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When the horse's bubble (a kind of wild fruit) matures, various fungi emerge from the wet ground deep in the mountains. I remember when I was eight or nine years old, I followed my neighbor's uncle Sun to the depths of the mountains to pick up fungus. This is what we call it in our hometown. From the word "pick up", we can see the feeling of bowing our heads, and we can also see the richness of fungi in our hometown. This fungus is found all over the mountains and forests. Just go up the hill and into the forest.
? Our neighbor, Uncle Sun, is the most experienced person in our stockade. He can tell which places are suitable for fungus growth and which places are suitable for fungus growth from the mountain shape. The container for receiving bacteria seeds is a bamboo knitting machine, which has good ventilation effect and large gap, and the wind can blow in from all directions. Because of the good ventilation effect, auricularia auricula seeds are not easy to suffocate in it, and some people are not easy to suffocate because of their figure.
Save trouble, hold a plastic bag, walk up the mountain, put the bacteria in, and open the bag when you come back. The bacteria inside changed color and gave off the stench of rotting corpses, so I had to fall to the ground as fertilizer. I remember that although it was only 1.3 meters at that time, I had to carry a backpack about 80 cm high every time, hoping to return with a full load. But because
For strength and figure, I have to throw it on my back on the way. When I get home, I just need to cook a few meals at home. ? When you go to the mountain to pick fungal seeds, you should choose the early morning after a night of rain, because these fungi can only come out from the bottom of the leaves when the rain is moist. Early in the morning, before dawn, the smoke filled the stockade. Under the morning fog, the young people at home face the fog all the way, starting with the barking of dogs. On the way up the mountain, the air was filled with the unique breath of summer and autumn. The bird stood on the branch, watching the fungus collector running under the tree, tilting his head, watching the pedestrians have no time to care, showing off their voices to attract people's attention. In the afternoon, the fungus pickers came down the mountain in twos and threes. The basket is very heavy and clings to people's backs. Auricularia of various colors emerge from the basket mouth. It is full of fungi, including yellow willow, Bai Liu, oil mushroom, pure yellow chanterelle, goose egg fungus, gray brush fungus, Cyclobalanopsis glauca, fluffy roebuck fungus. Of course, the best agaric is chanterelle, which is yellow and tastes the best, and the worst is oily and bitter. Although they all have the word "oil", the taste is very different. The former can be used without oil, while the latter is like chewing wax without oil. The lowest is spicy bacteria, although it is related to "spicy", but the taste is really not good!
? Those who go out early to pick up fungus seeds mostly come back to buy them. They put their backpacks with fungus in the ventilated factory upstairs and sold them on the street the next day. Because I am young and slow to walk, adults are unwilling to take me. When I went up the mountain, they had picked up all the mushrooms I liked or disliked, leaving only the thin, short and ugly ones waiting for me. ? I always have to have breakfast before I can go up the mountain, and I always stay with Uncle Sun, who has some mental problems in his neighborhood. More than 30 years ago, I was in my teens, and Uncle Sun was in his thirties. Sun Dashu, who is in his thirties, has no problem walking. When he left home and walked on the village road, I began to talk to him mischievously. Everyone in our stockade knows that Uncle Sun knows a few words, but he is not sensitive to numbers and often doesn't know the size, so I also make fun of him, saying that his shoes weigh more than 100 kilograms and that he only weighs three kilograms.
I nodded and said yes, but I didn't see a smiling face. In fact, now that I think about it, I really shouldn't, and I can't let it go now. On the way, the two of us stopped and walked to the mountain. The sun almost shone on the earth. ? Sunlight wants to penetrate the barrier of leaves and try to light up the melancholy woodland. A few birds hid in the bushes, long or short, and suddenly they held their breath. The forest with several beams of light became darker and darker, which was an unbearable silence. I just looked down with my eyes wide open. Weeds are extremely lush on the ground, because there are many people walking, and the weeds fall to both sides, so a path extends in the grass. Later, the grass finally wore out, the forest was taller, the woodland was more open, and the ground was covered with thick leaves. My uncle and I each fought to find the fungus hidden at the bottom of the leaves. At first, there were very few. One or two, big or small, had to be put into backpacks. However, later practical and inedible fungi were mixed together, and dozens of kinds got together. We call it "Mushroom Pot Village", which means that like the local Pot Village Dance, many people get together hand in hand and are ecstatic to see such a group of fungi.
? People who have never picked up fungus seeds generally think that as long as their eyes are good, in fact, picking up fungus seeds has a knack. Uncle Sun in the neighborhood is a little Mu Na, but he is familiar with the doorways of picking fungus. He told me that willow fungus likes to grow in miscellaneous forests, while Tricholoma matsutake likes to grow under Cyclobalanopsis glauca. No matter what tree it grows under, the most important thing is that it grows in a semi-cloudy and semi-sunny place. In the Woods, you should look for places where trees are sparse and where sunlight can penetrate, because photosynthesis can be carried out, which is just a general trick. The bigger trick is that you must know where the fungus grows. My grandfather knows where fungi grow. When I was a child, he took me up the hill in the back to find a fungus nest. At the top of the mountain, he pointed out the place where fungi grow in the mountain. He also told me to pay special attention to the side of the road when walking, because it is on the side of the road and it is the easiest to be ignored. Sure enough, I don't need to pick up fungus every time I go up the mountain. Under the guidance of grandpa, I also learned that there is a land rich in auricularia, which is on a ridge about ten meters wide. In the middle of several large stone slabs, there is a lawn with lush weeds in the center. When I came here, the road became extremely narrow. When I walked to the middle of the stone, I suddenly felt an ominous wind blowing, and my hair stood on end, which was very scary. But here, there is Tricholoma matsutake, known as the "king of strains". When you pick it up, you must aim at the root of Tricholoma matsutake and dig hard, and finally take it out. We call it "digging pine mushrooms". There is another place, in a ditch between two mountains. Grandpa told me that there were chanterelles down there. I am old and my hands and feet are not as flexible as when I was young, so I haven't bottomed out for many years. Encouraged by my grandfather, I climbed up the exposed roots on both sides of the path along the slippery road and walked down step by step. When I came to the bottom of the valley, I saw how tall the grass was. There is a stream in the middle of the grass, and the side of the stream is covered with yellow chanterelles. I don't have a backpack. I'm running excitedly. My hands have been picking it up. Soon I will be overwhelmed. What should I do? Finally, I thought of taking off my coat, tying up the cuffs of my clothes and putting these lovely yellow bacteria into my clothes one by one. After a while, it was full, and then I grabbed the roots and climbed hard. Grandpa's smile smoothed out wrinkles.
? There are many fungi in the mountains with different shapes, some of which are like coral branches. We call them brush-handle fungi. Some umbrellas are covered with fluff, just like animal fur. We call it "roebuck fungus". Some are ear-shaped, gray in color and shaped like animal ears. We call them "Auricularia" ... In fact, there are so many fungal seeds, some of which can be eaten, but most of them cannot be eaten. For example, "snakeskin fungus" not only abounds in Tricholoma matsutake, but also abounds in snakeskin fungus on that ridge. Similar to black and yellow Tricholoma matsutake, but there are also differences. First, it tastes different. Tricholoma matsutake exudes intoxicating fragrance, and the snakeskin fungus stinks. The bigger difference is that it is different under the surface of fungi. Tricholoma matsutake has a white film, but auricularia auricula does not. It's a disaster to meet us children who pick up fungus. They seem to be enemies with us, and we will always step on them. There is also a kind of "ass bag", which is white and round when it first grows, but it can't be eaten. When it is mature, it is hollow and full of powder. If you squeeze it hard with your hand, gray dust will come out of it. When I was studying in Kang's family, every summer vacation, like my neighbor Uncle Sun, I took my brothers and sisters into the mountains according to my own route. Every time I come home with a full load, I can eat the mushrooms I picked up. But at that time, vendors had smelled the fungus in the mountains, holding bags in one hand and small scales in the other, sitting at the head of the village, waiting for the people who came into the mountains to pick up the fungus to come back. When night fell, they came back with a bag full of chanterelle. In those days, the chanterelle was about 1.56 1 kg. Later, the growing environment of chanterelle was destroyed by the fungus collectors. Pick it up every time, big and small. Because there are no strains, there are fewer and fewer chanterelles, and the price is rising year by year. You can buy thirty or forty yuan a catty! In big cities, chanterelle is a rare thing. At this time, I realized why people in cities usually buy mushrooms by two instead of one catty.
? However, some bacteria that were originally thought to be poisonous have now become a series of delicious dishes on the table in big cities. The most famous is the "red mushroom", which, as the name implies, is a fungus with red skin and usually grows on the dry fir trunk. When you pinch it off the trunk, white juice flows out of the crack. In our hometown, as long as plants can shed juice of this color, they are generally poisonous, such as ". I saw many hotels at work and regarded them as treasures. People in the village dare not try, but they can pick them up and take them to the city to sell to people who are not afraid of death. Now, I have become a "city dweller" like a member. But bearing in mind the traditional concept of my hometown, I never dare to buy or eat indiscriminately, and I never dare to cross the line. After work, I have a summer vacation, but with my family, I can't pick mushrooms like that anymore. In recent years, I have lived in the city for a long time. As long as it is an edible fungus picked from the mountain, no matter the taste geometry, it feels worse than delicacies. From small to large, my favorite fungus is the kind of frozen fungus that grows on dead stumps. It is pure and delicious, and can be compared with mushrooms. My relatives in the village all know that I like frozen mushrooms. Every year before the Spring Festival, they bring me a big bag of dried mushrooms. I was moved by this full love. However, every time the dried mushroom seeds are soaked in water and mixed with various condiments, they are made into a delicious dish and chewed in the mouth, and the taste is not as delicious as before. I think this may be because it is better to pick it up yourself.
? Now there are mushrooms available on the market, most of which are artificially planted, which are different from mushrooms and have no wild flavor.
? This fungus will grow until autumn. During the National Day holiday, the best agaricus gallinarum and Auricularia willow will slip out from the bottom of the leaves, and the forest is filled with the smell of Auricularia. However, at the end of autumn, the fungus all over the mountain shrank into the soil again, right?