Reclaiming Wasteland and Farming: My Haunted Fields Are Spawning Monsters Infinitely

Chapter 131 Mushroom Harvest

Mushrooms are actually a type of fungus.

This is what Li Qingshan learned from the little remaining knowledge he gained from compulsory education.

To cultivate mushrooms, a culture medium is first required.

Inoculate the bacterial culture onto the culture medium, maintain a suitable temperature and humidity, and avoid introducing other microorganisms.

One of the descriptions of the multi-insect mushroom is that it can adapt to almost any environment.

That makes things simple.

First, you need to create a hole for yourself.

Li Qingshan picked up a shovel and began to choose a suitable location.

The first step is to eliminate the unlucky fields.

The ominous fields naturally provide bonuses to crops, but Li Qingshan dislikes the mushrooms he grows, as they have some inexplicable effects.

During the elimination process, Li Qingshan discovered that the area of ​​the murder field seemed to have expanded somewhat.

He originally had three mu of barren land, but now it has grown considerably, roughly four mu in size.

It increased by a full acre.

After choosing a suitable location, Li Qingshan began digging the pit. The pit was one zhang long, one zhang square, and one zhang deep.

Although the frozen soil was thick, it couldn't withstand Li Qingshan's current strength. He dug down one meter and found fresh soil.

Then the scope was further expanded.

Zhou Huwa squatted by the pit, wanting to help, but he was still not as tall as the shovel.

Li Qingshan pointed around and said, "Collect any unwanted wood, weeds, and tattered clothes in the camp."

Zhou Huwa nodded vigorously and started taking Dada to work.

Li Qingshan shook the bell, directing two zombies to join the digging team.

They were quite skilled at digging holes.

After the pit was dug, Li Qingshan threw all the trash that Zhou Huwa had collected into it.

Then, add the multi-insect mushrooms.

My mushroom cultivation project is more than halfway complete.

Finally, Li Qingshan took out the Yin-Yang hoe and first chopped twice on the old locust tree.

A breeze blew through the tree canopy, and the old locust tree shook its head, as if expressing its dissatisfaction.

Li Qingshan used a yin-yang hoe to release the essence of plants into the pit.

With this insurance in place, Li Qingshan felt much more at ease. Seeing that it was getting late, he went straight back to his room to sleep.

The next morning, Li Qingshan was woken up by Zhou Huwa.

He pushed Li Qingshan's shoulder, pointed outside, and made "ah ah" sounds.

Li Qingshan put on his fur coat and went out. When he arrived at the pit, he was taken aback.

The pit was full of mushrooms, piled up layer upon layer, almost reaching the ground.

"Growing so fast!"

Li Qingshan was somewhat shocked by the mushroom's growth rate. Upon closer reflection, it wasn't surprising that this species from the underworld grew so quickly.

"Get a burlap sack, let's start picking mushrooms."

Li Qingshan jumped into the pit and began picking mushrooms from it.

These mushrooms seem to have a life of their own; they even try to hide.

Li Qingshan picked a sack of mushrooms and climbed up.

Looking down, I saw that a patch of grass had grown back where I had just picked the grass.

Growing up so fast?

Although mushrooms grow quickly, they are also consumed quickly. The straw and rotten wood I threw into the pit last night have almost been used up.

Li Qingshan returned to the earthen house with a bag of mushrooms. He first boiled them in hot water, and then roasted a few over a fire.

Finally, the question was placed before him and Zhou Huwa.

Old Zhang asked curiously, "What is this?"

"Would you like to try some?" Li Qingshan asked.

Old Zhang shook his head: "We won't be taking any grains for now."

Zhou Huwa, however, was eager to try.

"Eat."

As soon as Li Qingshan finished speaking, Zhou Huwa put it in his mouth and started biting.

Then, he immediately vomited.

Li Qingshan was already mentally prepared. He tried taking a bite and forced himself not to spit it out.

It felt like chewing wood; it took so long to chew it properly and swallow it.

At least, it can fill our stomachs.

He only confirmed that the mushrooms were edible; as for the rest, he didn't have the courage to try them and threw them all into the pig pit.

The black pig sniffed it and turned its head away.

It seems that even it won't eat it unless absolutely necessary.

Li Qingshan walked towards the refugees outside the village.

"Master Li, please give us something to eat."

"I haven't eaten for three days."

"The body has been brought back."

The refugees immediately surrounded them.

Li Qingshan glanced around and gestured for Zhou Huwa to carry the mushrooms forward.

"One corpse can be exchanged for five pounds of mushrooms. Are you willing to trade?"

"We are willing, we are willing."

Li Qingshan instructed Zhou Huwa to complete the transaction with them.

As soon as he got the mushrooms, the refugee started eating them in big bites, chewing them loudly, and even drooling from the corners of his mouth.

Li Qingshan asked in surprise, "Don't you think it tastes bad?"

"It's not bad, it's not bad at all, it tastes much better than tree bark," the refugee said. "Once it's in my stomach, I won't be hungry anymore."

The other refugees looked at him with envy.

Li Qingshan cleared his throat and said, "Besides corpses, we also collect firewood and straw here, as long as they are brought over."

A cheer erupted from the crowd.

Although there were many corpses in the north, many of the refugees were elderly and weak. They couldn't carry the corpses, but they could still gather some firewood and grass.

Li Qingshan began trading with the refugees in front of the village gate.

He gradually realized that he was becoming too busy to handle everything.

Some were carrying corpses, some were carrying firewood, and some were carrying hay.

Zhou Huwa couldn't speak, so he was the only one who could do the work.

After careful consideration, Li Qingshan decided to expand the manpower and finally selected two people from among the refugees.

Wang Suanpan originally worked as an accountant for a landlord in the south, but due to a flood, he ended up in the north.

Qin Afu was tall and fat—among the generally emaciated refugees, his ability to gain so much weight could only be attributed to genetics.

Then they will find suitable subordinates.

With chaos looming, everyone is developing their own power, and no one can remain unaffected.

However, Li Qingshan felt somewhat uncomfortable choosing normal people for the first time.

He stood in front of the village gate, watching the refugees pour in.

Hand over the corpse or firewood.

The body was buried in the murder field, and firewood was thrown into the pit as nutrients.

Green locust money +1

Green locust money +1

Green locust money +1

Li Qingshan silently enjoyed the joy of the harvest. Looking around, he saw refugees slowly gathering like ants.

Under the old willow tree, Dingkun set up an iron pot, with boiling water inside.

However, he felt that fewer and fewer people were queuing up each day, and fewer and fewer items were available for selection.

"What's going on? Isn't anyone hungry?"

"Hurry up, they've distributed grain at Huai Shu Po."

"You're lying, I don't believe you."

They said they didn't believe it, but they still followed along as if possessed.

This has led to fewer and fewer people coming and going under the old willow tree.

"What happened? Shall we go check it out?"

"Yes," said a disciple named Wuchen.

Similar scenes are constantly unfolding in the North.

Qingniu Pass, located atop the city gate.

A strong wind swept into the hall, accompanied by several heavy coughs.

Shen Qingzhou, dressed in a blue robe, was helped by a beautiful woman to the edge of the battlements.

Looking out, the vast wilderness stretches out before me. It's like watching a chess player observe the life-and-death struggle on the board.

Suddenly, he frowned, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes: "The killing aura is weak, what's going on?"

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