Chapter 89： that doesn't matter

Chapter 89 It doesn't matter

Hearing this, Jiang Yue was slightly startled.

I didn’t expect this morel mushroom to be a tribute here.

She remembered that she had accidentally read an article about morels, saying that in the Ming Dynasty, that is, from the Ming Dynasty Shenzong period, morels were regarded as royal tributes.

But the big ling that she is in now is not the Ming Dynasty. Before, she felt that the country she was wearing was no different from the overhead, and there was no country similar to it in history. Now it seems that the world she used to live in, The world we are in now is actually two worlds.

She is no longer in her original world.

She was transmigrated to another world, not the ancient times of the original world.

Jiang Yue has more ideas in her heart.

Immediately, she didn't care whether the morels were a royal tribute in this world, she just asked: "Can't you sell it?"

If she can't sell it, she naturally doesn't need to plant it.

Xue Yan said: "It's not that it can't be sold, it's just because it's too rare, even if someone bought it at a high price, it was basically sent to the palace and presented to the emperor. It is very difficult for royal relatives to eat this kind of mountain delicacy."

"That doesn't matter," Jiang Yue didn't care, "As long as it can be sold, and it can be sold for a lot of money."

"……All right."

If it was someone else in front of him, Xue Yan might also ask if the morels could really be grown. After all, morels have always been wild, and no one would grow them, but Jiang Yue was in front of him, and Jiang Yue could grow out of thin air. Xue Yan didn't doubt that she couldn't grow something.

Since she said this, it must have been planted.

On the second day, after lunch, Xue Yan and Jiang Yue went to the deep mountains.

The two of them went together, and the family thought they were going out to play, they didn't even know they were going to the deep mountains.

Morel is a low-temperature and high-humidity fungus that likes shade. It is best to plant it in a cool humus soil.

This humus soil is actually the topsoil after the dead branches and leaves of the trees fell on the ground and rotted in the ground for a long time. This topsoil is loose and suitable for the growth of morels.

If you want to transplant morels into such soil, you have to go into the mountains.

If the quality of the soil is not good enough and the humus content is not enough, even if the morel can survive 100%, it will not grow fast.

There is a **** in front, Xue Yan tried twice, but failed to climb up.

Jiang Yue bypassed Xue Yan and went up neatly first.

Immediately, a small hand came down from above.

Xue Yan was silent for a while, but still put his hand on it.

Jiang Yue immediately shook and pulled him up. Then let go and keep walking forward.

Because the road is particularly difficult to walk, Xue Yan staggered behind, a little embarrassed: "Why did you let me follow along?"

He can't help much, and it's a little bit of a drag on her progress.

"If I come out and you're at home, you don't know how many lies you tell when someone asks me." Jiang Yue said lightly as she walked in front.

Xue Yan was even more embarrassed. He didn't want to lie either. But sometimes, it's better to lie. Mainly depends on what.

When he can't lie, he naturally won't lie.

"Let's go inside." Jiang Yue said.

"Okay." Xue Yan had no objection.

The more you go in, the flatter it becomes. There are many tall trees, and the branches and leaves on the trees are too lush, like a big umbrella that covers the sky and the sun.

Sunlight can only be sprinkled through the gaps between the leaves, mottled and shattered.