"Why are you so early today?" Feng Xue sat on the chair and looked at Feng Lin with no image after eating noodles.

Feng Lin used to sleep until at least 9 o'clock before getting up. Now it's only 7 o'clock, and Feng Xue even wonders if his brother is dead.

Feng Lin looked up at the forest behind the house and said for a while: "It rained last night, and the mushrooms in the mountains must have emerged this morning. I will go into the mountains to pick mushrooms."

Mushrooms are mushrooms. The usual name in Guangdong Province is mushrooms.

Fengxue said disgusted: "I won't go, picking mushrooms is so boring, and I'm so tired of climbing the mountain."

Feng Lin looked at Feng Xue with a kind and bright smile, "I really don't go? The breakfast at home has been used up this morning. If you don't go to replenish some goods, it will be difficult for someone to eat in the future."

Fengxue jumped up from the chair, "Go, who said I won't go? Today I will pick up at least ten kilograms to come back."

Feng Lin shook his head and sighed: "Climbing a mountain is very tiring, don't be exhausted in a while."

Miss Feng Xue didn't care about Feng Lin's joke at all and waved her hand and said, "Climbing a mountain or something is a slight meaning to a vibrant girl like me."

Feng Lin is funny, he can't cure you, a little foodie.

"Then go in and change your clothes and prepare to enter the mountain."

After a while, Feng Lin changed into a camouflage uniform, a straw hat, and a bamboo frame on his back. Feng Xue also changed into a coarse cloth dress, with two red floral sleeves on his arms, a sun hat on his head, and a small bamboo basket on his hands.

I have to say that the genetic genes of Feng Lin’s family are really good. The brother and sister are handsome and pretty. Although they are now wearing coarse cloth clothes from the farm, they do not look rustic, but have a fresh atmosphere.

"Let's go." Feng Lin closed the door and walked towards the mountain behind with a bamboo frame on his back.

Fengxue was carrying a bamboo basket, jumping and following behind, holding a cell phone in his other hand, walking and taking pictures.

This month after traveling through time, this is Feng Lin's first time entering the mountain. In the past month, he actually enjoyed the fruits of the original owner's labor. Speaking of which, the original owner was really miserable. He learned all the skills in the mountains and forests, but developed a star's heart, and finally killed himself.

The original owner grew up in this mountain since he was a child. He was deliberately trained by an old man. He had rich forestry knowledge and strong hands-on ability. He was very good at working. For example, the dried mushrooms, bamboo shoots, bamboo rats and bacon at home were made by the original owner himself.

Although it was the first time I entered the mountain, Feng Lin was familiar with the original owner's memory. His woodland was right behind their big house, and came out of the house. The large area behind them was rented by them.

Feng Lin walked along the path, and the wind and snow followed behind him.

The forest just passed a round of cuts at the beginning of the year, so the trees are not dense now, and some pine and fir seedlings have just been replanted.

Walking in the forest, the leaves pass by the neck with the morning dew from time to time, making people feel excited. In the morning forest, insects and birds cries from time to time, making Feng Lin feel a little confused. This is the rhythm of nature.

In the early morning after the rain, the mushrooms in the mountains were like fighting for beauty, gathering together.

"This is a green mushroom." Feng Lin had just entered the forest and walked forward less than ten meters before seeing a few green mushrooms growing on a tree stump.

This was the first time Feng Lin had collected mushrooms, but with the original owner's memory, he recognized them at a glance. These were a few green mushrooms.

Fengxue behind him curled her lips, what are the surprises for a few green head mushrooms?

Feng Lin ignored her. She didn't understand some things, and she couldn't feel some joy. Green head mushrooms are not rare, they are just one of the most common mushrooms in the mountains. However, when I picked the mushrooms I knew for the first time, this joy was not worthy of being told by outsiders.

Feng Lin and Feng Xue kept walking in, and they picked up more and more mushrooms, including green head mushrooms, chicken oil mushrooms, and old red mushrooms. After a while, they picked up half a frame.

Along the way, Feng Lin was always happy, which made Feng Xue wonder if his brother was stupid.

Feng Lin bent down and picked up a handful of wood from a dead tree. Suddenly he heard Feng Xue screaming in surprise in front of him: "Feng Lin, come and see what this is?"

Feng Lin threw the fungus into the bamboo frame on his back and walked quickly towards the direction of wind and snow.

"What's wrong? What's the good thing?" Feng Lin walked to Feng Xue and asked.

"Look." Fengxue excitedly pointed at a small pinch of white long strips of mushrooms in front.

"Chicken mushroom?" Feng Lin also shouted in surprise.

Chicken mushrooms are also called chicken palms, chicken shredded mushrooms, and umbrella mushrooms. Because the fungus umbrellas are prone to cracking to form a chicken claw shape, they are called chicken mushrooms. The growth conditions of chicken mushrooms are very harsh and must grow in termite caves, so they are a rare mushroom. Chicken mushrooms are delicious, tender in meat, rich in fragrance, and have extremely high edible and medicinal value. They are sold on the market outside for three or four hundred yuan per pound.

Feng Lin carefully dug out all the chicken mushrooms and put them in the bamboo frame behind him. Today he would have a good time.

Fengxue was already swallowing his saliva secretly.

When he dug out the chicken mushrooms, Feng Lin looked at the termite hole in front of him and frowned secretly.

Chicken mushrooms are delicious, but this termite hole is not a good thing. If there are too many termites in the forest, it will be very harmful to the trees.

Feng Lin checked the surrounding area and found three termite nests nearby, with no chicken mushrooms in these three nests.

When you go back, you have to prepare some termite medicine to treat these termites. Fortunately, there are not many ant nests.

Termites feed on wood, and it is very common to have termites in the forest. As long as they are timely prevented and treated, there is no big problem. Feng Lin didn't care about those termites for the time being. When he went back, he would buy some termite medicine and then deal with them.

He followed Fengxue and continued along the path, searching for traces of mushrooms.

After a while, the two of them had filled the small bamboo baskets of Feng Snow, and the small bamboo frame on Feng Lin's back also had most of the frames.

At this time, the sun was already rising. Although walking in the forest was covered by shade of trees, it was still very hot.

Feng Lin looked at the sky and said, "Go back, I've almost finished picking up."

The main reason is that it is too hot. This is the weather in July in Guangdong Province. It was already too hot at 10 o'clock in the morning.

Fengxue cheered, and she had already wanted to leave. I, a young and beautiful girl, should be comfortable at home, playing with the air conditioner and playing with my mobile phone. I entered the mountain early in the morning and hated the most.

However, if you don’t go into the mountains, you won’t eat them. The mushroom sauce made by Fenglin is still very fragrant, and the chicken mushroom soup is also very fragrant. It also has the flavor of the chicken mushroom. No, I really want to eat it. I must let Fenglin make delicious later.

Thinking of those delicious foods, the wind and snow feels like the beautiful girl goes into the mountains to pick mushrooms.

With most of the box of spoils on his back, Feng Lin walked down the mountain with a quick step. He roughly estimated that the harvest this morning should be about ten kilograms. If it was sold on the market, it would be worth at least five or six hundred yuan. If it was dried, it would be eaten for a long time.

Speaking of going down the mountain, Fengxue walked faster than Fenglin. He was holding a small bamboo basket in his hand, and stopped playing with his mobile phone, and walked with a light pace.

Seeing Feng Xue walking briskly in front of him with a basket of mushrooms, Feng Lin felt that the scene looked familiar.

The little girl picking mushrooms

Carrying a small bamboo basket

In the early morning, walking around the woods and hills with barefoot feet

She picked the most mushrooms

There are so many stars that cannot be counted

The mushrooms she picked were the largest, as big as the small umbrella filled with baskets

...

"The Little Girl Picking Mushrooms" blurted out.

"Hey, Feng Lin, your song is quite interesting. Why haven't I heard it before?" I thought Feng Lin was singing quite fun, Feng Xue turned around and looked at him and asked while walking.

"It's normal that you haven't heard too much. This is a small song I composed myself." Feng Lin said proudly.

He knew that this world was different from the original world. Although the social form and development level were similar, they were two different worlds after all, so many things in the original world were not available in this world.

Although he hasn't checked it, there is a high probability that this song "The Little Girl Picking Mushrooms" will not be available in this world. Even if it does, it doesn't matter. Just treat it as a brag in front of your sister.

Feng Xue didn't think much about it. The melody and styling of "The Little Girl Picking Mushrooms" are relatively simple. After starting, they can naturally go on. It's not surprising that Feng Lin hums it casually. She just thought it was quite fun, because Feng Lin sang it now, just because she was singing herself.

"Hey, you sing again, I'll shoot a video for you, and you might become popular when posted on shortsightedness." Feng Xue took out her cell phone from her pocket and pointed it at Feng Lin.

This girl is crazy and thinks about shooting videos all day long.

Fengxue is a student majoring in Internet multimedia at Communication University of Beijing. She just had her freshman year this year and is now in summer vacation, so she stayed at home.

I don’t know if it was the homework assigned by the school or she did it herself. I just took videos all day long and posted them online. I spent several months in shortsightedness, and there were dozens of videos uploaded, and the number of followers was still less than 2,000.

I don’t know if she should be stupid or she is easily satisfied. The less than 2,000 attention made her happy. During this time at home, Feng Lin heard the most common sentence, "Ah, there are N people following me again." Well, N here is single digits. Every time I can enjoy these newly added attention for half a day. I just came here, but I still couldn’t make up the situation. Feng Lin once thought that this attention should be very rare. Later, after getting familiar with the situation, I learned that the big Vs in shortsightedness always pay millions or even tens of millions of attention. This girl, a few attentions made her happy, and she didn’t know what to say about her.

"You are the only one? Those few attentions are still popular." Feng Lin said contempt without hesitation.

Fengxue was furious: "What are the following? I also have a big V with 2,000 followers, okay."

Well, you won the big Vs who are following 2,000 times.

Seeing Fengxue going to rush, Feng Lin did not continue to provoke her, and his eyes turned: "My song is "The Little Girl Picking Mushrooms". What's the use of filming me? Take it, I'll help you shoot it."

As he said that, Feng Lin snatched Fengxue's cell phone.

"Can you do it?" Feng Xue asked suspiciously.

"Go and go, keep moving forward, remember to look back from time to time." Feng Lin pushed Fengxue and asked her to walk forward.

The phone was in Feng Lin's hand, and Feng Xue had no choice but to continue walking forward as he said. As he walked, he looked back from time to time to see how Feng Lin was taking pictures.

The little girl picking mushrooms

Carrying a small bamboo basket

In the early morning, walking around the woods and hills with barefoot feet

...

Holding his cell phone, Feng Lin sang "The Little Girl Picking Mushrooms" while filming.
Chapter completed!