Author: Songhuadan Superman

Li Shengli took out two dried mushrooms the size of peonies, placed them in front of Jiang Ancheng, and said happily: "Look, can they be tied?"

Jiang Ancheng nodded: "It's very good. I'll fry up a pot of green pepper, dried mushroom and fried rice later."

"Okay, I'll go outside to take care of the fungi first."

This kind of large ganba fungus is relatively easy to clean. The other small ganba fungi are full of mud and needles. It takes a lot of effort for anyone to clean the ganba fungus.

Li Shengli was washing the fungi in the yard. The colorful wild fungi in a large wooden basin were very beautiful.

After Yi Weimin had rested, he came out of the house with a camera in his hand.

Seeing Li Shengli washing the rainbow-clear fungi, he couldn't help but raise his camera and freeze the scene on film.

Yi Weimin knelt down, picked up a dried mushroom, and surprisingly said, "I'll help too."

Yi Weimin didn't seem like someone who could do rough work. Li Shengli shook his head, "It doesn't matter, it will be washed in a moment."

With such a big pot of fungi, how can it be said that it is washed as soon as it is washed?

Yi Weimin brought a short stool over and imitated Li Shengli in picking the needles from the mushrooms.

Some needles penetrate into the ganba fungus, so it is difficult to clean. You must break the ganba fungus into small pieces and pull out the needles little by little.

Yi Weimin washed it for a long time before a small piece came out.

Song Lingjun looked at him and smiled charmingly, "You are too slow."

Yi Weimin smiled and said, "It's indeed a bit slow. If I have to wash this basin, I guess everyone won't be able to eat until dawn."

Li Shengli raised his head and said: "The more difficult it is to wash, the more fragrant it is. Only in this way can I never forget it."

"Hahaha, what the village chief said is absolutely true."

Suddenly, Song Xueyao asked hesitantly: "How do you preserve the fungi? Do you just dry them in the sun?"

Li Shengli smiled and said: "What fungi are you looking at?" He picked up a big old man's head from the basin and gave an example: "Such big and thick fungi are not easy to dry and need to be cut into slices to dry." He picked it up again.

A handful of chanterelles and milk mushrooms said, "This kind of fungus is relatively small, just dry it in the sun."

He also specially explained: "If it's cloudy and rainy, we will use the fire pit to dry it out."

Song Xueyao understood, turned and went into the back room, and took out a bamboo basket, which contained the fungus and medicinal materials they collected yesterday, as well as the trumpet fungus that Jiang Ancheng had given her before.

Song Xueyao was about to fetch water and wash it herself, but was stopped by Li Shengli: "No need to wash it. It will get damaged easily if you dry it in the sun after washing. Just cut off the dirt with a knife, dry it in the sun and store it. Then wash it when you want to eat."

Yi Weimin suddenly revealed his expression and sighed with such a profound and profound expression.

Aunt Yufei cooked some thumb corn, and also mixed some mangoes and plums and brought them out for everyone to fill their stomachs first.

Suddenly, the children's cheerful laughter came from the bottom of the steps.

The unicorn that was originally gathering around Jiang Ancheng's feet and playing with chicken feathers suddenly ran away and ran to the stone steps of the dam, wagging its tail happily to greet its little master.

When Xiaoyuer saw Qilin's eyes brightening up, he specially gave Qilin the two big frogs tied in his hand to smell.

The half-dead frog suddenly raised his leg and kicked Qilin in the face.

Qilin was so frightened that he jumped up and howled.

Xiao Yuer giggled, her innocent and bright smile was frozen by Yi Weimin who quietly raised his camera.

The flash of light flashed past, arousing Xiao Yu'er's strong curiosity. He carried the frog and approached Yi Weimin, which frightened Song Xueyao and took several steps back.

Seeing that Song Xueyao was scared, Li Shengli stood up and took the frog from Xiao Yu'er's hand, "It's quite fat. Let your dad roast it for you later."

Xiao Yu'er nodded happily, but his eyes were glued to the camera in Yi Weimin's hand.

Yi Weimin squatted down and looked into Xiao Yu'er's eyes with his camera.

Xiao Yu'er saw the shrunken Qilin through the small picture window. He looked excited and asked in surprise, "What is this?"

Yi Weimin didn't mind that Xiao Yu'er was still muddy, and patiently told him: "This is a camera, for taking pictures."

Xiao Yu'er opened his eyes wide. Although he didn't understand, he was greatly shocked.

He turned around and searched around for Jiang Ancheng's whereabouts, "Where's my dad, dad!!!"

Li Shengli smiled and said: "Your father is behind you. Wash your hands, eat some corn, and stop running around."

Before Li Shengli finished speaking, Xiao Yuer went to Jiang Ancheng like a storm.

"dad!"

Hearing his voice before seeing him, Jiang Ancheng turned around and saw that Xiao Yu'er had already rushed to him excitedly, raising his little hands and describing loudly, "Dad, camera, a square camera! I want a camera!"

The camera in Yi Weimin's hand is imported from abroad and costs thousands of dollars at least.

Domestic cameras such as Hongmei, Huashan, Qingdao, etc., cost tens to hundreds of yuan. In the 1980s when the per capita salary was only more than 100 yuan, owning a camera was no less than owning a modern camera.

The most fashionable and expensive smartphone.

Compared with cameras, film consumption is higher.

Many families bought cameras but were reluctant to use film, and they didn't take many photos throughout the year.

Jiang Ancheng agreed to Xiao Yu'er, "Be obedient, and daddy will take you to the city to buy something next time, okay?"

Jiang Ancheng believed that he was now able to afford the money for his children and wife, so he bought a camera to take more photos so that he could take a closer look when he gets older.

Xiao Yu'er held Jiang Ancheng's face in shock and kissed her, "Long live!"

Jiang Ancheng felt his face was sticky and had a fishy smell, so he couldn't help laughing and scolding: "Smelly boy, you caught a frog without washing your hands, right? Go and wash your hands!"

Xiao Yu'er obediently ran to wash his hands. Jiang Ancheng had almost plucked the chicken feathers. He carried it to the kitchen, chopped it into pieces, threw it into a large iron pot and blanch it for later use. He added oil and sauteed the garlic and ginger slices until fragrant.

Add the blanched chicken pieces and ham and fry for a while, then pour it into a large stone pot and cook slowly over firewood.

While the mushroom soup base was simmering, Jiang Ancheng began to prepare other dipping waters and side dishes.

You can't just eat pots, you must also have some special dishes.

Just as I was thinking about it, Aunt Yufei walked in and asked, "Would you like some steamed bait shreds?"

Jiang Ancheng nodded, "Okay."

Aunt Yufei immediately went to work. Jiang Ancheng glanced at the mint and passion fruit on the ground in the backyard and suddenly had an idea.

Fried potatoes with mint and rice noodles mixed with passion fruit are so delicious and unique!

Because there were so many people, he specially brought a basket to pick mint, and another basket to pick passion fruits that fell from the vines.

Li Shengli was busy at the front, and everyone came over to watch Jiang Ancheng pick mint.

Yuncheng's mint has the same status as ginger, onion, and garlic. In many places, mint is standard when eating rice noodles.

Fried potato with mint is not an unusual way to eat in their local area, but as expected, this was the first time for Yi Weimin and others to hear about it.

Everyone says I am salty, but I really am not salty. I am still updating it with four thousand words, five thousand words and six thousand words. It is just a big chapter. Everyone thinks it is short, so I will update it separately.
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