Era: Started from raising livestock in the mountains

When everyone heard this, they looked at his bag and basket.

I only saw delicious porcini mushrooms, green head mushrooms, and yellow head mushrooms.

"Where did you go to pick up the fungi? There are so many of them. These fungi are so beautiful. They are one of a kind."

Mother Lin was a little greedy. Lin Heng's mushrooms were so beautiful, much better than those she picked.

Sister-in-law Liu Juan also discovered the problem: "Why don't you come back empty-handed? Do you have a special method for picking mushrooms?"

"When you say that, I also find it strange, how come Lin Heng can collect fungi every time."

Father Lin, who was drinking water, also showed a surprised expression and looked at Lin Heng wanting to hear an explanation.

Xiulan looked at Lin Heng curiously and said nothing. She didn't know what Lin Heng's ability was.

"Green-headed fungus is nothing, look at this!"

Lin Heng smiled and placed the basket on the chair, revealing the matsutake that was blocked by Huang Lai's head.

"Matsutake!!"

"You even picked up matsutake mushrooms!!"

"Where did you find it? Did you find a new nest??"

A series of inquiries fully explained the shock of the family.

You can't blame them, this thing is really rare, and everyone will hide it after discovering it.

Only when you go to the street to sell goods, you can see some people selling matsutake mushrooms, but they don't know the nest at all.

None of Lin Heng's family found any hidden nests, and they only occasionally found two in well-known nests.

Lin Heng, who picked up a dozen at a time, obviously discovered the matsutake nests on his own.

"Shan Zhen, Lin Heng, you really paid homage to the mountain god, for he favors you so much."

Carpenter Liang couldn't help but stop what he was doing and walked over to look at the matsutake mushrooms.

"Hurry up and tell me how you got it." Mother Lin was impatient and slapped him.

"Of course it's a newly discovered nest." Lin Heng chuckled.

"As expected, did you hide it well? Did you tell anyone else when you came back?"

Mother Lin asked quickly again, fearing that Lin Heng would be too public.

"How is that possible? Of course I came back quietly." Lin Heng was speechless. Mom, you don't believe me so much.

"That's fine. Don't tell us. Just go and take a look every time it rains."

Mother Lin nodded, looking a little happy.

"Let's keep half of the matsutake for ourselves. I haven't eaten it for a long time," Lin Heng said.

Before she finished speaking, Mother Lin said with a face full of anger: "Eat whatever you want and sell it. Why don't you waste such expensive food?"

"No, I want to eat it!" Lin Heng shook his head, trying the good stuff for himself.

"You traitor!" Mother Lin looked at him with hatred.

"give it to me."

Xiulan took the fungus off his hand and took a knife to deal with it.

"Remember to save some to eat." Lin Heng looked at his wife and said.

"Got it!" Xiulan replied, lowering her head to deal with the leaf debris and soil on the mushroom.

"Eat, eat, eat, you really don't know how hard it is to make money." Mother Lin, who was used to living in poverty, shook her head helplessly.

Lin Heng pretended not to hear and turned back to look at the grass carp eggs.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t look at it, but you will be shocked when you look at it: “It hatched, so fast.”

He looked in the morning and saw that only a few of them had hatched. However, after only half a day, almost all of them had hatched.

There were probably 50,000 to 60,000 fry, so densely packed that they looked very crowded in this large wooden basin with a diameter of one meter.

"Dad, take out the wooden barrel for making wine at home. I want to change the place for the fry."

Lin Heng turned to look at his father.

The wooden barrel for brewing wine is two meters in diameter and one and eight meters high. It is large enough to temporarily be used to raise fish fry.

"Wait!"

Father Lin said something, and he and Lin Yue went to move out the big wooden barrel.

Punch the bottom of the wood with sawdust to prevent leaks.

Then the father and son went to fetch water from Lin Heng's newly built well, and it took more than a dozen trips to fill the big wooden barrel.

However, Lin Heng was not in a hurry to release the fish and had to wait until tomorrow morning.

Not to mention that the water temperature is different now, the big wooden barrel is still leaking. It needs to be soaked overnight. The wood will expand to stop leaking, and the water body will initially stabilize.

"Dad, are you going to build a house tomorrow morning?" Lin Heng poured himself a glass of water and asked.

"Of course, you didn't see that Carpenter Liang has already made all the tools for building a house, and I am also done with it.

A total of fifteen helpers were called, including your three uncles, younger uncles, third father, and ten people from Murakami, who gave them fifty cents a day's wages. "

Father Lin looked at Lin Heng and said.

Lin Heng glanced at the eight large wooden hammers placed by the wall. They were made of a wet acorn tree. The wooden hammers were one meter long, with a hole drilled in the middle and a wooden handle pressed into them.

Each one weighs thirty or forty pounds, and they are used to compact the soil.

There are two rectangular frames next to them, four meters long and thirty centimeters wide. When the time comes, this frame will be filled with loess and tamped with a wooden hammer to become an earth wall.

"Then repair my side first. I need to dig out the fish pond first."

Lin Heng said that his project of digging fish ponds is urgent.

"Tomorrow I will lay the foundation first. Not many walls will be built. Let's finish the foundations of the two houses first. Your fish pond will also be dug."

Father Lin said.

"That's okay." Lin Heng nodded. He didn't know much about building a house, so he could just listen to his father.

Later, Lin's father borrowed a large wooden barrel with a diameter of 1.5 meters from Li Caifeng's house next door and placed it at the base of the village.

Another ten kilograms of glutinous rice flour was poured, which will be used to stir the loess tomorrow, making the loess more sticky.

"It's time to eat!"

In the evening, Lin's mother cooked a pot of stew, with hog badger meat, matsutake, red mushroom, yellow raisin, potatoes, soybeans, dried green beans, sour bamboo shoots, sour radish and other dried vegetables.

The rice was steamed cornmeal and white flour steamed bread.

"Tonight's meal tastes delicious, spicy and sour!" Lin Heng took a bite of matsutake and was immediately amazed.

The soft matsutake absorbed the soup, slightly spicy with some sourness, plus the aroma of matsutake itself is simply perfect.

Especially the taste of matsutake, which is known as the best in the world, is absolutely nothing to say, smooth and tender, but not like enoki mushrooms that can't be chewed, and there is a crisp feeling.

Just eating this steamed bread, Lin Heng felt that it was not inferior to the iron pot stewed goose.

"Of course, you didn't see how much oil was used!" Lin's mother said proudly. In her opinion, as long as more oil is used, it will be fragrant.

There is no way, people who came from the 1960s and 1970s are like this, who made them often hungry and eat tree roots at that time.

"This is also in your house. I am lucky to have eaten matsutake for once. It's really good." Carpenter Liang buried his head and ate crazily.

He disliked the food of the Lin family when he first came, but I am afraid that he doesn't want to leave now.

"Wife, you eat more meat!" Lin Heng picked up a piece of badger meat for his wife and ate a piece himself.

Tonight, I stewed some ribs. The meat of the badger was a little bit smelly, and there was a strong gamey flavor that domestic pigs did not have. It tasted very strange.

It was like eating pig intestines. The taste was very wonderful, a brand new taste.

And the most praiseworthy thing is the taste, which is very chewy. Frequent exercise and various rich and complex foods in the forest give it a firm taste that domestic pigs do not have.

Of course, it's okay to eat fresh, but it's still not as good as domestic pigs for a long time.

But this is for Lin Heng, who has experienced the era of abundant materials and the explosion of food.

For this big family, all are supreme delicacies.

In the past, people liked to chat while eating, but today I could only hear the sound of eating and occasionally someone would say a word or two.