Yang Chengsi shook his head, "No need, starting tomorrow I will be carving a dragon statue at home, and I probably won't have time to come out again.

I just saw those clusters of mushrooms and my hands felt a little itchy, so I just came over here."

Jiayin thought for a moment and said, "Then let's pick some and take them home today. We're already here anyway. Let's go back and ask my aunt to make fried mushrooms. My cousin must like to eat mushrooms."

Otherwise, I wouldn’t have stared at those mushrooms endlessly.

Yang Chengsi really likes eating mushrooms.

It's just that when they came to the southern border, in addition to picking a lot of mushrooms on the way, they only dared to pick mushrooms based on what the locals picked, for fear of picking poisonous ones.

After settling in Xiangyun Town, he didn't dare to go into the mountains. One was because he was afraid of picking the wrong ones, and the other was because he was afraid of encountering snakes and wild beasts.

Of course, when his father and uncle went into the mountains to chop wood, they didn't take him with them.

As for my father and the others, they need a lot of wood to make charcoal, and they don’t even have time to work. How can they have time to pick these little mushrooms?

So he hadn't eaten for a long time, and he was really thinking about it.

After hearing the good news, Fang Zhiyuan had no objection. Anyway, they had only one day today. They got the wood and a big wild boar in such a short time, which was considered to be an overfulfillment of the task.

Anyway, they had nothing to do when they went back in the afternoon, so they simply got off Liuliu and Huihui, and the three of them picked mushrooms on the side of the road while reciting mantras to drive away snakes.

Jiayin picked a small pile and put it next to him, then stood up and chopped some thin canes with the hatchet he brought with him in the bushes not far away.

Take the thin vines back and put them on the ground, and rub them one by one with your hands. They will change from vines with thin thorns and branches and leaves into smooth and soft off-white thin strips.

The quick movements of the two chubby hands seemed to create afterimages, and soon a delicate basket appeared in their hands.

Fang Zhiyuan was already used to it. Sister Jiayin liked to knit things. She knitted all the bamboo utensils at home, which were much more delicate and complicated than this one.

This was the first time Yang Chengsi saw it, and he was shocked by Jiayin's operation and hand speed.

Especially at the beginning, the cane was covered with fine thorns. He was just about to remind his little sister not to get pricked on his hands, but when he touched his fleshy little hands, the cane became smooth!

Then we made an exquisite basket by knitting it three times, five times and two times. It was really amazing!

When he came back to his senses, he picked up Jiayin's little hand and examined it carefully. He was relieved when he saw that it was really not injured, not even red.

He praised vigorously: "Sister Jiayin, you are so awesome! This basket is so exquisite, I can't bear to use it to hold things."

Jiayin was so proud of his praise that she grinned with her little mouth open.

She just likes others to praise her, and the more such praises, the better.

So he stood up and cut some thicker rattan on the side. Following the previous steps, he soon wove a larger basket.

Passed it to Yang Chengsi and looked at him eagerly.

At this moment, Yang Chengsi miraculously understood what the little girl meant, and said with a smile: "This basket is bigger and more beautiful. Jiayin is really the most ingenious little girl I have ever seen."

Jiayin nodded with satisfaction and said, "Now that we have the basket, let's pick more mushrooms and take them back."

I tilted my head and thought about it, if there are mushrooms, how can there be no chicken? Chicken stewed with mushrooms is the official match!

However, the chickens raised at home are just half-grown, so they must not be killed. My aunt said that those chickens should be kept to lay eggs, so that they can have eggs to eat every day.

She has eaten eggs bought from the county. They are larger than wild eggs and taste the same, but they are more enjoyable to eat.

She is still looking forward to eggs, hoping that those chicks will grow up quickly and lay eggs for her to eat.

Occasionally, she would give the chickens extra food and put a drop of spiritual water in their water basins, so none of Li's chickens died and they grew faster than others.

Thinking of this, Jiayin turned around and picked mushrooms while spreading out his consciousness. He collected a few pheasants from another mountain and threw them nearby.

When Yang Chengsi and Fang Zhiyuan heard the sound of cooing, they immediately perked up. This sound... was a pheasant!

The two of them put down the baskets in their hands, ignored picking mushrooms, and headed directly in the direction of the sound.

Sure enough, there were two pheasants standing there stupidly. The two of them pounced on them without thinking too much!

As a result, they made too much noise, which shocked the pheasant back to its senses. It flapped its wings and flew up, and the two of them missed it.

Seeing that the pheasant was about to run away, the little spirit rushed over with a whoosh like black lightning! He pecked the pheasant on the head, and the pheasant fell to the ground with a "snap".

Then Xiaoling went to attack the other one. In the blink of an eye, the two pheasants were dead and lay quietly on the ground with a small hole in their head.

I don’t know whether the little spirit was too fast or the place where it pecked was too clever. Not much blood came out, and only a little blood was printed on the hair on the pheasant’s head.

This time Yang Chengsi was really convinced. Liuliu could kill a wild boar with one hoof, Xiaoling could peck through the head of a pheasant with one mouthful, and I heard he could even peck through a stone with one mouthful.

Think about it, how can the head be as hard as a rock? Yang Chengsi subconsciously touched his head...

As expected, he is worthy of being the messenger of the Dragon God. He cannot be offended! He cannot be offended!

So, the three of them returned to the village carrying two baskets of mushrooms and two pheasants.

When they arrived at the open space in the village, Jiayin threw the wood and wild boar directly there.

Several women who had just finished lunch and were sitting in the shade by the wall chatting suddenly exclaimed when they saw the big wild boar.

The next moment, I came back to my senses and ran home immediately to call the man.

At this glance, you can tell that it was brought back by the Dragon God. He must have received it as a reward because everyone was so active in building a temple for the old man!

Otherwise, how could it appear out of thin air?

Since the last time so many boxes of money appeared out of thin air, I don't feel so strange about the wild boar appearing out of thin air now.

I guess everyone will get used to it after coming a few times.

After a while, the men who had just come home for dinner ran out.

They had been working in the open space opposite all morning and came back for lunch.

I had just finished eating and was about to go back to work when I was unexpectedly called out by a woman at home.

When I came out, I saw a few long logs in the open space and a large wild boar weighing several hundred kilograms. I subconsciously looked at Jiayin and the other three.

Fang Yunping, who came out together, asked with concern: "Did you encounter this? Are you injured?"

It must have been the three children who met him, otherwise why would he have followed them back?
Chapter completed!