Born into a farm family, I became rich by pressuring my parents.

Chapter 88 Mushroom Lungs

Jiang Mingshun left Jiang Mingrong to have dinner at home. It happened that Bai went out to buy meat in the morning and came back, which was perfect for entertaining guests.

The two of them drank one cup at a time, and they drank until it was completely dark before finally leaving.

Early the next morning, Jiang Jinyu went to the main room like a wandering spirit with two thick dark circles under his eyes.

"Ah!" Jiang Mingshun was wiping his face with a handkerchief. When he heard the sound, he took the handkerchief away from his face. He was instantly frightened by the face that looked like an imp that was enlarged several times in front of him and screamed out loud.

After finally regaining consciousness and seeing clearly that the face was his daughter, Jiang Mingshun patted his chest in shock and said, "My daughter, you almost sent your father away."

"What's wrong with me?" Jiang Jinyu's eyes widened innocently, and his already huge eyes now looked even rounder.

She has no idea why her father reacted so strongly.

Bai touched Jiang Jinyu's forehead, frowned and said, "Were you feeling uncomfortable last night?"

"Didn't you sleep well? But you have a fever?"

"No," Jiang Jinyu stretched out her hand to cover her mouth and yawned. She handed the things in her hand to Jiang Mingshun listlessly and said vaguely, "Dad, I sorted this out last night. You guys can take a closer look later."

"I'll sleep for a while."

She was so sleepy that she had to force herself to say these few words.

After the things were out, Jiang Jinyu didn't bother to go back to her room. She threw herself on her parents' bed and lay down, and immediately began to snore.

Jiang Mingshun and Bai's husband and wife looked at each other, and in the end they were reluctant to wake up their daughter and carefully exited the room.

Bai Shi also took Little Brother Jiang away to prevent him from crying and causing trouble when he woke up later.

When Jiang Jinyu woke up again, the sky outside the house had been dyed orange by the sunset, and the air was filled with the smell of cooking smoke.

Jiang Jinyu rolled on the bed, but still couldn't resist the hunger in his stomach, got up, put on his shoes and went out.

The atmosphere in the main room was unusual. There were several plates of food on the table with bowls turned upside down, presumably to avoid losing the heat.

Jiang Mingshun was holding a piece of rough-edged paper in his hand, and he and Bai were staring at the paper attentively.

Jiang Jinyu rolled his eyes, called his parents in a brisk tone, and then moved aside to watch with the two of them.

She glanced at it twice, but finally couldn't hold it back and asked expectantly: "Mom and dad, do you think it's feasible?"

I thought I would at least get a definite answer of yes or no, but unexpectedly I saw the two of them raised their heads with serious expressions, and shook their heads at Jiang Jinyu together, with the same confused expressions.

"Daughter, what are you painting?"

"We have been watching it for a whole day, but we really can't understand it."

Jiang Jinyu, full of confidence: "..."

Well, Jiang Jinyu gritted her teeth and burst into tears. Her father was right. She should indeed go to school. At least she should not be an illiterate who could only draw when she wanted to express something!

The three of them looked at each other for a moment, awkwardness filling the air.

Seeing his daughter's eyes becoming more and more resentful, Jiang Mingshun grinned uncomfortably, pointed to a spot on the paper and said, "Is this the river in the painting? There is grass growing on the riverside!"

Jiang Jinyu: "This is a tree."

"Haha," Jiang Mingshun laughed twice, moved his finger again, and his fingertips landed on a black mass, and he concluded: "Is this our mule cart?"

"Look at this square shape, how beautifully painted it is!"

Jiang Jinyu "This is a house."

Jiang Mingshun: "..." Although he really didn't see any resemblance to a house, he still nodded in agreement: "It is indeed very similar. The eaves and walls are horizontally and vertically."

Seeing that her father was still pointing to the next pattern, Jiang Jinyu thought it would be better not to embarrass him any more.

What's wrong with him?He is just an old father who doesn't want to make his daughter sad, so much so that he calls a deer a horse!

Jiang Jinyu took the piece of paper, crumpled it into a ball, threw it aside, and said directly: "Dad, let's grow fungus ourselves!"

"Okay, okay..." Jiang Mingshun was still immersed in the abstract painting on the whole piece of paper. After hearing his daughter's words, he subconsciously responded. Halfway through, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

He looked up in shock: "What do you want to plant?"

"Grow fungus?"

Jiang Jinyu nodded calmly: "Didn't I tell you that the white fungus on the Qinggang tree usually grows once a year?"

"Yes." Jiang Mingshun nodded affirmatively.

It's not that he didn't think about growing his own white fungus at first, but the fish lady said that whether the white fungus grows in the wild or artificially grows it, it grows every year, and there is no difference between planting it and not planting it.

Jiang Mingshun was disappointed for a while.

Thinking of this, he had a thought in his mind and his tone was a little more urgent: "Fish Lady, do you have a way to make white fungus?"

Jiang Jinyu shook his head and said regretfully: "No."

If there was such a way, she wouldn't have hesitated for so long before deciding to come up with it.

Seeing that Jiang Mingshun was a little disappointed, Jiang Jinyu smiled slightly and said in a mysterious tone: "But I have a way to increase the production of white fungus."

She didn't come up with some amazing idea, but it was just a conventional method of artificially cultivating fungi.

All you need is a suitable humidity environment, high-quality bacterial bags, and watering the bacterial bags on time and in an amount to achieve the goal of harvesting at least once a month.

The white fungus grown in this way is called herbal white fungus, which is somewhat different from the white fungus grown on trees, but the specific effect is not much different. After all, they are not real herbs.

Jiang Jinyu's hesitation was mainly due to two reasons.

The main reason is that she is afraid that she or her parents may accidentally contract "mushroom lung" during the planting process.

It is no joke to kill people. Mushroom lung is not uncommon. It is a fungal infection of the lungs. It is an extremely dangerous disease at any time.

Tremella is also a fungus. Jiang Jinyu really doesn't want to put her family into a dangerous environment unless it is absolutely necessary.

She knows the steps to grow white fungus, and also knows how to control the environment and make fungus bags, but she cannot guarantee that she can maintain standard operations during the planting process. If something goes wrong, it will be doomed.

Because of this, Jiang Jinyu dared not tell the news that he could plant his own seeds.

In addition to the bomb of mushroom lungs, disinfection is also a difficult problem.

When growing fungi, you have to deal with spores. If you don't control it well, the spores will fly everywhere. In less than a month, you can harvest a real mushroom house with the ceiling, walls, wardrobe, bed, etc. covered with mushrooms.

Jiang Jinyu didn't know if she would get a white fungus house by then, but she declined.

It was not easy to build her house, and she wanted to live in it for a few more years.

Jiang Jinyu stayed up late last night thinking about solutions to two problems.

The mushroom house problem can be solved with money. Just build a house that can ensure shade and ventilation at the same time. The worst thing is to not need that house.

(End of this chapter)