A few Xiao Si moved together, a hundred pieces of ink is not much, that is, the box is big, looking at the space, in fact, the ink is not very big, put it well, and the basket is almost loaded.

Han Yun brought the mushrooms, monkey head and lingzhi that he picked on the mountain today, as well as the remaining pheasants and hares, to Sun Wenjin.

Sun Wenjin was really grateful in his heart, and the Zhang family not only gave him the priority to sell the ink, but also entertained him with two delicious meals.

I brought him so many things when I left, although I picked my own lion's mane mushrooms, but I knew in my heart that all the products I picked were defective, and the ones that people took were big and good.

There is also Ganoderma lucidum and wild meat, which can not be given to him, but people give it, which means that people regard him as a friend, and it shows that people are not greedy for cheap, and they are worthy of deep friendship.

Although he said that he would eat at Zhang's house in the future and gave fifty taels of silver, the meals served by others were meals that were not available in the big restaurants in Fucheng.

Such a meal can be eaten in a few meals for fifty taels of silver. Especially the barbecue in the evening, and the wine.

I want to take it back to my parents and try it, the first time I came to buy wine and bring it back, I have to ask if I have the opportunity next time, buy a few catties and go back to my parents to taste.

There were no outsiders around, and the family sat around and began to discuss Mo's affairs.

"Dad, Wen Jin brought the ink back to Fucheng this time, and our name will be counted out in the future, as long as someone orders from us in the future, we will have to increase production, and our yard will not be enough to see, I want to choose a piece of land and build an ink-making workshop." Zhang Shuli said.

"Well, then build it, choose a bigger place, and our family will directly build a big house."

"Then I'll go to the village chief tomorrow and see which piece of land is suitable." When Zhang Shuli heard that the old man agreed, he was also very excited, and his family was about to have a workshop.

And they washed themselves and went to rest.

Han Yun was busy with skewers tonight and sweating, and wanted to go into the space to take a shower, so she waited for Zhang Hanmei to fall asleep and entered the space.

When she entered the space, she didn't rush to take a shower, and checked what she took out, whether it had recovered its original quantity, and saw if it really had the ability to automatically replenish.

The seasoning position that I used to make a mark is full. Everything that I used was restored to the way it was at the beginning, as if it had not been used.

Han Yun was so happy that she wanted to roll on the ground a few times.

"It's great, I'm not afraid that I won't be able to eat the food of the original world in the future, the great god of crossing is really not thin to me, it's definitely my father haha......"

Then there was a burst of ghost crying wolf laughter in the space, but fortunately no one heard it, otherwise it would really scare people half to death.

confirmed that the space could be reset, and Han Yunxin also let go, and was in a beautiful mood, so she went to see the acre of black land.

She still remembers that big Lingzhi!

When I went to the black soil, I carefully buried the piece of wood with Ganoderma lucidum in the soil, and sprayed some water on the roots of Ganoderma lucidum with a small watering can, and the wood was wet before stopping.

I saw that the elm mushroom that was collected first had grown a lot, and I was afraid that it would grow too big and rot if it was too strong, so I took a fruit knife, picked the mushroom, and sprayed water again.

Remembering that there are more than ten packs of raw cumin grains in the house, I thought that there is nothing to grow in the black soil of the space, so I will try cumin, anyway, it is empty, and it will take some time to plant it.

In her previous life, before she was twenty-six years old, Han Yun lived in the countryside and knew how to farm, so she still knew how to plant cumin.

The black soil is fertile and soft, wading out a shallow ditch on the ground with his feet, scattering the seeds in the ditch, and when all the planting is finished, Han Yun is also tired and has a sore back.

is also grateful for the fertile and soft land, otherwise Han Yun would have to give up planting.

After the cumin was planted, I was tired and sweaty, and this time I went directly to the space bathroom to wash my hair and take a good shower.

Blow dry your hair before you go out of the space to sleep.