Dreaming of Lion Rock: Recipe in Hand

Chapter 313 Oyster Mushroom Cultivation Class

There are quite a lot of people in Shizishan who want to learn how to grow oyster mushrooms from Chunni!

At least when Mrs. Chu went out, people gave her gifts, a bunch of old mugwort, two eggs, a bunch of wild vegetables, a basket of mushrooms...

Everyone in Lion Rock knew that Chunni was busy, so they didn't feel comfortable coming to her directly and instead took the old lady's route.

No, there are also those who take the old man's route. These days, when Old Master Chu goes out, he will encounter many old men who compete with him for the best fishing spots, and even talk to him loudly, scaring away the fish he just caught!

Even Qiuguo and Donglin, who worked as odd jobs at work, received a lot of exercise books and two Hero brand pens that were raised through crowdfunding.

There is no way. The pen is too expensive and it would be painful to give it to the whole family.

Crowdfunding is different. If one company gets a share, the price is still within their acceptable range.

family……

Chunni had no choice but to take the initiative to find Yang Anzhang and told him that she was willing to donate the method of growing oyster mushrooms to the township government free of charge.

"I teach you for free, and I don't charge you any benefits. So, you can learn the technology, but I don't provide after-sales service!"

The ugly truth must be said up front.

Chunni is not a naive person.

It seems that oyster mushrooms are selling well now and at a good price. Because it is a unique craft, there is no problem selling them in the county.

However, once oyster mushrooms are produced in large quantities, the price and sales will become a problem!

It’s okay if they are reasonable, but she won’t accept those unreasonable ones who try to put the blame on her!

Therefore, she wanted to give the technology to the township government so that if anything went wrong, the government would be there to take responsibility.

Yang Anzhang nodded in understanding. There were five brigades in Shizi Township, and he even called the five brigade leaders to the township government for a meeting.

When they heard that they were going to learn how to grow oyster mushrooms, several team leaders praised Chunni's righteousness and spoke well of their own teams.

How could Yang Anzhang not understand how precious a skill that can make money is to those who are still struggling on the poverty line.

He made up his mind.

"Chun Ni, look, why don't we open a training class for oyster mushrooms, gather those who want to learn together, and teach them together. This will save time and trouble."

As expected of a village chief, Yang Anzhang has a high level of awareness and a great vision.

Chunni had wanted to do this for a long time, so she nodded in agreement.

"But don't have too many people. A team can only have five people. Let's have five extra spots for our village!"

How could Yang Anzhang not agree? He came from the Shizishan Village. If he forgot his roots, he would be struck by lightning.

The matter was settled happily.

Chunni not only has to teach how to grow oyster mushrooms, but also has to find time to solve the technical problems of dry seedling cultivation, and she also has to do the work suitable for spring.

"I wish I could have five heads and six arms!" Chunni shouted loudly.

Bumper harvest

If Chunni wants to teach how to grow oyster mushrooms, she must teach at home. After all, the oyster mushrooms grown in this way must be supplied to her restaurant.

On the first day, Chunni got angry.

She looked at this group of excited men and women and was speechless for a long time.

At this time, the young people who came to study were still laughing and joking, and the sound seemed to be about to blow the roof of Chunni's house off.

Chunni shook her head, picked up the sickle, turned around and was about to leave.

Someone with sharp eyes finally noticed Chunni's arrival and pulled the teammate who was talking excitedly next to him.

You pull me, I pull you, and finally we calm down.

Chunni has a bad temper. It's so hot today and she's working for nothing. She has to cater to other people's moods and has no time to work in the fields.

"Since you have so much to say, I won't force you. I'll come back after you finish setting up the dragon gate formation." After saying that, he was about to leave without waiting for everyone's reaction.

"Isn't it just growing oyster mushrooms? What's so great about that?" A sharp female voice sounded, which seemed a bit abrupt and uncomfortable in the yard where the only sound was the chirping of cicadas.

Chunni wiped the sweat that kept flowing down her face and became even angrier.

"I am just so amazing, so what? If you have the ability, why don't you come and learn from me?"

Chunni has always been a gentle person and has never been as angry as she was today.

"Well. How much do you think I want to come? Humph." The girl was still being arrogant. If her brother-in-law hadn't forced her to come, she wouldn't have wanted to come!

"Did I beg you to come? If you don't want to come, you can leave. Is there anyone who doesn't want to learn? You can also follow this female comrade." Chunni stood on the flower bed, looking down at this group of slightly lively men and women.

She didn't expect that, except for a few people from her own village, the trainees recommended by other brigades were all young people in their twenties who were undecided.

She glanced at them one by one, and except for the girl who had just spoken who raised her head proudly, everyone else lowered their heads.

"Since everyone hasn't made up their mind yet, let's take a day off today and resume teaching formally tomorrow."

After saying that, Chunni took the sickle and went out.

Her family's rice was harvested earlier than that of the villagers and it was time to harvest it. If it weren't for this training class, she should have gone to the fields this morning.

Seeing Chunni gone, several people from the village, including Yang Yuejin and Yang Dafeng, also hurried home. They took their sickles and went to Chunni's field.

If you want to learn other people's skills, you have to show your appreciation. Since Chunni's family is going to harvest the rice today, they should help.

Chunni smiled when she saw someone coming to help.

After all, there aren’t that many stories about the farmer and the snake.

Chunni's family didn't have much paddy field, only four mu, but because there were so many people, everyone worked until late at night. They harvested all the millet in one day.

He Yanqing, who went to the fields to help after work, was dumbfounded. In order to harvest the rice, he even took a day off and planned to help at home the next two days!

"The weather is good today, and the moisture has been absorbed from the millet!" Old Master Chu no longer felt the pain in his waist and legs, and he and the old lady piled the millet together.

Old man Li skillfully scooped out the rice stalk residue from the millet.

After work, Chu Jie and Li Dazhuo were drafted into the army to shovel the piles of millet into baskets and carry them back to the house.

Chuchu and Cici also came to help, one sitting in the shovel and the other pushing, they had a lot of fun.

Even Lin Fengwan and his family of three, who were visiting, came to help.

Old Mrs. Chu looked at the busy figures in the yard and smiled kindly.

It’s good to be busy! Being busy gives you something to work towards!

The next day, the same group of people from yesterday came again.

This time they learned their lesson and did not dare to make any loud noise except whispering to each other occasionally.

Even the female comrade who had argued with Chunni yesterday came, and stayed quietly in the corner, afraid of being noticed by Chunni.

However, Chunni did not take her to heart.

This made the female comrade feel a little unwilling and aggrieved. She looked at Chunni silently, with tears rolling down her eyes.

Chunni doesn't bother to care about her, she is not her mother!

She still didn't teach this time.

Some people were puzzled, "Don't you want to teach us?"

Chunni feels that this group of children is really difficult to take care of.

"Everyone is here again, which proves that everyone is determined to study. If you are determined to study, then do you have the right attitude towards study?" Chunni had a gloomy face, as if she was back to the time when she was standing on the podium.

Everyone looked at each other.

"Teacher Yang, why do we have a bad attitude?" Yang Yuejin was not afraid of his aunt because he had someone to accompany him, so he asked directly.

"Comrade Yang Yuejin is good. Asking when you don't understand is the right attitude for students to learn."

Forget it. They still won't understand me even if I continue to use riddles, so I'd better just say it directly.

After so many years, Chunni is still the same Teacher Yang.

"Since you are all here to study, why don't you bring paper and pen? As the saying goes, a good memory is not as good as a bad pen. Growing oyster mushrooms involves many aspects such as the ratio of raw materials. You are not geniuses. How can you remember all of this in one breath!"

Everyone suddenly realized.

Since then, Lion Rock has left behind the legend of Yang Chunni's rigor, seriousness and responsibility.

Here, Chunni's oyster mushroom cultivation training class is booming, and many families in Shizi Township are trying to grow oyster mushrooms.

On the other side, the annual autumn harvest has begun!

This year's autumn harvest is different from previous years.

"This year we are planting dry-raised rice seedlings!"

"This rice seedling is great! It has fewer pests and diseases."

"This ear is longer than the previous one."

“The grains are full.”

"..."

People in Shizishan and even the whole Tuo County are praising the dry rice seedling cultivation, as if the more good words they say, the better the harvest will be.

This year's rice harvest was indeed as they wished, 10% to 20% more than last year.

The heavy ears of rice are like farmers whose backs have been bent by life; although they are old, they still have hope of life.

The farmers who depended on the weather for their livelihood and the honest country folk could not express their gratitude in words. Knowing that Chunni did not accept gifts, they quietly placed the dried mushrooms and black fungus they had at home, the freshest wild vegetables from the mountains, a few eggs, and even a bundle of firewood at the door of Chunni's house.

Although the gift is small, the sentiment is heavy.