"It's really not poisonous?" Seeing that Zhao Yuan didn't seem to have committed suicide with a family from a restaurant, Shopkeeper Wan no longer dissuaded him, but he still didn't believe it.

"It's really not poisonous, I don't believe you can wait and see, whether we will be poisoned." Zhao Yuan said with a smile.

"Uncle......" Zhao Luo, who had eaten a chopstick, shouted pitifully.

"Quick, bolt, go call the doctor." The shopkeeper Wan saw that Zhao Luo was abnormal, and hurriedly said.

"Shopkeeper, wait a minute, Luoluo, what's wrong?" Zhao Yuan asked after stopping the bolt that was about to go out.

"I've eaten shit peppers, it's so numb." Zhao Luo said pitifully.

"Drink some water, you see, shopkeeper Wan, I said it's okay." Zhao Yuan picked up the teapot from the table, poured a bowl of tea and handed it to Zhao Luo.

Wan San was really frightened, after all, there were several cases of wild mushrooms growing on the mountains of Shu Di eating people to death before, and those mushrooms could not be eaten deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and now Zhao Yuan suddenly came to tell him that these mushrooms can be eaten and can be used as a delicacy, and it is still unacceptable for a while.

"Brother Li, it seems that this mushroom is really okay after eating?" Zhang Gongzi said.

"Let's wait, maybe the poison hasn't happened yet." Li Gongzi said.

"Yes, yes, you can't be in a hurry, Brother Zhao, and ......" Shopkeeper Wan pointed at Meng Ying.

"This is Uchiko." Zhao Yuan said.

"Oh, little lady and little girl, you sit down first, Brother Zhao, you tell me about this mushroom." Shopkeeper Wan greeted.

"Okay, shopkeeper Wan, and two sons, I'll tell a few about this mushroom." Zhao Yuan said after pulling Meng Ying and Luoluo to sit down on the stool.

"Our gray plain town is mountainous, the mountain forest is mainly pine forest, there are many kinds of mushrooms growing in summer, there are many kinds of mushrooms that are edible, such as this white lime mushroom, although the taste is relatively general, after processing, as long as the chef is good, it is crisp to eat after making;

Another example is this kind of green head mushroom, which is very delicate and delicious, and can be used to make soup, which is very delicious; There is also this chanterelle, this kind of mushroom is amazing, the mushroom is pale yellow, it can absorb the soup when cooking, and when you eat it, the juice of the mushroom is mixed with the oil and water soup, and the taste is ......"

Zhao Yuan held a pair of unused chopsticks and kept moving the various mushrooms on the plate to introduce, describing how delicious these mushrooms were.

"Brother Zhao, how do you know this?" Shopkeeper Wan looked at Zhao Yuan and couldn't help but believe it, and after sitting for so long, he didn't see any problems with the three people who finished eating mushrooms.

"yes, how do you know this as a villager?" Li Gongzi on the side also asked.

"Hehe, even though my home is in the countryside, my family used to have a book written by my predecessor, which recorded all kinds of mushrooms in detail, so I only found out." Zhao Yuan said blindly.

"Oh, you can still read?" Zhang Gongzi said suspiciously, although Zhao Yuan's speech was a little different from that of ordinary villagers, he did not look like a literate person.

"Of course, and there's a poem in that book!" Zhao Yuan said with a smile, he is from the next generation, and his master's degree is a few streets away from the two little boys in front of him, and he still suspects that he can't read.

"Are you really literate? Can you also recite poems? I don't believe it. Li Gongzi was skeptical.

"That's it, you only know two words at most, and you can read poetry, and you laugh at me!" Zhang Gongzi said with a smile.

"Of course, what if I can carry it?" Zhao Yuan said with a smile.

"If you can carry it, this jade pendant will be given to you, but if you can't, you will go back where you came from." Li Gongzi was a little anxious, and he couldn't be excited after drinking some wine.

"I don't want your jade pendant either, as long as you finish eating this plate of mushrooms, don't worry, mushrooms are not poisonous." Zhao Yuandao.

"Okay, shopkeeper Wan will help you witness it, I don't believe it yet, you can also read poetry." Li Gongzi stood up and said.

"Listen, the empty mountain is a rainy mountain, and the mountain is in a hurry, drifting cinnamon pine flower juice. The soil plaster pine and warmth are infiltrated, and the mushroom (xùn) flower group 戢戢 (jí jí) is steamed. ”

As soon as Zhao Yuan read two sentences, the two scholars were stunned, it was really a poem, and it was a poem that he had never seen before.

"Wearing through the fallen leaves, he suddenly stood up, and pushed aside the fallen leaves. The wax surface is yellow and purple, and the crispy stems are delicate and crispy. The sound is like a goose's paw, the taste is like honey, and it is smooth like a silk without a little astringency. The umbrella is not as good as the nails, and the fragrant teeth are beyond the reach of the musk. The chicken avoids the seat, and the meal is jade. The soup should not be neglected for a day, and the wax can still be stored in surplus. Zhao Yuan smiled and continued to read, this is a poem by the Southern Song Dynasty poet Yang Wanli.

"It's really a poem about mushrooms, this brother, what do you call it?" Zhang Gongzi stood up and asked with his fists clenched.

"My surname is Zhao, Zhao Yuan, what do you call the two." Zhao Yuan smiled, and casually threw out a poem to calm the two.

"Brother Zhao, my name is Zhang Xu, this is Li Yun, and we are students of Gray Plains Academy." Zhang Xu introduced.

"Hello two, do you dare to eat the mushrooms I made now?" Zhao Yuan said with a smile.

"Dare to eat, there can be such a book of poems, since it introduces mushrooms, what else is there that you dare not eat."

Li Yun took a pair of chopsticks, picked up two slices of mushrooms, and was about to send them to his mouth.

"Brother Li, slow down, Brother Zhao, this mushroom is really fine." Zhang Xu was obviously calmer and confirmed to Zhao Yuan again.

"Of course, my home is in Zhaojiazhuang, not far from Li Town, and if the mushrooms sold are poisonous, I can't run away." Zhao Yuan said, first sandwiched a few slices of mushrooms and ate them.

"Okay, then let me taste this fragrant mushroom." After Zhang Xu finished speaking, he picked up a piece of mushroom and put it in his mouth, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

The fresh aroma of mushrooms, mixed with the fragrance of green onions, ginger and garlic, and the very comfortable taste of sesame pepper, Zhang Xu only felt that his mouth was full of relish.

Two words, delicious.

"Brother Zhang, how is it?" Li Yun, who was stopped by Zhang Xu, asked with a mushroom between them.

"It's delicious, Brother Li, you can also try it." Zhang Xu put down his chopsticks and nodded.

"I'll taste it too." Seeing this, the shopkeeper also joined the ranks of eating mushrooms.

Meng Ying, who was sitting on the side, was stunned at this moment, the husband she married made her feel a little strange, not only did she know a lot of things, she didn't have the kind of head of the family, but she was also literate, and she could chat with those two readers, Meng Ying was a little panicked.

"Xiaoying, what's wrong, isn't it uncomfortable?" Zhao Yuan noticed that Meng Ying's expression was wrong, and grabbed her hand and asked.

"Brother Yuan, I'm fine." Meng Ying felt her man's somewhat wet hands, and her face turned a little red, but she was relieved in her heart, this was still her husband.

"Uncle, they eat so fast." Zhao Luo leaned into Zhao Yuan's ear and whispered.

"Haha, that's our mushroom delicious." Zhao Yuan said with a smile.

"Brother Zhao, I want all your mushrooms." After eating a plate of mushrooms, Wan San took a sip of tea, rinsed his mouth and said.

"No problem, shopkeeper Wan, this mushroom will become the specialty of your restaurant." Zhao Yuan said with a smile, these mushrooms he brought have finally found a market.

"How do you price this mushroom?" Shopkeeper Wan asked.

"According to the different types of mushrooms, the price is different, what price does the shopkeeper think my mushroom should be?"

"A pound of thirty iron coins?"

"This white lime fungus and rice soup mushroom are forty wen a catty, the green head mushroom is fifty wen, the chanterelle yellow and the chicken fir are eighty wen?" Zhao Yuan said.

"Little brother, it's a little expensive, we have a lot of Funing Lou in Shudi, if your mushroom is popular, other restaurants will be on it, your price is too high."

"If the shopkeeper buys mushrooms from me in the future, then I can reduce it a little more, and I can also give you the cooking method of these mushrooms."

Zhao Yuan and Wan San bargained, and finally priced the mushrooms to thirty-five wen a catty, and only took the goods from Zhao Yuan, but Zhao Yuan wanted to hand over all the recipes for making mushrooms to Funing Lou, and signed an agreement with each other to pay Zhao Yuan five copper coins in advance, and the thirty-one catties of mushrooms brought by Zhao Yuan were sold for two hundred and seventy copper coins.

The poem that Zhao Yuan read was also begged by the shopkeeper Wan, and asked Zhang Xu to write it down and frame it in the restaurant. Zhao Yuan wrote down a few mushroom dishes and handed them to the shopkeeper Wan, and at this time, Wan San did not doubt that Zhao Yuan was literate, although Zhao Yuan's writing was only barely able to read. Because Zhao Yuan can't write many traditional characters, in the opinion of the shopkeeper Wan, many words are still lacking in pen and drawing.

Zhao Yuan has reached the first pot of gold in this era, and he has arrived!