"Don't worry, let's wait for the New Year."

Xia Ning also suddenly came up with the idea, now everyone is still celebrating the festival, but it is not suitable to start construction now.

"Okay."

**

After Mrs. Song's publicity in the morning, many people in the village came to see them play mahjong in the afternoon, and in line with the etiquette of visiting the door, Mrs. Ding took her granddaughter to arrange seats and tea for everyone.

Well, in this way, the Song family's hall has really become a mahjong parlor.

In this regard, Xia Ning also couldn't cry or laugh, fortunately, during the Chinese New Year, what she paid attention to was personal popularity and liveliness, anyway, the hall was very spacious and could accommodate dozens of people, so it was up to them to be lively.

And Xia Ning and Song Shaoqin didn't have much interest in mahjong, and there were more things that interested them than mahjong, so the two of them stayed in the hall for a while and went back to their right room.

In the afternoon, Song Shaoqin stayed in the house to read, his biggest hobby is reading, and he likes to read all kinds of books when he has nothing to do, from this point of view, he can be regarded as a proper otaku.

For a world without the Internet, Xia Ning can't sit still at home, and she doesn't know how to embroider like the ancient boudoir ladies, where can she sit still?

So, she took Qiaoxin and Huoxiang to the greenhouse not far away.

It just so happened that when she was wholesaling at the farmer's market some time ago, she bought a lot of crops, and now she is idle anyway, and she plans to try artificially cultivated mushrooms.

Of course, it is definitely not possible for her to professionally cultivate mushroom greenhouses, after all, she does not have that professional ability, and she can't cultivate mushrooms, so she directly chooses the welfare of lazy people: mushroom bags.

If you just grow fungus packs in a greenhouse, it is relatively much simpler, and you can save a lot of cumbersome steps.

Xia Ning chose a declination angle in the greenhouse, because the light in this corner is relatively dark, and the temperature and soil are more in line with the conditions of cultivating fungus bags.

She then tears off the membrane on the surface of the pack and plants the plant into the soil, after which she just needs to keep it moist.

"Miss, what are you planting here?" Huoxiang couldn't help but ask curiously.

Xia Ning replied, "Shiitake mushrooms and straw mushrooms." ”

Last time she bought these two kinds of mushrooms, it is also a more popular mushroom that is very suitable for cooking, she bought a hundred bags at a time, listen to the boss's introduction, a mushroom bag can produce three to four times of mushrooms, a single output of about two catties.

The interval between each two growth and harvest is between half a month and a month, which is quite efficient.

"Huh? Can mushrooms in the mountains still be grown on their own? Huoxiang was very surprised, she had always thought that the mushrooms that grew in the mountains could only grow in the mountains, and she had never heard of anyone who could grow mushrooms at home?

Xia Ning smiled and said, "Of course, what I just planted in the soil is the mushroom seed, as long as the soil and temperature are right, you can grow mushrooms at home." ”

"It's the first time I've heard of it." Huoxiang was stunned, feeling that today was another day to be refreshed by Miss.

Qiaoxin's eyes were full of admiration, "Miss, how do you know so much, I feel that you know everything, and you are even more powerful than those teaching gentlemen." ”

If it was before, the person she admired the most would definitely be the teacher in the town, but since following Miss, the person she admires the most in her heart is Miss of her family, and no one can surpass it.

Mademoiselle is her role model!

Hearing this, Xia Ning couldn't help laughing, if she really grew up in this dynasty, then she might not be much better than them, and everything now is just stained with the light of her ancestors.

"In fact, as long as you study more and study harder, you will be like me in the future, or even know more than me."

"Okay, we must study hard and read more books."

The two girls said with a firm expression, their eyes full of yearning, and they looked forward to the day when they could become as good as Miss.

This time, 10 mushroom packs were planted in each of the shiitake mushrooms and straw mushrooms, and if you count the time, they can be harvested around mid-February, just in time for the green and yellow crops.

Although there are only 20 mushroom packets, each mushroom pack can produce three or four mushrooms, which means that you can eat them until the end of May, and the output of each time is not small, which can add a delicious dish to everyone's table.

It doesn't matter if it's stir-fried, stir-fried meat, or stewed soup.

"That's it! Go home. ”

After working for more than an hour, after Xia Ning planted the fungus bag, she also picked some fresh vegetables and fruits, ready to be used as ingredients for the evening.

**

That night, Xia Ning was still in charge of the Song family's dinner, but she didn't continue to cook home-cooked food tonight, but prepared a lot of cleaned vegetables and meat with a few people with ingenuity.

When they saw Song Jingze, who was helping, holding a large iron pot on the table, everyone was stunned.

"What is this?"

"Didn't you say it's time to eat?"

"Why are all the vegetables and meat on the table raw?"

"Ozawa, what are you doing when you bring the iron pot to the table?"

"Could it be that we still have to wait for the pot to boil?"

Song Shaoqin instantly understood when he saw it, and hurriedly answered, "This is called hot pot, and it is a way to eat it in Ningning's hometown, which is to eat while cooking." ”

"Huh? Do you want to eat like this? ”

"Sounds very innovative."

"Hot pot? It's an interesting name. ”

"Isn't this similar to a pot of stew in our border barracks?"

"Since it's the way to eat in Xiao Ning's hometown, let's experience it tonight."

Song Shaoqin went on to say, "The ingredients on the table are all that can be used to cook in the pot, like this kind of meat slices, just eat them hot, just soak them in the pot a few times."

So before Xia Ning entered the hall, Song Shaoqin gave a detailed introduction to everyone.

"Here comes the seasoning~"

Xia Ning walked in with a tray with a smile, because of cooking, her hair was directly tied behind her head with a hosta, and she didn't pay attention to any hairstyle.

"Come, this is the seasoning I prepared for everyone, if you want to eat hot pot deliciously, this dipping sauce is very important, everyone matches it according to their own taste~"

"Okay, I'll try."

"Sister Xia, how do you think I should be seasoned?"

"I'm going to make the best dipping sauce ever."

"It's a strange way to eat."

In an instant, the Song family hall was lively, and everyone ate heartily around the pot, eating all the ingredients prepared.

Such a novel way of eating made everyone in the Song family very satisfied, but the result of eating was sad, and they had a stomach in the middle of the night!

Just when a few men had emptied their stomachs and squatted their feet weak, they suddenly heard a unique whistle from the entrance of the village.

Not good, there is hostility!!

Xia Ning, who was squatting in the toilet: What?? Hostile? Roll the calf's ~ can't you let me squat in the toilet and come back?