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"The other day it rained, and mushrooms started growing on the beams in the old house's storeroom again. They looked good, so I picked them all and brought them over," Jiang Weiguo walked up to the kitchen doorway, opened the burlap sack he brought, and began taking out items one by one, "Wild pheasant, hare, deer meat, wild boar legs, they're all cured—Jianguo, make sure to store them properly. Tea tree mushrooms, wild and sun-dried, just right for making soup, and this too."
Having dealt with mushrooms for more than half a month, Jiang Feng recognized at a glance that the mushrooms in the sack Jiang Weiguo was holding were shiitake mushrooms.
By coincidence, Jiang Huiqin was also using shiitake mushrooms to make her soup.
"Use these for the soup, and don't add any other messy stuff," Jiang Weiguo placed the sack on the table, and the plump mushrooms rolled out from it.
"How do I cook it…" Jiang Feng asked blankly.
