Just as Chunqiu was stopping, several gray pine trees had already run over beside her, and Chunqiu leaned the basket on her back against the pine trees on the side, ready to pick some mushrooms around the pine forest. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

There are many types of mushrooms around the pine forests, but most of them are not edible, especially those that are brightly colored and have a strong flavor.

Spring and Autumn bent over, carefully reached out and peeled off the layer of pine needles attached to the top, under the pine needles was the small mushroom, picked some pine mushrooms, white mushrooms, grass mushrooms, and filled the back basket with a small half.

"It's only May, but there is no pine tower chestnut to eat, it's a pity" Chunqiu looked up at the little squirrels standing on the top of the pine tree and kept shouting and screaming, and shook his head as if pity.

The squirrels didn't know that their food had been taken care of by others.

The pine forest is easy to walk, and if you walk a little further, you will arrive at the place where the fungus is produced.

"Huh... Bump"

Chunqiu kicked a pine tower into the weeds on the side.

I saw the weeds in front of me flicker a few times, and then regained calm.

Chunqiu smiled and narrowed his eyes, withdrew his gaze from a distance, followed the pine tower under his feet, and kicked next to the weeds again.

At this moment, because the accuracy was not enough, Chunqiu did not hear the sound, and the pine tower brushed along the pine tree next to it.

"It's a pity, it's a waste" Chunqiu finished speaking, and didn't continue the small action just now, she raised her feet and walked forward, but before she left, she accidentally glanced at the pine tree that had just passed by, in vain, Chunqiu hurriedly stopped her steps and turned her head to walk towards the pine tree.

The two back baskets were thrown on the ground, and Chunqiu excitedly ran to the pine tree and stopped, looking at the small thing in front of him with a black and globulous surface, Chunqiu burst into a smile, "It's really a truffle."

The truffle was highly regarded in later generations, but in ancient times, it was just a mountain mushroom that tasted good and could be eaten.

The few globular mountain mushrooms under the pine tree in front of me are the truffles that Spring and Autumn said in their mouths.

It's just that because of the season, these truffles look crumpled, as if they have lost too much water.

Chunqiu didn't care, determined the other party's variety, and picked these truffles with a roar.

"It's good to make chicken soup with this truffle" Chunqiu felt that the few in front of him were not enough, and he was going to look for them along the surrounding pine trees for a while.

Although she didn't know why this thing grew here, maybe it was the right conditions, or maybe it was a genetic mutation, whatever? Chunqiu didn't care how this thing came about, she cared about how to eat it now.

Putting the truffles in her hand into the back basket, Chunqiu looked around carefully, not to mention, she really found some, but the quantity was small, and the quality was not very good.

Spring and Autumn plans to pick out the poor quality and go home to stew chicken to eat, and the rest is in good condition, she is ready to dry it and grind it into powder, and put some on it for cooking soup, which can definitely enhance the flavor and freshness.

With the windfall, Spring and Autumn seemed even happier, and when they arrived at the fungus area, they were even more energetic to pack a lot of fungus and leave.

When Chunqiu went back, she walked along the road she came from, and she still wanted to take a look at the place where she wrestled and picked Ganoderma lucidum before, but the place was too far away, and the pit several meters deep also made her feel palpitated, and finally had to give up and return directly to the same way.

When Spring and Autumn returned home, her father Yang Weibai and Huzi had already returned home with the harvest of hunting.

The harvest of this time up the mountain is not small, Chunqiu first looked at a few pheasants and hares placed in her yard, and then glanced at the wild deer that her father was cleaning up, and sighed in her heart that this time it was a bumper harvest.

Yang Weibai noticed the movement outside the door, turned around and greeted, "Qiu'er is back"

"Hmm" Chunqiu nodded fiercely at her father, "Dad, why don't we eat wild ** at night" Chunqiu has truffles in her back basket, so she prefers truffle pheasant soup.

"Okay, wait a while, Dad will pick a fat pheasant and kill it, and keep it for our stew to eat at night" Yang Weibai kept moving in his hands, and a few words in his mouth decided the fattest of those pheasants.

Chunqiu got her father's reply and was very satisfied, as for her father's practice of cutting venison, he should have planned to send the venison to Grandma and Auntie.

Sure enough, Chunqiu put down the back basket in his hand, and her father Yang Weibai went out with two pieces of cut venison.

When she took out all the fungus mushrooms in the basket to dry, her father came back empty-handed, and Chunqiu glanced at it, well, the venison was sent out.

"Qiu'er, you wait, dad will kill the chicken for you" As soon as the words fell, Chunqiu saw her father carrying the fattest one in the pheasant pile and walking away with a smile.

Chunqiu also sped up the movements in his hand, put the remaining truffles into his arms, and ran into the kitchen like a baby, taking the newly connected water to clean the truffles briefly, Chunqiu planned how to stew the pheasants for a while.

Truffle pheasant soup, the main ingredients are of course truffles and pheasant, ingredients such as green onions, ginger slices, pepper, spices, etc.

Chunqiu took advantage of the fact that her father had not cleaned up the pheasant, and rummaged through all the ingredients that would be used for a while, of course, these ingredients were all taken by Chunqiu from her milk, Chunqiu and they had just returned, and there was nothing in the kitchen.

"Qiu'er, is this pheasant diced?"

Her father walked in with a whole gutted pheasant.

"No need to cut" Chunqiu took the whole pheasant from her father's hand.

"Huh? That's not good to stew," Yang Weibai said with some concern.

"When the time comes, put some ginger slices in the chicken's belly, and just cut two knives next to it."

Only a whole chicken tastes good when it is stewed, and it falls apart when it is cut.

Put some sliced truffles into the belly of the chicken, the truffles have a strong aroma, and when the time comes, the chicken will taste even more delicious.

In order to be able to hold a whole chicken, Chunqiu deliberately found a large tin can to stew it, added the chicken to the water filled with seasonings, covered Chunqiu with a lid, and moved the tin can to the brazier for heating and stewing.

Because the pheasant meat is not easy to stew, it was not until the sun set that they ate this truffle pheasant soup in the spring and autumn.

The rich fragrance filled the whole room, and Chunqiu picked up the iron spoon and cut the stewed chicken into four parts, and put them in porcelain bowls.

Because of the addition of truffle flavor inside, this freshly cooked pheasant meat is more tender and delicious than usual, full of chewiness, and the family of four, including Spring and Autumn, eats a whole can of chicken.

After Chunqiu finished eating, she went back to the house with a big belly, and fell on the bed with her head up, Chunqiu was still reminiscing about the aroma of the chicken she had eaten before, she didn't expect that truffles would play such a big role, she decided that she must pick more truffles in a few days......