Transmigrated into a fat wife, farming, raising children, and picking up husbands

A light drizzle fell during the night.

When Lin Xiuer pushed open the courtyard gate in the early morning, the air was exceptionally fresh, carrying the clean scent of grass and trees after they had been washed.

In the distance, the green mountains are like dark eyebrows, shrouded in clouds and mist.

"This rain is good; it'll surely bring back some good things to grow in the mountains," said Wang as she fed the chickens.

Lin Xiuer's heart skipped a beat. The mountain forest after the rain—wasn't that a mushroom paradise?

She quickly ate breakfast, slung her basket over her shoulder, told Wang that she was leaving, and then plunged back into the wet, rain-soaked back mountain.

Sure enough, the scene before us upon entering the woods was a pleasant surprise.

Under rotten wood, in piles of fallen leaves, beside tree roots, and in damp rock crevices, mushrooms of all sizes, colors, and shapes sprouted everywhere!

Some resemble small umbrellas, some corals, some are grayish-brown, and some are bright yellow, all appearing vibrant in the morning light and moisture.

"This is...too much!" Lin Xiuer's eyes lit up.

She put down her basket and started digging and digging in the woods.

There were just too many mushrooms, scattered here and there, hidden in the damp grass.

The bounty of the mountains and fields soon made my basket heavy.

Looking at the colorful harvest in her basket—various herbs, wild peppers, and mushrooms—Lin Xiuer was overjoyed, but she remained rational.

She only knows a limited number of edible mushrooms, and eating the wrong one could be fatal.

In order to avoid consuming dead people, Lin Xiuer decided to go to the town's pharmacy first.

Inside Jishetang, the old manager was looking at the account book while wearing reading glasses, and the young apprentice was organizing the medicinal herbs.

"Shopkeeper, young man, I'm bothering you again." Lin Xiuer put down her basket and took out several items that were wrapped separately in leaves.

"I picked some mushrooms from the mountains, but I'm afraid to eat them indiscriminately. You two are very knowledgeable, so I'd like to ask you to help me identify which ones are safe to eat."

The old shopkeeper raised his eyelids slightly, and the young waiter had already curiously come over.

"Wow, young lady, you've had quite a haul!" The waiter picked up a bag of mushrooms and examined it carefully.

"This grayish-brown one is a matsutake mushroom; it tastes very fresh and is edible. This white one is a straw mushroom, and it's not poisonous. This brightly colored one..."

"This won't do, this is called 'leg mushroom,' it's poisonous!" He quickly picked out the few bright red mushrooms and threw them away.

Lin Xiuer felt a wave of fear wash over her and thanked him repeatedly.

The old shopkeeper put down his account book, picked up a plant that looked like an herb, looked at it, and smelled it.

"This is wild shiitake mushroom. It has a spicy aroma. Adding a little when cooking fish or meat can remove the fishy smell and enhance the flavor. It is non-toxic."

He then looked at the wild chili peppers and several herbs. "These are common 'wild goose mushrooms' and 'straw mushrooms,' they're not poisonous and taste delicious. These herbs, dill and fennel, are good for seasoning."

The staff also helped check and confirmed the edibility of each item.

With the professional paternity test, Lin Xiuer was completely relieved and extremely grateful: "Thank you so much, shopkeeper! Thank you so much, young man! You've been a great help!"

After leaving the pharmacy, she finally felt relieved and went to the general store to buy some cheap soybean paste.

Back home, Lin Xiuer immediately went into the kitchen and began refining.

The small stove became her testing ground. She melted lard, added chopped wild chili peppers to sauté until fragrant, and then added fermented soybean paste to slowly stir-fry until the oil turned red and the sauce became fragrant.

Then, add the washed and chopped pine mushrooms and straw mushroom pieces and stir-fry. The umami flavor of the mushrooms is immediately brought out, mixed with the aroma of soy sauce and spiciness, spreading powerfully. Next, add the crushed wild shiitake mushrooms and several other herb leaves...

The enticing aroma from the kitchen grew stronger and stronger, gradually filling the entire courtyard and drifting outside.

Wang gasped, drawn by the aroma: "Xiuer, what kind of sauce did you make? It smells so good!"

Xiao Bao couldn't resist peering into the kitchen doorway, quietly watching Lin Xiuer's busy figure. The rich aroma filled his nostrils, making his mouth water.

Lin Xiuer was completely focused, occasionally dipping a little sauce into her sauce with a wooden spoon to taste it. Her brows furrowed and relaxed at times as she adjusted the heat and ingredient ratios according to the flavor.

Finally, a drop of spiritual spring liquid was secretly added until the sauce became thick and glossy, turning a deep amber color.

She was satisfied when she turned off the fire, enjoying the freshness of the mushrooms, the salty and mellow flavor of the fermented bean paste, the refreshing spiciness of the Sichuan peppercorns, and the unique aroma of various herbs.

"It's done!" Wiping the sweat from her forehead, Lin Xiuer looked at Wang Shi and Xiao Bao, who were eagerly swallowing their saliva behind her. She dipped her chopsticks in the mixture and handed it to Wang Shi first: "Mother, please try it!"

Wang carefully took a bite, and her eyes widened immediately: "Wow! This tastes...so delicious! It's a little spicy on the throat, but the more you chew, the more flavorful it becomes! Xiuer, how did you become such a good cook?"

Hearing this, Lin Xiuer smiled and dipped the food in a little more, then turned and fed it to the eagerly waiting Xiao Bao: "It might be a little spicy, but don't cry. If you can't handle the spice, just rinse your mouth."

Xiao Bao nodded obediently and, using her hand, sipped the sauce into his mouth.

Multiple flavors explode on the tongue in an instant.

Salty, savory, spicy, fragrant... the layers are distinct yet perfectly blended, carrying the unique mellow aroma of the mountains and fields, with a subtle aftertaste.

He smacked his lips and swallowed: "Mommy, it smells so good, it tastes so good, and it's spicy enough for me to eat."

Lin Xiuer's smile widened instantly as she pinched his little cheek: "Little Bao is so amazing! Mom will make two pancakes for you to try tonight."

In the past few days, Lin Dafu also delivered the small cart she ordered. The cart is more sturdy and agile than it looks in the drawings, with iron-edged wheels, making it very stable to push.

The platform was spacious, with a reserved space just right for the iron plate and small stove that she had specially ordered from the blacksmith's shop, and an oilcloth awning that could be retracted was also supported above.

She also stir-fried pickled vegetables with lard and blanched and chopped tender wild vegetables as basic side dishes that could be sandwiched in the pancakes.

In addition, there are fresh, tender vegetable leaves, which are marinated in advance with salt and spices, and then cut into thin strips of pork belly.

Everything is ready; we're just waiting to set up shop.

The rooster crowed for the first time that day, while it was still dark, and Lin Xiuer got up.

She changed into her cleanest and neatest old clothes and carefully tied her hair up. As she was loading things onto the cart, she turned around and almost bumped into a wall of people.

It is peace.

He got up at some point and was standing behind her.

After a few days of rest, his face finally regained its color. Although he was still thin, most of his sickly weakness had faded, and he stood tall and straight in the morning light.

He was wearing the indigo blue coarse cloth clothes that Lin Xiuer had made for him at the tailor shop. Surprisingly, they fit him well, making his broad shoulders and long legs look neat and tidy.

"Why are you up?" Lin Xiuer asked. "My injury hasn't fully healed yet, I wanted to sleep a little longer."

"I'll go with you." Ping An looked at her, his tone calm but unquestionable.