roccoschili Chapter 479: Backpack Incident
Chapter 479: Backpack Incident
"Well, let's go. The dark clouds are coming over there. Let's run faster."
After Lu Chuan finished speaking, he picked up his two sons. Xu Han took the backpack from Lu Chuan's hand, and the family of four quickly walked home.
Fortunately, Lu Chuan came back with two children in his arms, otherwise it would have rained if he had walked slowly.
Not long after they got home and took a few moments to drink some tea and catch their breath, heavy rain began to fall from the sky.
When the people working outside saw that the weather was not right, they immediately ran back, but those who ran slowly still got their clothes wet to some extent.
Xu Han saw everyone's wet clothes and said, "Go take a shower and change clothes first. Although it is still summer, it is raining and the temperature is low. Don't get sick.
After you change your clothes, make some ginger tea to get rid of the cold."
When the others heard this, they immediately went back to the backyard. The two girls, Zhu Chunmei and Zhu Chunchan, came back early and were not caught in the rain. They went to the kitchen very consciously to make ginger tea for everyone.
When everyone changed into clean clothes and came back, the ginger tea was just ready. Everyone gathered in the kitchen with a bowl and drank the ginger tea.
The place we live in now is really too small for so many people. When it rains, there is not even a place to stand.
The crowd was crowded together, all surrounding the kitchen and the corridor, and it was difficult to even turn around.
Fortunately, the rain didn't last too long and it stopped completely in about half an hour.
Everyone still ate from a big pot for dinner, mainly because there were so many people and it would be troublesome to cook, so it was very convenient to cook from a big pot.
After dinner, Xu Han, Lu Chuan and the others gathered in the yard to chat and laugh, watching the four children running around in the yard. Everyone was either squatting or sitting in the yard, and it was very lively for a while.
The Taoist priest was the first to speak, "Looking at the weather, it will probably continue to rain soon. If it rains tonight, there will be enough rain, and we can go to the mountains to pick mushrooms tomorrow."
When the servants heard about picking mushrooms, their eyes widened. Everyone knew that mushrooms can kill people and should not be eaten randomly.
Mrs. Zhao said, "Madam, I have heard from older people that you cannot eat mushrooms carelessly. Many of them are poisonous and can kill people.
I've also heard from others that the brighter and more colorful the mushrooms are, the more toxic they are."
Xu Han smiled and said, "That's right. You can't eat mushrooms you don't recognize. But the mushrooms we picked are all familiar ones. Although some are poisonous, the mushrooms cooked by people who know how to handle them are very delicious and not poisonous.
The same mushrooms, if not handled properly or not cooked properly, cannot be eaten and can easily cause poisoning.
When eating mushrooms, you not only have to eat those you know, but you also have to know how to cook them, otherwise you can't eat them carelessly.
Otherwise, those with mild poisoning may suffer from diarrhea and hallucinations, but those with severe poisoning can be fatal.”
The older Zhou said, “In previous years, we would go up the mountain to pick common mushrooms, dry them, and take them to the county town to exchange for money.
Mushrooms are quite expensive. They are rare and expensive, and only rich people like to eat them.
But what we picked were some common fungi like wood ear or shiitake mushrooms.
I don’t dare to pick up other mushrooms that I don’t recognize. If I accidentally pick up poisonous mushrooms, it will be troublesome.”
Zhu Qiang also said, "Hahaha, I still remember that in previous years when it was rainy in the summer, my family would run to the mountains every day, thinking of picking more mushrooms and bringing them back to dry and sell them to buy some meat for the children."
Wang Lin at the side also said, "When I was young, my family was the same. Everyone looked forward to the rain so that they could pick some mushrooms and sell them to supplement the family income."
Grandpa Zhao smiled and said, "We live deep in the mountains. We don't have anything else, but there are a lot of mushrooms every time it rains.
How about this, tomorrow we all go up the mountain to pick mushrooms together."
Then he called Xu Han and the others and continued, "Tomorrow we will take them to the mountains and teach them to recognize some common mushrooms. Then we can pick more and dry them into dried mushrooms. The ones we can't finish can be taken to the county town to exchange for money.
This not only helps supplement the family income, but also saves the mushrooms from being wasted because no one is picking them.”
The Taoist priest was the first to agree. "I think it's okay. We have a lot of people and can pick a lot of mushrooms in a day. When the time comes, all the mushrooms will be dried in the yard. It will be a spectacular scene."
Xu Han also laughed and said, "Hahaha, I have no objection. We haven't picked mushrooms properly this year. If we don't pick mushrooms, the season will be over soon, and we won't have any to eat by then.
Let’s pick more tomorrow and dry them to stew with meat in winter. We can also make some mushroom sauce, which is delicious whether eaten with noodles or rice.”
Seeing that everyone was very happy, Lu Chuan certainly had no objection, so he said, "There are so many of us, and the backpacks at home may not be enough.
While it is still early, let's hurry up and make a few backpacks. The materials are readily available and it will be quick to make them."
When Zhu Chunfeng and Zhu Chunsheng heard this, they immediately got up and went outside the yard to carry bamboo.
They are all used to doing farm work, so weaving backpacks is of course a piece of cake for them. Almost all farmers can weave backpacks and baskets.
After all, the materials for making these are available everywhere, and no one wants to spend money to buy these things, so everyone learns to make them by themselves and use them for themselves, aiming to save as much as possible.
Although the backpacks and baskets made by many people are not very good-looking, they are still useful. For ordinary people, anything that is free of charge is good.
Several people divided the work among themselves, some cutting bamboo, some making backpacks, everyone was busy with their own work, and everything was in order.
Suddenly, everyone in the yard was busy with work. With everyone's continuous efforts, the first backpack was completed in a short while.
Xu Han held the first backpack made by Zhu Qiang in her hand, looked at it from left to right, and kept praising it, saying, "This backpack is really well made. Look at its density and how strong it is.
I have to say that old craftsmanship is still the best. This backpack is much better than the one we had before.”
The Taoist priest looked at Xu Han, who looked like she deserved a beating, and said unhappily, "I don't know who said it before, but as long as the things don't fall off, it's a good backpack.
How come you changed your mind in just such a short time?"
Xu Han chuckled and said, "Master, don't be angry. I didn't say that the backpack you made is bad. Isn't there still room for improvement?"
Besides, look at the backpack you made and Uncle Zhu made. Do I need to tell you? People can tell which one is better at a glance."
The Taoist priest bluntly retorted, "How dare you criticize me? Look at what you wrote. What else can you pretend to be besides pretending that a stone won't fall off?"