Shen Qingqing sat in the mutton restaurant for a while. Seeing that Yuan Xudong was working happily, she stopped disturbing him.
Before leaving, he left a few words: "I'm going to make mushroom oil these days. I don't have time to come over and supervise the work. I'll leave the trivial matters in the store to you."
Yuan Xudong glanced at her and kept moving his hands, "Okay, let's go."
Shen Qingqing waved her hand, "Brother, take care of yourself, the mutton restaurant will still count on you in the future."
Yuan Xudong didn't respond. He waited until people walked out of the store before raising his head and shouting: "Leave me a can of chicken fir oil. I want a big one."
Shen Qingqing chuckled, this is Yuan Xudong.
——Never forget to eat.
In the noodle shop, Mrs. He, Mother Yuan, and Aunt Ci were squatting side by side by the well, washing potatoes, chatting animatedly.
Dabao and Sanbao were riding horseback in the backyard, practicing boxing. Fourth Bao was happily counting money while holding a money box, while Second Bao was holding an introductory book on divination that Shen Qingqing had bought with so much effort and was immersed in reading.
Shen Qingqing untied the rope from the horse and asked the children: "Mom is going up the mountain to pick mushrooms. Do any of you want to go with her?"
The four children shook their heads in unison: "No, we have other things to do!"
Shen Qingqing spread her hands helplessly. She really couldn't control her mother. It had only been so long since she, the mother, had been abandoned.
Shen Qingqing rode back to Yanghua Village alone. When she arrived at the cave carrying a bamboo basket, Fang Zhenshan and Meng Yuan had already harvested most of the fungi in the cave.
Perhaps the conditions in the cave were suitable, and the black-skinned fungi grown there grew exceptionally well, with thick flesh and a fragrant smell that was no worse than the wild ones.
The three of them worked hard for a long time and collected two baskets in total. Although it was not too much, it was much more efficient than searching for fungi all over the mountains and fields before!
Shen Qingqing's cheeks turned red with excitement, "When I have time, I will make a mushroom feast and eat it to my heart's content!"
Meng Yuan answered with a smile: "Be steady, the days are still long, if you eat enough at one time, it will be difficult to handle later."
"Don't worry, you can't get enough of this stuff. Even if you get tired of eating it today, you can still eat it if the taste changes in two days."
"I agree." Fang Zhenshan agreed: "Every time I cook mushroom soup, Ling Shuang will pat her belly and say she won't drink it next time, and then she will forget all about what she said before."
"This stuff is like poison. The more you eat it, the more addictive it becomes!"
The three of them carried the fungi down the mountain while talking and laughing. Since they were grown in caves, the surface of the collected gallbladder fungus was very clean. Simply wash it twice with water to make the gallbladder mushroom.
Fang Zhenshan lit the fire, Shen Qingqing held the spoon, and Meng Yuan carried the oil cans back and forth, and soon the two baskets of mushrooms were fried.
The Meng family courtyard was completely enveloped by the fragrance of the fungus oil, so fragrant that the villagers passing by thought they had stepped into a fairyland and could not lift their legs.
"No wonder the noodle shop's business is good. With this craftsmanship, it's the devil's fault if the business isn't good!"
"Just smelling it can turn people upside down. If you eat this, you won't become an immortal?"
One of the young men smacked his lips and muttered: "When do you think Meng Yuan's wife will get pregnant and give birth to a baby?"
"Hey, you are a grown man, what do you mean by worrying about whether other people's wives have children?"
The young man rolled his eyes and said, "You're stupid! Don't you need a treat to have a baby? Then can't we eat at his house?"
What's his name?
It’s called thinking long term!
Shen Qingqing, who was going out to get some fresh air, was amused by the group of people who wanted to eat. "Actually, you don't have to wait so long. My family is going to build a new house in a while, and I will definitely treat everyone to dinner on the day when the construction starts!"
The young man grinned and said happily, "Then if I go to your house to help, can I get two more meals?"
"More than just two extra meals, the helpers will make sure you eat until you're full every noon!" Shen Qingqing answered cheerfully.
This outspoken promise directly led to the day when the construction of the new house started. He came to help the villagers level the homesteads.
Village chief Wang Tiezhu burst into tears and exclaimed: "What a united and friendly Yanghua Village. With this kind of energy, getting rid of poverty and becoming rich in the future is no longer a dream!"
A group of villagers said: "Village chief, you are being sentimental. We just want to have a meal."
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In the next two days, Shen Qingqing and Meng Yuan have been busy collecting mushrooms and making mushroom oil. The kitchen and utility room at home are almost full of clay pots containing mushroom oil.
On the third day, the businessman who collected the fungus oil finally came to my door.
The visitor is Qin Feng, the owner of Zhenwei Restaurant. He is in his early thirties. He has a strong and upright appearance, which is in line with his temperament as a restaurant owner.
After Meng Yuan introduced him, he found out that opening a restaurant was just his side business. Qin Feng's true identity was a reselling businessman. When he was ten years old, he went out to do business with his family elders. His network resources and business experience were naturally quite rich.
Meng Yuan and he met each other because of game. They were both generous people, and they naturally became friends after interacting with each other several times.
This time Meng Yuan mentioned that he had good things to sell, and Qin Feng came over without saying a word.
Before anyone entered the door, I heard his hearty laughter: "Brother Meng, today I must try how delicious the food you praised to heaven is!"
"Brother Qin, don't worry, I will never let you down." Meng Yuan smiled and invited the people into the courtyard, tilted his head and said to Shen Qingqing: "Everyone is here, we can start preparing the mushroom feast."
Steaming, frying, braising, stir-frying... all kinds of cooking methods are available, and the whole family is busy around the stove.
Take out the green-headed mushroom and put it into the pork belly paste, then steam it in a pot. The meat and fungus are blended together, making people lick the plate.
The chanterelles are torn into strips and stir-fried at high temperature, then simmered in stock, leaving some of the soup to cover the rice. An 80-year-old woman would eat two more bowls of rice after tasting it.
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The dishes were served one after another. Before he even touched the chopsticks, Qin Feng's saliva started to flow. "I was careless. If I had known that my siblings were so good at cooking, I should have brought my children and my wife!"
Yuan Xudong, who was helping his mother into the house, laughed when he heard this: "It's okay, I will have experience next time."
Originally, Shen Qingqing just politely asked Meng Qifeng to ask him if he wanted to come over for a meal. He was smart enough to not only come early to grab a seat, but also brought his wife with him.
Naturally, delicious food should be shared with family members.
Fang Zhenshan, who was holding the dog leash in his left hand and holding the wine jar in his right hand, turned around and looked at the yellow dog behind him after hearing this, "Dahuang, I have brought you here this time. If you still can't eat anything good, don't blame me."
Rhubarb barked twice and raised its tail excitedly, as if to say: Don't worry, I will definitely be able to eat everywhere!
Shen Qingqing walked into the main room with freshly steamed rice and asked everyone to sit down, "Eat, why are you standing there?"
Everyone was waiting for her words. As soon as she finished speaking, a group of people raised their chopsticks neatly.
"Wow, this fried thing is so fragrant. It tastes like meat. No, it's much more fragrant than meat!"
“And this cold dish, it’s so fresh and tender, it’s so delicious!”
"This soup, I can drink this soup without stopping. It's so fresh!"