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Chapter 537 Collecting White Flowers

Chapter 537 Collecting White Flowers

"Do you really want it? If you want it, then we won't go to work and pick the white flowers first. The blooming period of these white flowers is only two days, so we can't miss it."

After saying that, he actually turned around and followed Su Ziling and the others back to the village.

Su Ziling also didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Auntie, the work in the fields is important. You should work first. These white flowers look like a lot. After they are blanched and kneaded into balls, this basket can only hold about ten balls. It is too time-consuming. ”

Can there be more than a dozen regiments with just one basket? A few people's eyes were brighter. A dozen white flowers were worth more than ten pennies.

If someone picks three or five baskets on this day, wouldn't he have forty or fifty cents?

Thinking of this, their eyes brightened, and one of them interrupted Su Ziling before he finished speaking.

"No, no, there's not much work in the fields. I'm just pulling some weeds now. It won't matter if we pull the weeds later. Anyway, the peas are already mature, so it won't have much impact. I'm just thinking that it won't be convenient during harvesting. Just went to pull it out.”

"Yes, yes, yes, the white flowers bloom for a short period of time, and they are only available in the past few days. Pick the white flowers first, and then pluck them out."

Seeing how enthusiastic they were, Su Ziling didn't have much to say. It would be much better if someone picked them instead of picking them alone.

"By the way, will the fungi be harvested this year? If so, how will they be harvested?"

They also had a share in picking fungi last year. A few of them took over the job and earned a full taels of silver.

No, the first lunar month has not yet passed, and several people are thinking about it again.

They think simply, that is, to book a spot in advance and earn more money. There will be more rain this year than last year, so maybe it will come out earlier. They can make a reservation a day earlier and have a better day.

"Is it still the same as last year? If it's the same, Qingya, you have to give priority to us."

"Yes, yes, we picked them last year. We know all the varieties of fungi. We know exactly which ones we can and cannot. We also know some about the bacterial nests. We will definitely pick them up faster than novices."

"Aunts." Su Ziling interrupted them, "We will harvest the fungi as usual, but this year is different from last year. This year we don't pay by the day."

"This mountain is everyone's mountain, so of course anyone can pick it up. After you pick it up, just bring it to my house, and I'll give it to you by the pound."

Su Ziling thought clearly that last year no one wanted it, so she directly hired someone to pick it up, but this year it was different.

After last year, everyone knows that mushrooms are valuable, and it would be unreasonable to hire a few people to pick them up like last year.

Someone will definitely make trouble when the time comes, so she simply takes the responsibility to collect it and let them pick it up by themselves. When the time comes, they will send it directly to her home. You give me the fungus and I will pay for it, so we can avoid unnecessary trouble. .

Calculated by kilogram?

Doesn’t that mean the more you pick up, the more money you make?

Several people looked at each other and saw the excitement in each other's eyes. This is good. It used to be ten cents a day, but now I pick it up and sell it myself. At the lowest, even if it's a cent a pound, I can pick up twenty or thirty catties a day. Still no problem.

Based on this calculation, isn't it much more cost-effective than last year?

"I just don't know how to calculate it? How much does it cost per pound?"

"The price hasn't been decided yet. I'll let Auntie know when it's decided."

Su Ziling really hadn't thought about the price yet, which was not an excuse.

"That's right. February hasn't even arrived yet. It takes May or June for the fungi to appear. Don't worry, don't worry."

"What about that? You brothers and sisters come back slowly. Let's go ahead and pick more flowers before the sun shines. I'm afraid the flowers will wither when the sun comes out."

"Hey, aunt, you go first and don't worry about us."

After Su Ziling finished speaking, the women quickened their pace and rushed home.

Su Zizhong seemed to have thought of something, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "It's better now."

"Huh?" Su Ziling looked back at him, "What's good?"

Su Zizhong: "They know that the white flowers can be eaten and sold for money. I guess the white flowers in this mountain will be plucked up soon."

After he finished speaking, he added, "There's not even a bud left."

"It's not that exaggerated, is it?" The bald Su Ziling didn't believe it.

Not to mention the ones on Xiaoping Mountain, there are also ones in other mountains, but they are just trees here and there.

And the flower buds are blooming every day, so it’s so easy to grow bald.

As if he knew what she was thinking, Su Zizhong chuckled softly and raised his chin in the direction of the village entrance.

"Look over there."

Su Ziling's face was full of confusion, but she looked in the direction he said.

With just one glance, she knew how outrageous her idea just now was.

Su Zizhong laughed out loud, "Am I not exaggerating?"

Su Ziling shook her head slowly, her voice a little lower, "It's not an exaggeration, brother, you should be conservative, because the tree cannot be eaten, otherwise I will start to worry about whether they will peel off the bark of the tree."

I saw a group of women rushing towards the entrance of the village, each carrying a basket on their backs and holding bamboo poles in their hands. They were excited and laughing loudly. Their laughter could be heard from a distance.

When they met head-on, they didn't even stop for long. They simply exchanged greetings with Su Ziling and hurried into the mountains.

Looking at their backs, Su Ziling's lips twitched, "Brother, have you seen this?"

"What?" Su Zizhong looked confused.

"Their backpacks."

Su Zizhong nodded, "Oh, I saw it. He was carrying a sack, and it looked like he had lunch ready."

Su Ziling muttered, "Looks like I don't have to go in the afternoon, there's no room for me to show off."

When the three of them arrived home, Su's mother was helping Su Zizhong prepare things for the stall.

Hearing the noise, she raised her head and glanced in the direction of the door, "You're back? Breakfast is ready. Seeing that you haven't come back, I packed the things Zizhong and the others need."

"Did you hear any noise when you came back? It sounded noisy. Could it be that some house was making noise again?"

"No, it's Aunt Xiuqin and the others. They heard that we were collecting white flowers, so they went up the mountain with a group of people." Su Ziling explained.

"Are they gone? Then you can rest." Mother Su said with a smile: "Your Aunt Xiuqin knows about this, but there is no room for you to do anything. Her hands are very fast."

"Wash your hands and come over for dinner. After dinner, your father and the others have to go to the fields, and your eldest brother and the others have to go out and set up a stall. I guess your Aunt Ji will be here soon."

"Hey, here we come."

Su Mu's cooking was simple. The staple food was a pot of vegetable wowotou and a pot of brown rice porridge. Preserved eggs and chopped green vegetables were added to the porridge. She was afraid that the porridge would be cold when Su Ziling and the others came back. After Su Mu's porridge was cooked, she put it in the pot to keep warm.

Every day during the Chinese New Year, we eat shredded rice, glutinous rice balls, and big fish and meat. Now I suddenly had brown rice porridge, which made me feel extremely comfortable.

The porridge is cooked for a long time and lacquer oil is added to make it taste extra smooth.

Most of the dishes are pickled pickles, spicy dried radish, spicy kohlrabi roots, wax pickles, and pickled garlic heads made by Su Ziling.

Mother Su also cut off a small piece of bacon and imitated Su Ziling's example, frying a bowl of bacon and fried white flowers.

Su Ziling filled a bowl with water and mixed it with a bowl of cold white flowers. This meal was considered perfect.