Farming Beneath the Changbai Mountains

In October, Zhixin sent Wenchang and Wenxuan to the town, and they were in the same school as Wenhan and others. The master's two sons are both scholars. They are preparing to take the provincial examination at home, so they also help teach in the school. The younger ones are in charge of their brothers.

All four brothers were living and eating at Huixin's place. Jinghui was too young, so even with Jingya's help, Huixin was still a little busy. Jinghan can't go over to help this year. She has to look at the wood on the mountain. Huixin and Qingnian discussed it and decided to find a maid at home. Qingnian earned a lot anyway, so it was perfectly fine to hire someone. It has to be used sooner or later. Jingya is already twelve and will be thirteen soon. How can she stay at home for a few years? Besides, she can't always help Huixin, right?

Qingnian asked someone to help find a mother-in-law to come back. This woman was pitiful. The old man died and she was kicked out by her son. I happened to arrive at Tao's house, and I had a place to stay. This woman's surname is Guan, and she is really a good cook at home and abroad. Her cooking is much better than that of Xue and Zhu. Huixin was very satisfied with Mrs. Guan, so that Jingya could be more relaxed, and it happened that the aunt and nephew could still do some needlework when they had nothing to do.

Mushrooms began to appear on Jinghan's mushroom trees, which made Jinghan extremely happy. Staying in those two houses every day and watching the little mushrooms grow up little by little, Jinghan felt so fulfilled.

Five days later, the first batch of mushrooms were almost ready. Jinghan picked them all, which weighed about twenty kilograms. They were all put into a basket with a quilt wrapped around it. Jinghan planned to take it to Baiweilou in town to try it out and see how it was.

Zhixin put the basket on the cart, covered it with a quilt, and then drove the carriage away. When they arrived at Baiweilou, Manager Sun was really surprised when he saw the fresh mushrooms. "Oh my god, am I reading that right? It's incredible that we can see such fresh elm yellow mushrooms in this winter. Brother Xu, did you make this at home?" Manager Sun looked at the mushrooms in front of him. , the yellow cap, the snow-white handle, and the fresh look make people happy when they see it.

Zhixin smiled, "It's just the children at home poking around when they have nothing to do. I didn't expect that mushrooms would actually come out. This is the first batch. We are also regular customers. I just wanted to ask Manager Sun if you want any in the restaurant." ? There are not many vegetables in winter, so I think this thing is pretty good. "The mushroom is a fresh thing in summer, let alone winter.

Manager Sun nodded quickly, "Yes, yes, how can I not do this? Wait a moment, I will discuss it with the owner, and then we can talk about the price." Manager Sun hurried out. After a while, Manager Sun came back again, "Brother, I discussed with my boss. This thing of yours is a rarity. It won't be easy for you to deliver it here in winter. I'll give you thirty-five cents per pound. Look. OK?"

Thinking that it could be sold at such a high price, Zhixin quickly agreed. "Okay, of course, this is more expensive than meat." Thirty-five cents per pound, this price is really not low. "Manager Sun, we are also acquaintances. Don't give us too much just to take care of us. You won't be able to explain it when the time comes."

Manager Sun laughed loudly when he heard this. "Brother Xu, we have been dealing with each other for two years, and I still like your honesty. Don't worry, there are many rich people in this town, where are you? They can afford it. How many days does it take for you to deliver a crop of mushrooms? Don’t leave the interval too long. If possible, you’d better send me mushrooms every other day, about twenty kilograms each time. What do you think? Like? I'm afraid you don't have that much. If you have a lot of mushrooms, I'll send you more. Our boss not only has a restaurant, but also a shop that sells vegetables. If there are a lot of mushrooms, I'll send them to you. I promise. It’ll just make you suffer.”

Zhixin and Jinghan had thought about it when they were at home. Mushrooms were growing out of the wood one after another. From the looks of it, twenty pounds every other day is still no problem. Zhixin nodded in agreement. "Okay, I thought it would be fine, so that's it. I'll send it here the day after tomorrow."

Now that the two parties had reached a consensus, Manager Sun had the mushrooms soaked and weighed, weighing twenty-two kilograms, and gave Zhixin 770 Wen. Zhixin was also thinking about his family, so he hurried back to the venue without any further delay.

Back home, Zhixin gave Jinghan the money for selling the mushrooms, and then told the price of the mushrooms. Jinghan didn't expect that the mushrooms could be sold at such a good price, and she was a little stunned for a while. Jinghan thought about it and felt that twenty pounds every other day was about the same. In these two houses, less than half of the wood has mushrooms now, and some of them have just begun to sprout mushroom sprouts. After a while, it will be possible to weigh twenty pounds a day. "Dad, there is no problem with Manager Sun's request. Let's do as he said for the time being." He can sell it for more than 700 silver coins in two days, which means he can earn nearly 10 taels of silver in a month. In the middle of winter, most people just spend the winter at home, but their own homes still make money, which is good.

Jinghan gave the money to Chen, but Chen didn't ask for it, "Jinghan, our family has now paid back the famine. At first, we said we should put the money together to pay back the famine, but now we don't need it. From now on, you can keep all the money you earn from selling sticks and ginseng, and you can keep the rest."

"Grandma, our family hasn't bought a house yet. Besides, don't we need to buy land? All of this requires money. I'm a little kid, what do I do with money? Grandma, just take it and treat it as helping me to live. Isn’t that enough? Do you think I can hold on to the money?” Jinghan smiled and pushed the money in front of Chen. Now is not the time to save a small fortune for yourself.

Mrs. Chen thought about it and accepted the money. It all belonged to this family anyway and she didn't go out. "Okay, then I will leave it for you. When you want to do something in the future, come to me and ask for money. I see that you will have to pick up a lot of things from now on, and you will inevitably need money. "

Jinghan nodded after hearing this, no matter what, he just figured out how to grow this yellow mushroom now, and he will try other mushrooms in the future. Some of these materials really require money to buy.

From then on, Jinghan led Jingwan to look at mushrooms in two houses. Jingwan has been learning from Jinghan, and she studies very hard. Gradually, Jinghan saw that she was doing well in her studies, so the two sisters were each responsible for one house, which would be more convenient.

The production of mushrooms gradually increased from twenty kilograms every other day to thirty or thirty-five kilograms. The sales at Baiweilou were very good, and Manager Sun kept urging for the goods. This person is just weird. Sometimes in summer, a dozen coins may be too expensive. But in winter, you only get fifty coins, and he wants to eat it too. And the less it is, the more good it is. A plate of fried elm mushrooms costs two kilograms, and twenty kilograms means about ten plates. In terms of Baiweilou's business, even if you line up to grab them, you may not even get your turn. And the more this happens, the more people want to eat it.

Finally, twenty kilograms of mushrooms were produced in one day, and they were delivered to the town every day. Later, Zhiming went to see him off, while Zhixin had to go hunting in the mountains. Zhiming is ultimately inferior to Zhixin in this aspect. Every time Zhixin went up the mountain, he would catch some prey and come back. Sometimes he would take them to the town and sell them together, and sometimes he would keep some for his own family to eat, and of course he would also send some to Huixin. This winter, everyone is not idle. The two brothers Zhixin have to collect firewood in their spare time. There are so many places to light fires, so what can they do if there is less firewood?

Things are getting better this year, so of course Chen wants to get some delicious food. Northeastern people love to make some sticky bean buns or sticky spoons in winter. The sticky spoons have to be ground into water, which is inconvenient. Unlike sticky bean buns, it uses flour directly from rhubarb rice, so Chen decided to make sticky bean buns this year.

The Xu family has not made any buns for a few years, so everyone was naturally very happy when they heard that they were going to make sticky bean buns. Zhixin scooped fifty kilograms of rhubarb rice from home and pushed it out at the mill in town.

This morning, Mrs. Xue and Mrs. Zhu poured rhubarb rice noodles into two large basins, stirred the noodles with warm water, and left them there while they were awake. After more than an hour, the side moved, and the curtain on the big basin was pushed up. When Mrs. Chen saw this, she said it was OK to make the sticky bean buns.

Mrs. Xue had already boiled a lot of red beans in the pot, and now they were all mushy. Mrs. Xue put the red beans into a basin and let them cool down.

When Mrs. Chen said it was ready, Mrs. Xue brought the adzuki bean basin to the kang, and everyone started making the sticky bean buns. The bottom of the sticky bean bag should usually be placed with some leaves or the like, otherwise it will easily stick to the drawer cloth. Mrs. Chen found some corn husks, washed them with water, and put them underneath. After wrapping a curtain, Mr.

The first pot of steaming sticky bean buns came out, and Mr. Xue gave one to everyone. Holding the hot sticky bean buns and taking a bite, the soft and glutinous texture will really leave you with endless aftertaste. There is no need to cook at noon, just eat sticky bean buns. Sticky things are very good at resisting hunger. Northeastern people generally like to eat sticky food. Sometimes when going up the mountain, they will carry some sticky bean buns or sticky fire spoons in their arms. Just eat some of these when they are hungry.

Everyone said it was delicious, so the first pot was eaten. After steaming it, it needs to be frozen outside. When you want to eat it, just bring it back and let it cool down and put it in the pot to heat it up. Having this in winter will save a lot of trouble.