Hearing her son’s plan, Mother Zhang reminded him, "Be careful and come back early."
Zhang Ermu nodded and replied, "I will, Mother."
Zhang Ermu grabbed a bamboo basket, a sickle, a bundle of rope, and several sacks. He packed the tools into the basket and carried it on his back.
Because of his house’s location, he used a hidden path behind the house—a shortcut to the mountains—instead of the villagers’ road. It took him less than thirty minutes to reach the foothills.
The foothills were usually covered in grass and wild vegetables, but mushrooms were found deeper in the forest. He told his family he was going to the foothills to avoid worrying them, even though he ventured farther into the mountains.
To his surprise, when he walked for a short distance, he saw that the outer forest was teeming with mushrooms. The mushrooms growing in this area were more abundant than he had anticipated. Looking at the varied large and plump mushrooms, a smile appeared on his face.
Excited by this discovery, Zhang Ermu set down his basket and began harvesting the nearest black wood ear mushrooms, filling one sack and starting a second. Next, he picked white beech mushrooms, filling three sacks in total.
He moved on to shiitake mushrooms, which is a variety with the highest value on the black market. He filled two and a half sacks with this mushroom. King oyster mushrooms filled another sack and a half, while oyster mushrooms filled the last sack.
For the bamboo basket, he collected snow fungus and filled the entire basket. When he was done, he covered the top with leaves to secure the mushrooms. With this, he has a total of eight sacks and a basket of mushrooms.
Satisfied with his haul, Zhang Ermu rested and ate the steamed buns before he tied the sacks with dried vines and tied them to a thick branch with his rope.
After he made sure that the sacks were tightly tied, he shouldered the sacks and carried the bamboo basket on his back before he walked back to his home. Although the harvest looked substantial, it wasn’t too heavy. So, it was not a problem for him at all.
By the time he reached his house, the sun was setting on the western horizon. freёwebnoѵel.com
Walking into his house, Zhang Ermu saw his sister washing a basket of vegetables near the small pond in the yard.
Noticing her brother returned with so many things, Zhang Yulan quickly stopped what she was doing and walked over. Reaching out, she helped him carry the sacks down while asking, "Brother, did you go to the mountain again?"
"This time, I just went to the mountain foothills. Maybe because of the short rain a few days ago, the mushrooms are thriving. I foraged all of these mushrooms in the foothills," Zhang Ermu explained with a smile.
Zhang Yulan was taken aback and asked in disbelief, "All of this came from the mountain foothills?"
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