is not just this one, there are many in the pile that are not as big as it, but they are also huge. If you look up, you can find many more.

In addition, there are several chicken firs nearby, some in bloom and some not in bloom.

Seeing this, Chen Feng once again had doubts about his previous impression of Jicong.

He has lived for 22 years, and even though it is the largest chicken cone he has ever encountered before, he has never seen one that big!

Thinking of this, he quickly shouted, "Dalu, Dezi, come here quickly!"