Traveling through farming with the system, I cooked delicious food in ancient times

In the early morning, Mao Xi left Lihua Town and went to the mountains behind Liujia Village to look for wild fungi and rotten wood.

After not going up the mountain for a long time, the local dog Dahuang and the little spirit rat followed him.

It was slightly cold on the mountain. When Mao Xi saw the milk fungus, she started picking it. There were not many rotten trees around, so she continued to explore deeper in the dense forest.

The little spirit mouse "Bamboo Tube" disappeared into the grass and disappeared. Dahuang chased after it. This was an untravelled mountain road, and there were weeds in front of it.

Mao Xi used a sickle to chop at the path, but it was not easy to go uphill all the way. She casually cut a thick branch and used it to support her progress.

Finally catching up, the little spirit mouse and Dahuang circled around the grass under the tree.

Pushing aside the dead leaves and dry pine needles, a fat, short and thick fungus was hiding under the dead leaves.

Mao Xi picked off the two larger ones and dug out some surrounding soil to store them.

She had never seen this type of wild mushroom before. When she opened the virtual mall, she was prompted:

＜Obtain 10 copies of White Onion Mushroom＞

After digging one spot, I continued to search nearby, and dug some more one after another. After each dig, he covered it with dead wood and pine needles, and continued searching deeper while holding on to the branches.

Since this was a place she had never been before, she was worried about getting lost, so she marked the trees she passed with a sickle along the way.

But with Dahuang by her side, she felt relieved again.

There was a piece of flat land ahead. Mao Xi sat on the ground, took out the roasted sweet potatoes, fed the two pets, and started eating himself.

Halfway through eating, Mao Xi saw that a dead leaf in front of her was a little tall, as if it had been pushed open by something. She pushed the leaf aside, and found a short, rough, yellow fungus hidden under the dead leaf.

＜Obtain 1 portion of Yellow Boletus＞

There were mushrooms that she had never seen before on her way up the mountain, so she continued to pick them and filled her backpack.

At this time, Rhubarb barked at a clump of wild fungi. Just as Mao Xi was about to step forward to pick it, a prompt screen appeared in front of him:

＜Attention! Toxic wild fungi＞

Mao Xi quickly picked up the wild mushrooms with a wooden stick and destroyed them to prevent anyone from accidentally picking them up and eating them in the future.

At midnight, the sun has gone up the mountain. She didn't plan to collect too many mushrooms. She came here mainly to find some culture soil around the wild mushrooms so that she could bring them back to the greenhouse for cultivation.

When going down the mountain, she took Rhubarb and Little Squirrel back along the original path.

On the way, I met the monk Wenyuan from the deserted temple and saw him cooking breakfast outside the temple.

Mao Xi saw that he had cooked porridge and was frying vegetables, so she took a few yellow boletus mushrooms from the basket on her back and gave them to Monk Wen Yuan.

"Master Wenyuan, these yellow porcini mushrooms are for you."

Monk Wen Yuan accepted it happily and invited Mao Xi to have breakfast with him: "Almsgiver Ah Mao, my porridge has just been cooked and you haven't had breakfast yet? Come quickly."

Mao Xi saw that millet was growing luxuriantly in the field outside the temple, so he wanted to pick it for cooking.

"Master Wenyuan, can I pick some of your spicy millet and fry these mushrooms?"

Simply clean the roots of the yellow boletus mushrooms, slice them into slices and stir-fry them with garlic and millet to restore the original flavor of wild mushrooms, making them crispy, fresh and tender.

When the yellow boletus mushrooms encounter high temperatures, they begin to change color. The more they are fried, the more yellow they become. The aroma makes both of them swallow their saliva.

After eating, Mao Xi asked Monk Wenyuan how long he planned to practice in Liujiacun this time.

Monk Wenyuan said that he not only wanted to practice Buddhism here, but also planned to recruit believers and promote Buddhism.

"Master, Taoism is now highly praised in Beidu and all counties, and the road to promoting Buddhism is quite difficult. Have you not thought about returning to Cangshan Temple after you have saved the souls of the desolate temple?"

"Because it is rare, I want to stay here to let more people understand Buddhism."

Mao Xi saw that Monk Wen Yuan's fields not only planted ordinary vegetables, but also sweet potatoes and peppers: "Master, do you particularly like our food?"

"Amitabha, donor, growing vegetables is also a kind of practice."

Mao Xi left some white onion mushrooms for Monk Wen Yuan. Just as she was about to leave, Monk Wen Yuan took out a handwritten travel diary from the temple.

"Almsgiver Ah Xiao, I see that your cooking skills are very good. This is the food of the Shanjia family that I recorded in the "Shanjia Food Record" when I traveled to the Huai Kingdom in the past ten years and visited friends living in seclusion in the mountains. There are many recipes in it. Study one or two and give them to you today."

This manuscript is quite precious, and Shui Xi was a little flattered: "Master Wenyuan, how many more copies did you copy?"

"The manuscript is originally with me, and I also want to record the dish you cooked today."

After bidding farewell to Monk Wenyuan, Mao Xi returned to Liuxiang Snacks with a whole basket of mushrooms.

Today's claypot rice can be served with mushrooms as a side dish. Mao Xi and Xiaoqing were washing the mushrooms. When Lou Lan'er was not seen, they asked, "Did Sister Lan'er go to the stage to sell popcorn again?"

"Sister Lan'er went to the stage twice today. I guess she went to the stage to sell popcorn to secretly punish Shangguan Lang who loves to tease people!"

"How many pots of popcorn did you make today?"

"There are already three pots."

At the cross street stage, Lou Laner was selling popcorn and promoting Liuxiang snacks.

"Butter popcorn, 5 cents a pack, fragrant popcorn, popcorn for a fragrant snack."

Recently, when she was shopping for ingredients at the market, she often heard some young ladies complaining that when they came to the stage to watch a play, they would always be teased by Shangguan Lang. If she saw it again today, she would be beaten again.

On the stage during the day, acrobatics were still being performed. A strong man was lying on a wooden chair with three people on top.

Shangguanlang waved his paper fan and wandered to the stage again.

He saw a young lady in yellow eating popcorn and watching a show. Shangguan Lang put away his paper fan and was about to tease the young lady.

Before Lou Lan'er had time to step forward and strike, two burly men who looked like servants rushed up beside Shangguan Lang and beat him severely with sticks.

The audience in the audience were so frightened that they ducked aside.

Shangguan Lang kept begging for mercy, but the servant still showed no mercy. It was not until Shangguan Lang was knocked down and lying on the ground with nosebleeds all over his face that he stopped.

"Hero, spare your life! Hero, spare your life!" Shangguan Lang begged for mercy again and again.

One of the burly men stepped on Shangguanlang's butt with his left foot, pulled his ears with his hands, and shouted angrily:

"Shangguan Lang, if you dare to bully and molest a good woman again, don't care whether you are the son of a wealthy businessman or not. I will disqualify you from being a man next time." After speaking, he pointed at his crotch with the stick.

The servants left with their sticks in hand. Mr. Sun, who was hiding not far away, saw that the matter was done, and then drove away with satisfaction.

The common people and Lou Lan'er in the audience gathered around, laughing and pointing at Shangguan Lang for his own trouble.

"Go away, get out of here!"

Shangguan Lang rubbed his buttocks and staggered up. He was beaten so inexplicably that he didn't know who had done it. He could only break his teeth and swallow the grievance.