In the afternoon, Zhao Yuan went up the mountain for a total of three rounds, each time he returned with a full load, Meng Ying at home has been busy handling the mushrooms picked up by Zhao Yuan, and Zhao Yuan helped deal with them for a while after returning from Nanshan for the third time, before he finished cleaning up all the mushrooms.

The next day, Zhao Yuan went up the mountain early in the morning to pick up mushrooms, Meng Ying and Xiao Zhao Luo handled the processing at home, and the large vegetable jar behind the kitchen was almost filled with lime mushrooms that had been washed and cut into thin strips, and even the bucket used to carry water and the vegetable bowl used to wash vegetables were filled with other kinds of mushrooms.

The pigweed didn't have time to be cut, but fortunately, there were a lot of banana trees growing next to Zhao Yuan's vegetable field, and cutting a banana tree could be used as pig food for two days.

After the tuber of the nettle is cut off, the skin is scraped off, and it can be eaten directly after washing, eating with the texture of eating chicken legs, with a faint sweetness and fragrance, it is very delicious, and it has become Zhao Luo's second favorite snack after the prickly bubble.

The hare Zhao originally came to prepare for a tooth sacrifice, but Meng Ying didn't let it, and when he was about to catch the market, he took it to the town and sold it.

The day of the market arrived, and before it was very bright, Zhao Yuan and Meng Ying got up, because they said last night that they would get up early and fry the mushrooms and take them to the market as a demonstration, so that they could sell the other mushrooms.

After picking up so many mushrooms and coming back, she hadn't made a meal of mushrooms to eat, Meng Ying had been worried about whether she would pick it up in vain, but looking at Zhao Yuan's confident appearance, she couldn't help but look forward to it a little more. Anyway, it's the farming season, and even if the effort is wasted in the end, there is nothing to delay.

"Brother Yuan, this is the shit pepper and the leaves of the shit pepper we picked up by the river yesterday." After washing her face, Meng Ying brought in a bamboo sieve from outside the house, which contained dog shit peppers and pepper leaves.

Dog shit pepper is actually a kind of pepper, a kind of wild pepper, but the fruit is smaller than pepper, Zhao Yuan and Meng Ying went to pick a lot of it yesterday, and after a little drying, it was used as a seasoning for stir-frying mushrooms, so that the hemp flavor is there, but unfortunately there is no pepper.

The green onions, ginger and garlic were prepared last night, Zhao Yuan cut the green onions, ginger and garlic, asked Meng Ying to burn the fire, scooped a large lump of solidified lard into the pot, put the shit peppers, pepper leaves, and ginger and garlic to stir-fry, scooped up a large bowl of mushrooms and rinsed them, pinched off most of the water and stir-fried in the pot, added salt and soy sauce, stir-fried for five minutes, fried most of the water, and got out of the pot.

"Brother Yuan, why are you so good at cooking." Meng Ying looked at Zhao Yuanlisuo's movements and asked curiously.

"My family is just me and my eldest brother, my eldest brother is busy in the field every day, and I am the one who cooks at home, and it will naturally be if I do more." In fact, Zhao Yuan's cooking skills come from later generations, as a non-famous foodie, the articles and videos of various foods on the Internet can always let Zhao Yuan take a closer look, and then try it himself when he has time, but most of the time what he imagines is not the same as what he made.

"Also, Brother Yuan, you have to teach me more, I think the dishes you make are delicious, can this mushroom really be eaten?" Meng Ying smelled the aroma of mushrooms fried by Zhao Yuan and said.

"You can eat it, as long as these mushrooms are cooked, there will be no problem, don't worry, didn't you cook a few mushrooms in the pig food for the pig to eat, you don't see that there is nothing at all." Zhao Yuan said with a smile, when Zhao Yuan fed the pigs at noon yesterday, he found that there were mushrooms in the pig food, and at that time he knew Meng Ying's careful thoughts.

"Ah, Brother Yuan, you know." Meng Ying blushed a little.

"It's okay, it's normal for you to worry." Zhao Yuan said with a smile.

"I'm worried about poisoning the pigs."

"Don't you see that there is no problem at all, don't worry, let's make a few green onion cakes and take them for breakfast and lunch when we go to the market." Zhao Yuan was worried that the grain and mushrooms he brought to the market would not be sold.

"Okay, I'll bury the fire first and go see if Luoluo is awake." Meng Ying said and buried the firewood ashes in the stove hole on the firewood, and then walked towards the bedroom.

Zhao Yuan and noodles, add chopped green onions, salt, lard, then roll out the dough cake into a cake shape, stick to the edge of the pot and burn, turn the fire in the stove a little bigger, cover the pot, wait for two or three minutes to change the side of the cake and continue to burn, until the green onion cake is burned until both sides are golden.

"Uncle, I'm up." When Zhao Yuan was almost baked the cake, Luoluo changed into clean clothes and followed Meng Ying into the kitchen.

"Luoluo is up, it's time to wash your face and have breakfast." Last night, the little girl was very excited when she thought about going to the market today, and she fell asleep very late.

"I'll take a look at the rabbit first." The little girl has been taking care of the hare for the past two days, which made Zhao Yuan a little unbearable to sell the rabbit.

"The rabbit is there, come and wash your face." Meng Ying scooped some hot water from the clay pot next to the stove into the basin and shouted.

"Oh, the bunny is going to be sold today, I want to see it again." Zhao Luo said.

"You can still see it on the way to the market, wash your face first, your uncle fried mushrooms this morning, don't you want to eat them?" Meng Ying looked at the little girl's nostalgia for the hare, and she was also a little uncomfortable.

"Want to eat, are the mushrooms delicious?" When Zhao Luo heard that he was going to eat mushrooms, he immediately followed Meng Ying to wash his face, took three pairs of chopsticks from his chopstick pocket, and then sat down at the dining table, looking at the mushrooms on the table with a look of anticipation.

"Eat." Zhao Yuan scooped up the golden green onion cake from the pot and put it on the table and said.

"It's delicious, the mushrooms are delicious, the cakes are delicious, it's so hemp." Zhao Luo said as he ate cakes and mushrooms.

"It's all fried greenhead mushrooms and chicken fir mushrooms, of course it's delicious." Zhao Yuan said with a smile, among the several kinds of mushrooms picked up, the most delicious ones were chanterelle yellow and chicken fir, followed by green head mushrooms.

Eating green onion cakes with mushrooms, after breakfast, Meng Ying cleaned up the kitchen, and then fed the pigs, Zhao Yuan went to scoop up a small half of the mushrooms, put them in a sieve to filter out the water, and then sorted them into a sack.

"Hehe, it's pretty heavy." Zhao Yuan lifted two sacks, which weighed more than thirty pounds.

After packing up the mushrooms, Zhao Yuan came to Zhao Dazhu's room again, and filled a sack of wheat from the cabinet, about forty catties, ready to carry it to the market to sell.

"Xiaoying, have you cleaned up? Okay, let's go. ”

"Immediately, Brother Yuan, how can you carry so many things to the market?" After waiting for a while, Meng Ying changed her clothes and came out, looked at the three sacks of mushrooms and wheat that Zhao Yuan was carrying and asked.

"It's not heavy, I'll pick it up, you pack the mushrooms I fried in the morning and we'll set off, Luoluo, you have to walk to the market by yourself." Zhao Yuan said.

"Okay, uncle, I can help hold the rabbit." The little girl nodded and said.

Zhao Yuan took out a basket from the house, put wheat at one end and mushrooms at the other, and then put a bag of bracken nettle roots in the basket, took the flat shoulder, picked up the basket and tried it, less than eighty catties, okay, not very difficult.

Meng Ying carried the basket, which contained some vegetables such as beans and eggplants from her own vegetable field, as well as Zhao Yuan's fried mushrooms, wrapped Zhao Yuan's branded green onion cakes in cloth, and filled two bamboo tubes of boiled water, and was ready to set off.

"Go upstairs and go to the market!" The little girl shouted happily.

"Let's go to the market, there is no little donkey, there is a ...... in the waves" Walking on the road, Zhao Yuan looked at the happy little girl, couldn't help singing, picked up the basket, took Meng Ying and Luoluo, and walked towards the town.

"Uncle, what is a little donkey?"

"The little donkey is an animal like a cow, and it can pull a cart."

"Oh, if only I had one in my house!"

"There will be later!"