Returning to the mountain village, starting with mushroom picking to get rich

After preparing the lawsuit materials and submitting them to the court, Yang Lin said goodbye to Attorney Cheng and hailed a taxi directly from the county town to Huangtu Township.

Professional tasks should be left to professionals.

As a law firm that has managed to stand firm in a county town, Yang Lin is confident in its capabilities.

So, the rest can be left to Attorney Cheng to handle.

If there are any steps in the process that require the plaintiff's presence, Attorney Cheng will contact him immediately.

Regarding the motorcycle license he wanted to obtain, Attorney Cheng reassured him, saying it was a minor issue.

Attorney Cheng was unwilling to go into the details of the process and the inside story with Yang Lin, even though Yang had just placed a case with him with a commission fee of over ten thousand yuan.

However, the lawyer assured Yang Lin that the driver's license was definitely a legitimate one, the kind issued by the traffic management department.

All that's needed is for Yang Lin to show up and submit his personal information when the Transportation Bureau organizes the next motorcycle driving qualification exam, and the application will be processed smoothly.

He will likely help Yang Lin complete the appointment and participate in the assessment within about a week.

When the time comes, someone will naturally put in a good word for Yang Lin so that he can smoothly go through the process and get his driver's license.

……

When we arrived in Huangtu Township, most of the people who had come to the market had already left.

Traffic in the town has returned to normal.

On the streets, there were piles of fruit peels and rotten vegetable leaves, as well as all sorts of oddly shaped plastic bags and packaging boxes.

Sanitation workers began to work, cleaning little by little.

After finding his motorcycle, Yang Lin thanked the family who had helped watch it, then rode his 125cc motorcycle towards Qingshan Village.

……

"Last time I sold over four thousand in Hongyan Town, and also spent over four thousand on a motorcycle."

"Today I spent over four thousand yuan on things in Huangtu Township, and another three thousand yuan at the law firm. After winning the case, I'll have to give him another ten thousand..."

"Tsk tsk... Suddenly I feel like I'm not making money that fast."

Back in his small house, Yang Lin flipped through his somewhat laggy knock-off phone, looking at the meager balance in his account, and couldn't help but feel a little sentimental.

After settling into his new life these past two days, he did manage to make a small profit after putting in a little effort.

But the money came quickly and went quickly.

If anything happens in the future, or if any unexpected event occurs, his savings of one or two thousand yuan will probably not be enough at all.

We still need to work hard to produce mushrooms, travel to more places, and earn and save money.

Having less money makes people feel insecure.

After a while, I'll have to replace this laggy knock-off phone.

……

Splash... splash...

That evening, a light rain fell in Wuyou County.

Rainwater dripped from the roof tiles and fell from the eaves, splashing up countless droplets.

Good rain knows its season; it falls when spring arrives.

This rain is not the first spring rain of the year, but just the first rain of May.

Its appearance signifies that the dormant fungi in the mountains and forests are beginning their awakening season.

Many villagers who hadn't gone to sleep yet, or who had been woken up by the rain, became excited as soon as they realized it was raining outside.

It rained, and the crops no longer lack water.

It's raining; there will be even more mushrooms in the mountains tomorrow.

If you're lucky, you might stumble upon a few pounds of valuable wild mushrooms, and then you won't have to worry too much about making ends meet next month.

With anticipation for rain, many people began preparing their tools for climbing the mountain the next day under the cover of night.

It's not just the people of Qingshan Village who are making preparations.

Throughout Zixu City and most of the mountainous areas of Nanzhao, where it was raining, the mountain herders who made their living from mountain products were sharpening their knives and checking their tools.

……

That night, Yang Lin was awakened by his own mycelium.

He was sleeping soundly, and the sound of the rain did not cause him any discomfort.

Even on the mountainside far from the settlement, the villagers' cheers for the arrival of rain could not be heard.

However, when rain falls from high above and soaks the soil...

The mycelium buried underground by the poplar trees in the mountains and forests was like rain after a long drought.

These mycelia, which were originally dormant and had very low metabolic activity, quickly became active after encountering rainwater.

The intuitive light in Yang Lin's mind instantly brightened even further.

So, he was awakened by his own mycelium.

"It seems that my mycelium, buried in the mountains and forests, has found a suitable environment to grow..."

Following the sudden surge of sensation in his mind, Yang Lin quickly understood the situation.

Although the mycelium he buried has evolved a certain ability to adapt to the environment.

This allows them to break free from their symbiotic dependence on termites and grow directly from the soil, just like other common fungi.

However, besides termite symbiosis, other growth environment factors, such as moisture, organic matter, temperature, and humidity, can also affect the growth of mycelium.

It restricts the growth of mycelium.

Previously, the temperature in the mountains and forests was slightly lower, rainfall was low, and there wasn't enough moisture.

Such a growth environment is still not very suitable for mycelium.

Only a small number of resilient wild mushrooms, or mycelia controlled by Yang Lin, can forcefully emerge.

Most of the other mycelia are dormant, silently waiting for the best opportunity.

Most of the chicken-of-the-woods nests that Yang Lin buried in the mountains were also like this.

Apart from the parts he needed to pick and the parts he deliberately exposed.

The mycelium in the remaining hundred or so termite mushroom nests were all in a dormant state.

As summer approaches, temperatures are gradually rising.

The soil and air temperature in the mountains and forests have reached the temperature required by the mycelium.

A rain shower provides ample moisture and humidity to the countless mycelia in the mountains and forests.

The mycelium naturally entered the growth stage.

Whether it's wild mycelium in the mountains and forests or termite mushroom mycelium buried in poplar forests, they all enter a frenzied metabolic phase at this moment.

Apart from those few *Termitomyces albuminosus* that, under Yang Lin's control, grew prematurely and forcibly sprouted mushrooms against the environment.

Because the mycelial potential was damaged, and the other nutrients consumed during the early growth period had not yet been replenished, the termite mushrooms were unable to grow outside the nest in this rain.

The other hundred or so chicken coops are gradually growing bigger.

"No, no, if more than a hundred chicken-of-the-woods nests suddenly burst open, I don't know if I could collect them all by myself."

"Even if I seize the opportunity by using location tracking and pick them all, I still can't take away so many mushrooms; there's nowhere to put them."

"Could we stop for now and wait until I get there before starting to grow them in batches...?"

As the mycelium grew, Yang Lin quickly discovered the problem.

Now is not the time to go all out.

He doesn't yet have the ability to harvest so many mushrooms.

Thus, under Yang Lin's control.

The thriving mycelium in the mountains and forests seemed to have received some command, and immediately stopped absorbing rainwater.

Put yourself back into a semi-dormant state.

The opportunities brought by this rain were entirely given to other wild fungi in the mountains and forests.

……

The rain stopped early the next morning.

Many villagers in the mountains don't even wait until dawn before heading into the mountains with flashlights.