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

Chapter 94 Grow into
Jiang Jinyu woke up from hunger the next day.

In her dream, she felt a burning sensation in her stomach. She sat up holding her stomach and looked blankly at the unfamiliar layout around her. She was stunned for a while without reacting.

"Mother Fish," Ms. Bai opened the door and waved a few oil paper bags in her hand: "Your father has come back from buying buns. Get up and have breakfast soon."

Jiang Jinyu finally woke up after smelling the food.

She quickly packed herself up and went to the kitchen with her shoes on.

I arrived too late yesterday, and I only had time to clean up the sleeping room and the kitchen for cooking. The other rooms, including the main room, were still in a mess, and only the kitchen could barely be considered a place to eat.

In addition to Jiang Mingshun and Bai, Lu Ertie was also in the kitchen. He was standing next to the stove with a white bun in his hand and a look of embarrassment on his face.

He also had dinner with Jiang Mingshun's family last night, but it was just millet rice and a plate of pickles, so he ate it with peace of mind.

When he woke up early this morning, Lu Ertie still wanted to steam a pot of millet. The weather was not too hot yet. If he steamed more rice in the morning, he would have enough food for three meals a day.

But as soon as he entered the kitchen, Jiang Mingshun stuffed him with a bun. Touching the soft white bun, he could vaguely smell the smell of meat coming from it. Lu Ertie wanted to refuse in his mind, but his throat couldn't stop it. Swallowing up and down.

After a while, Lu Ertie reluctantly put the bun back on the oil paper.

He looked at the buns with nostalgia and said, "Eat it."

"I still have some millet here. If I don't finish it, I'll get worms."

Jiang Mingshun didn't know what he meant, but if it was left in this kind of weather for a few days, how could it be possible that insects would grow there?
He put the buns back into Lu Ertie's hands and said calmly: "Eat, this is breakfast. After this meal, we will have to eat separately in the future."

After that, he joked: "You have a meal subsidy."

Anyone else would have thought that he was being disliked, but Lu Ertie breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

Based on the relationship between the two of them, eating a bun would be nothing, but now they have an employment relationship.

The treatment Jiang Mingshun gave him was good enough, and this distinction between public and private affairs made him feel more at ease.

Jiang Jinyu finished a big meat bun in two or two bites, finally relieving his stomach that was clamoring for discomfort.

She touched her belly and picked up the second bun slowly. Her eyes inadvertently glanced at Lu Ertie, who was stuffing the bun into his mouth with a satisfied expression. She paused for a second and then moved away naturally.

Still a busy day.

Jiang Mingshun drove the mule cart out again. This time he was going to move all the things he didn't bring yesterday so that he wouldn't have to worry about running back in the future.

Bai was also busy. She was cleaning her house one by one, thinking sweetly and distressedly. Usually in the village, everyone always complained that the house was not enough to live in, and the young couple had to sleep on the same kang with the old couple. Now she just You know, having too many houses can be a hassle.

Jiang Jinyu followed Bai around a few times and couldn't bear to be covered in dust wherever he went.

She backed out of the door, rolled her eyes, and said to Ms. Bai flatteringly: "Mom, can I go out for a walk?"

Bai was cleaning the closet with her feet on her feet. She didn't look back when she heard the words: "No, your father said before going out that you won't be allowed to go out by yourself."

Jiang Jinyu pouted and said unconvinced, "Why?"

"I'll just walk around the alley and won't go far."

Bai still disagreed: "No, there is the dock outside."

She was worried that her daughter would run out on her own, so she threatened: "If you encounter a trafficker, I will put you on the boat and you will disappear in the blink of an eye."

"Where will your parents find you then?" Jiang Jinyu shuddered thinking of the traffickers he met during the Lantern Festival, and his expression immediately withered: "Okay, then I won't go."

Unable to go out, Jiang Jinyu turned around and thought about Tremella fungus.

She found a mask from her small bag, put it tightly on her face, wrapped her hair with a piece of cloth, and then walked to the room where the white fungus was planted.

Lu Ertie was watering the water inside.

Jiang Jinyu looked outside the door and saw that the doors and windows were wide open. There were traces of water on the ground. Lu Ertie was also wrapped up tightly like her.

Jiang Jinyu nodded with satisfaction. Maybe she was making a fuss out of a molehill, but under certain conditions, she would rather work in vain than regret it later.

"Fish girl?" Lu Ertie looked at Jiang Jinyu who was walking in in surprise, and his voice behind the mask was a little muffled: "Why are you here?"

Jiang Jinyu stood next to Lu Ertie and looked up at him: "I heard from dad that a white fungus has grown out. Where is it?"

Lu Er understood clearly and led her to the shelf next to her: "Over here."

"They were the first batch to be planted."

Jiang Jinyu looked at several small white fungi about three or four centimeters in diameter with joy.

She restrained her desire to reach out and caress her, and praised lovingly: "She looks so good!"

What a strong-looking handful of copper coins!

Jiang Jinyu was attracted by Tremella and stopped making noises to run out.

Even though Jiang Mingshun later had some free time and said he wanted to take her to the market, he still couldn't attract Jiang Jinyu's eyes.

I don't know whether the climate and environment here are really suitable for the current planting method, or Jiang Jinyu's idea is too strong. After Jiang Mingshun's family moved here, the Tremella in the entire planting house entered a crazy growth mode.

From the first day of watering to today, in less than a month, more than a dozen Tremella fuciformis have grown to the width of two palms of an adult man, Omi Mingshun.

After breakfast that day, several people gathered around the wooden shelf, with solemn expressions on their faces, as if they were about to do something big.

After a long time, Jiang Jinyu was the first to speak: "Why don't we pick the white fungus and send it to the drugstore first? If it works, we can make the next step."

Bai was a little nervous, and she asked uneasily: "What if it doesn't work?"

She was not worrying blindly, but because the possibility did exist.

After all, Tremella grown from mushroom bags is not the same as those grown from trees.

Although the white fungus grown at home is large, it is a bit white in color. You can tell at a glance that it is different from the batch picked from the mountain last year.

Jiang Jinyu was also a little unsure, but still confident: "They are all white fungus after all. Even if they are cheaper, they should be able to be sold."

I just don’t know if there is any saying that herbal Tremella is not as nutritious as Basswood Tremella?
Jiang Mingshun and others retreated to the yard, and Lu Ertie took off the white fungus.

He fetched a large bucket of water from the well and poured it evenly on the floor, even the corners.

This is also Jiang Jinyu's request. In a relatively closed space like a room, water must be sprinkled in the room before picking white fungus to prevent the spores from floating into the air and being inhaled into the lungs.

(End of this chapter)