Farmer's Home

Chapter 33 Busy Picking Mushrooms
The saffron is under the pine tree, picking mushrooms quickly while humming to the little girl picking mushrooms.

"The little girl picking mushrooms, carrying a small basket on her back... Hee hee, I can finally change my taste!"

The whole day is either corn cakes, radish pickles, or polenta, radish soup, and I have already had enough saffron.If it wasn't for the things in the space, she would have been malnourished and passed out countless times.

Thinking of this, Saffron really admires the child of Tibetan Qingsong, who eats malnutrition every day, only drinks some water in the space, and is particularly energetic in his work.

"Oh! If only there was a chicken, let me have a chicken stewed with mushrooms." Saffron finished talking to herself, and clicked her mouth.

Saffron thought to herself: go back and catch a chicken that was obtained after the separation in the yard, and catch it in the space, so that it can grow up quickly.An egg is laid, a chick is hatched, the chicken turns into an egg, the egg turns into a chicken, and more and more...

Then eat chicken stewed mushrooms every day!The chickens and eggs that can't be eaten can also be sold to make money, and the days will be better by then.

While planning the future in her heart, Saffron picked the mushrooms under the tree nimbly.Put the picked mushrooms in piles on the pre-arranged withered grass leaves.

After picking four or five small piles of saffron, I stood up and stretched my waist, and saw Tibetan pines climbing up the mountain.

Shouted to him: "Qingsong, slow down, the mountain road is slippery!"

Tibetan Qingsong heard the voice, looked up at her sister, waved her hand, and continued to walk up quickly.

After a while, Tibetan pine came to her, panting lightly.

"I'm yelling at you to slow down. What are you doing so fast? You're exhausted! Come here and sit down for a while."

Saffron walked to a wooden pier nearby and said.Also put a few dried leaves on top.

Tibetan Qingsong just stood there, and said after a while: "No need! Sister, I'm not tired, I'm resting."

After speaking, he walked to a pine tree, put down the basket, and said to the saffron: "Sister, you just sit there and rest, and I will pick the rest. You watch from the side, and if I pick something wrong, please tell me quickly." .”

Tibetan Qingsong squatted down and picked up mushrooms with both hands.

Just now Saffron just told Tibetan Qingsong that the brightly colored ones are not edible, and there are some other kinds that have not had time to say, so Saffron walked over quickly.

"Look, this kind is also poisonous, so you can't take it! You can just pick this kind." Saffron held a good mushroom in her hand and handed it to him.

Holding the Tibetan green pine in his hand, he looked at it carefully, "Yes, I recognize it, sister, don't worry."

After finishing speaking, he bowed his head and picked up.Saffron went to the next tree, found a pile of flat mushrooms, and began to squat down to pick them.

Probably because no one has ever picked these mushrooms.After the rain, it is everywhere, and the saffron and blue pines don't bother to talk.

Seeing that more and more mushrooms are being picked, the small basket can't fit.Saffron was in full bloom, and she thought of a big business opportunity.

The movement of the hands didn't stop, and he said to Tibetan Qingsong while picking: "Qingsong, we don't do anything these two days, only go up the mountain to pick mushrooms."

"Sister, why are you picking so many mushrooms? Even if we can eat them, we can't finish them!" Tibetan Qingsong stopped and looked up at her sister.

Saffron also stopped what she was doing, raised her head and explained carefully to Tibetan Qingsong: "Isn't this a good day? We put it in the yard to dry, and dried it into dried mushrooms. We will take it later, and go with spinach Sell ​​it in town."

After hearing what her sister said, Cang Qingsong was both puzzled and worried...

(End of this chapter)