The happy little days of the Ye family

Father Ye went home first, put down the things from the braised pork stall, and then went over to bring back the bamboo fungus.

Mrs. Ye said last night that she would pick bamboo fungus in the afternoon at Zhulin Mountain, so Father Ye went straight to Zhulin Mountain.

Father Ye drove the donkey cart to the foot of the mountain and saw a lot of pigweed on the edge of the pond, and there was also a lot of pigweed floating on the water of the pond.

There are quite a lot of fish in the pond. The half-sized fry are eating, opening their mouths wide and pecking under the pigweed.

Father Ye threw another bundle of pigweed into the pond and murmured in a low voice: "This fish grows quite fast. I think I can eat it by the end of the year."

It was still early now, so Mrs. Ye and the others were probably still gathering bamboo fungus in the bamboo forest. Father Ye took a basket and a basket from the donkey cart and planned to pick bamboo fungus too.

The bamboo forest was halfway up the mountain. Father Ye also found a few clusters of mushrooms along the way. Father Ye picked them all. It would be good to make fried mushrooms or mushroom soup at night.

Father Ye was very lucky today. When he was almost walking to the bamboo forest, he found two more bushes of chicken fir trees.

Father Ye bent over, carefully patted the chicken fir twice and then picked it off. The two pats were to drive away the bugs and ants hidden in the mushroom. This is how Mrs. Ye taught him.

When Father Ye walked to the bamboo forest, he had already picked half a basket of mushrooms. Father Ye weighed it and found it was enough to make two dishes.

There are three baskets full of bamboo fungus on the edge of the bamboo forest. In the distance, you can vaguely see a few diligent figures walking through the bamboo forest.

Father Ye poured the mushrooms in the basket into the basket behind him, then looked in a random direction and started looking for bamboo fungus.

The surrounding bamboo forest had already been rummaged by Ye Qingqing and the others. Father Ye walked a long distance before he found the first bamboo fungus.

However, the bamboo fungus found was not big, just a small one, but Father Ye did not let it go. The bamboo forest is so big. If you don’t harvest it now, you may not be able to find it tomorrow.

Father Ye also likes to pick mushrooms. Mushrooms are not only delicious, but they can also be exchanged for money at restaurants in the town.

Before I worked as a clerk in a grocery store, every time it rained, my friends and I would go up the mountain in groups to pick mushrooms, dig out bird's nests, and if we were lucky, we could even pick up wild eggs.

Father Ye was really lucky today. Before he could collect a few bamboo shoots, he discovered a nest of wild eggs. Father Ye counted a total of eight eggs. He was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth.

Father Ye carefully picked up the wild eggs into the basket. When he looked up, he saw Old Mrs. Ye walking over from a distance carrying a big basket on her back.

Father Ye quickly stepped forward and took the full basket behind Mrs. Ye.

Mrs. Ye smiled and said, "When did you come here?"

"I just arrived a while ago. I was lucky today and picked up a nest of wild eggs."

As he spoke, Father Ye also presented the eggs in the basket to Mrs. Ye.

Mrs. Ye happily took the basket and said, "Oh, these eggs are quite big."

"I also picked up some mushrooms when I went up the mountain, so I can make egg and mushroom soup at night."

"Your father also found two nests of wild eggs when he was hunting hogweed in the afternoon. He will save a few for the next two days and make braised eggs for the rest of the night. It has rained for the past two days, and the eggs will not be able to stand when they are wet. ”

"Okay, I'll save some braised pork and eggs tomorrow and eat braised pork noodles tomorrow night." The braised pork noodles we had last time were so delicious that Father Ye still remembers them.

Speaking of braised pork, Mrs. Ye asked again: "Have you bought the dogwood?"

The spicy duck product in the county is really delicious, even the thrifty old lady Ye is greedy for it.

"I bought half a catty and it should be enough to use it several times."

"Is this dogwood expensive?" Mrs. Ye was more concerned about the price of this dogwood.

"It costs 200 Wen per catty. Half a catty cost me 100 Wen."

Mrs. Ye exclaimed, "This is too expensive. With such expensive spices, can our duck products still make money?"

Father Ye also felt that the dogwood was too expensive, but he still wanted to try it. "The braised pork shop can make spicy duck racks and sell them. It will definitely make money. If you only braised duck, the amount used should not be too much." It’s big, half a pound can last you a long time.”

Father Ye put the bamboo basket together with the other three bamboo baskets. Not long after, Ye Mu and Ye Qingqing came over carrying half a basket of bamboo fungus.

After a while, Mr. Ye and Ye Xilin came over chatting and laughing.

Mrs. Ye poured all the bamboo fungus together, and there were five baskets of bamboo fungus. Adding the three baskets from Xiaohoushan, it weighed thirty or forty kilograms.

Mr. Ye raised his head and looked at the sky. The sun had already set halfway up the mountain. Mr. Ye quickly urged a few people to go back.

A few people moved all the bamboo fungus to the donkey cart, and then Mr. Ye put a lot of pigweed beside the pond on the donkey cart. These were the rations for the eight pigs at home.

When passing Xiaohou Mountain, Mr. Ye got out of the car and found three backpacks hidden in the grass. They were full of bamboo fungus.

It can be said that today is a bumper harvest of bamboo fungus, and everyone’s face is filled with bright smiles.

Mother Ye: "It's the first day today, Mr. Lin, is going to sell tea on the pier. How is the business? Can he handle it on his own?"

Father Ye said cheerfully: "Young boy Lin just looks silly, he is clever and has a sweet mouth. The business of the tea stall is not bad. Even the chrysanthemum tea and honeysuckle tea have been sold for several bowls."

Afraid that Ye's mother would not believe it, Ye's father said in detail: "He is the only one selling tea on the pier. Those merchants are not short of money. Sour plum soup, mung bean soup and osmanthus tea are all selling well."

"Many merchants come from far away places and have to stay on the ship for several days. They eat dry food every day and get very angry. Many people also buy honeysuckle tea and chrysanthemum tea, which are very popular."

Mother Ye looked relaxed and said with a smile: "That's good."

However, Father Ye is also worried, "The cost of tea is low, and it doesn't require any prescriptions. It is estimated that someone will soon follow suit and sell tea."

Mrs. Ye beside her said: "There's nothing we can do about it. We can't stop following the trend at all. We can only spend more time researching new things."

Ye Mu was still relatively optimistic and said cheerfully: "Who knows what will happen in the future. The boat will naturally be straight when it reaches the bridge. Let's get over the present first."

At this time, Ye's mother also thought about the dogwood thing, and asked Ye's father: "Have you bought the dogwood?"

"I bought it and put it on the kitchen table."

"I will make some spicy dry tofu tonight. Let's taste it first. If it tastes good, we will make spicy duck. I have ready-made marinade at home. Just add some dogwood and Sichuan peppercorns to the marinade."

Ye Qingqing got excited when she talked about eating, "Mom, add more peppercorns and dogwood. I want to buy something spicier."

"However, I don't know the dosage and ratio of dogwood and peppercorns, so I can only give a rough estimate."

Ye Xilin suggested: "Mom, you can make two pots. Use different amounts and proportions in each pot to see which one tastes better."

Mother Ye clapped her hands and said happily: "That's a good idea. One pot is more spicy, and in the other pot, I put less pepper and dogwood."

Father Ye: "When I went up the mountain, I picked up half a basket of mushrooms and a nest of wild eggs. I made an egg and mushroom soup at night, which is just right to relieve the spiciness."

Ye Qingqing said cheerfully: "And the big pheasant I caught, let's cook it at night. I can cook boiled chicken, pheasant stewed with mushrooms, and pheasant roasted with potatoes."

Ye Xilin on the side also nodded desperately. He is not picky about food.

Old Mrs. Ye: "We have braised dried tofu, fried mushrooms and mushroom egg soup tonight. If the pheasants are still alive, keep them for now and eat them in two days."