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

"It's done."

Looking at the upright mushrooms sprouting from the flowerpot, Yang Lin looked haggard, but his heart was filled with joy.

His efforts were not in vain.

In Yang Lin's eyes, the pot of termite mushrooms growing in front of him was more than just a pot of expensive mushrooms.

Its appearance means that the mycelium produced by Yang Lin in the future will be able to grow independently in the outside world.

Like other mushrooms in nature.

At that moment, Yang Lin felt a sudden sense of clarity.

A broad and wide road appeared before us.

Even though he is now destitute and penniless, even though he has no fixed abode and lives under the roof of others.

Yang Lin was not worried about his future at all.

This confidence was particularly solid, not only because of his experiences before his transmigration, but also because of his strange ability to create mycelium and control its rapid evolution.

[Unnamed Termitomyces albuminosus (Environmental Adaptation lv1)]

The information about the termite mushroom in the flowerpot has already been recorded by Yang Lin's abilities.

Yang Lin also learned about the situation from the information transmitted by the mycelium in the flowerpot.

In the constant cycle of accelerated reproduction, bacterial extinction, and survival selection.

The mycelium in the flowerpot underwent positive evolution.

It enhances the mycelium's adaptability to the environment.

Compared to other common termite mushrooms, this pot of mycelium has environmental adaptability and can thrive even in a symbiotic environment without termites.

Most importantly, after recording the information of the fungal strain, Yang Lin will be able to directly create this type of fungal strain with environmental adaptability when making mycelium in the future.

It doesn't need to be as complicated as it is now.

"Let's call you Chicken Mushroom Number One for now."

After naming the termite mushroom "No. 1", Yang Lin reached out and picked the termite mushrooms that sprouted from the flowerpot one by one.

Yang Lin could clearly feel it when picking mushrooms.

Its connection with the termite mushroom in front of it mainly relies on the mycelium underground.

Before the fruiting body of the mushroom (generally understood as the part that grows on the ground, including the stipe, gills, cap, etc., hereinafter referred to as the mushroom) is broken off, Yang Lin can roughly sense the state of the mushroom.

After breaking it, Yang Lin lost his sensitivity to the fungus.

Even though the mushroom was larger than many of the previous mycelia, Yang Lin still couldn't sense its condition even when he held it in his hand.

Actually, Yang Lin had already noticed this phenomenon two days ago.

However, Yang Lin had just transmigrated and was too exhausted to notice this phenomenon.

"Perhaps...this is for the best."

After a moment's thought, Yang Lin thought to himself.

Once he realized that he could only sense and control the mycelium, not the fungus, his psychological burden was instantly reduced.

At least, when I buy mushrooms for others in the future, I won't have to constantly imagine myself being thrown into a frying pan or boiling water.

Soon, Yang Lin had picked all the termite mushrooms from the entire basin, leaving not a single one behind.

Yang Lin rummaged through the pile of miscellaneous items he had brought back and found a black plastic bag.

He then borrowed a bamboo basket from Zhao Dahai's mother.

Pour all the soil from the flowerpot, which is full of mycelium, into the basket, then put in a black plastic bag, cover it with a urea bag, and block the opening of the basket.

He made up a reason to go up the mountain to clear his mind, left the Zhao family's house, and headed towards the mountains outside the village.

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Zixu City is located in the eastern part of Nanzhao Province, on the western side of Guizhou Province, on the edge of the Zhaoqian Mountains, and belongs to the subtropical monsoon humid climate.

The mountain range has an uneven terrain, with high mountains and deep valleys stretching endlessly.

Qingshan Village is located in a remote area, surrounded by high mountains and dense forests.

Apart from a few essential paths for farm work leading to the fields, once you venture into the mountains and forests, you'll disappear from sight in just a few steps.

Without saying a word, Yang Lin found a secluded mountain path and plunged into it.

After walking a distance through the mountains and forests and making several turns, Yang Lin was panting heavily from exhaustion.

There was no other way; Yang Lin's physique was already poor, and he had previously expended a lot of his energy to cultivate the No. 1 Chicken Mushroom.

Now, carrying this big basin of soil on my back, after so long exploring the mountains and forests, I'm exhausted.

After putting down his basket and resting for a while, Yang Lin carefully observed his surroundings and made sure there were no people nearby.

Then he took out soil from his basket, sprinkled some here, and buried some there.

Before long, Yang Lin had completely smeared all the soil in the basket.

They are unevenly distributed throughout this small patch of woodland.

Yang Lin concentrated and observed with his eyes closed.

Clusters of sensations, large and small, like scattered faint points of light, were distributed around him.

"Very good, no problem, accelerate reproduction."

Under Yang Lin's control, the handfuls of Termitomyces No. 1 mycelium that had separated from the flowerpots and were mixed in with the soil immediately came to life.

They reproduce rapidly around them at an incredible, unnatural speed.

Strands of white mycelium, like animal tentacles, continuously spread out from the soil in the flowerpot.

It plunged into the woodland soil, frantically decomposing the dead branches and fallen leaves, and absorbing the moisture from the soil.

The mycelium is growing at a rate visible to the naked eye.

The faint light spots that Yang Lin sensed also became brighter.

However, the propagation of mycelium soon encountered a bottleneck.

Insufficient moisture, lack of organic matter, insufficient soil porosity, and lack of oxygen...

Compared to the flowerpot soil that Yang Lin carefully prepared, the natural soil in the woodland was still somewhat infertile.

Even if the Termitomyces No. 1 has a first-level ability to adapt to the environment, it has almost reached its limit to grow to this extent in such barren and hard soil.

"At this stage, it's enough for fungi to grow."

Yang Lin opened his eyes, a satisfied look on his face.

After all, this piece of woodland was a place he had chosen as a compromise because he was physically exhausted.

It's understandable that the woodland environment wasn't carefully selected and wasn't very suitable for the growth of termite mushrooms.

With future adjustments, the bacterial community should continue to grow.

Moreover, Yang Lin has no plans to produce too many termite mushrooms at once.

The reason is simple: today is only April 20th.

Although Nanzhao Province is rich in mushrooms, based on the climate and the growth patterns of mushrooms, the generally accepted season for wild mushroom picking is from May to October.

In some later areas, harvesting can only begin in June.

The peak harvest season is from July to September.

If you go too early or too late, there are hardly any wild mushrooms left to pick on the mountain.

It's late April now, and it's understandable that he occasionally encounters a few mushrooms.

But if there are too many mushrooms, and they are all termite mushrooms, then it's hard to explain.

This allows the mycelium in the woodland to enter a dormant state, saving resources.

Yang Lin took the termite mushrooms out of the black plastic bag, neatly placed them in his basket, and then carried the basket back to where he was.

Back in the village, Yang Lin walked briskly and excitedly pushed open the door to the Zhao family's house.

"Hai-ge, look! I found something in the mountains!"

Yang Lin placed the basket in the yard and called out to Zhao Dahai with a smug look on his face.