Zhang Lang was using this method to confess his love to Tang Feifei, who brought her mother and her younger sister to Xiangjiang to join her. Tang Feifei believed in her, but she could not express herself without her.

Another thing is that Tang Feifei moved to Xiangjiang and lived with her, which would also make her mother-in-law feel at ease.

"Forget it! I won't go to Xiangjiang with me! When you are not here, I let my younger sister sleep for several nights. I want to live a two-person world with my dad." Tang Feifei smiled.

"What a world of two people, my wife has become a bit hooligan!" Zhang Lang stretched out his hand to pinch Tang Feifei's nose.

"Hmph! You've been hurt! You've known this all day long!" Tang Feifei's cheeks were slightly red, and she thrust Zhang Lang's chest hard.

"Hehe! This means that this is a big deal! Why haven't my little sister followed you these two days?" Zhang Lang laughed.

"Because I know you're coming back tonight! So I returned my little sister to my mother! My mother was very unhappy! I kept saying that my little sister stuck to me and asked me to learn how to take care of the children!" Tang Feifei said with a smile: "I pretended not to hear it. After dinner, I went back to the house after cleaning up, and my mother didn't have the nerve to send it to her."

Zhang Lang was a little stunned. He never expected that there would be such an interesting confrontation between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law in secret.

"So I won't go to Xiangjiang! Anyway, you can come back tonight, and I can go there too. There is no difference between this and being together. Please buy me the Western medicine information, so I can hurry up and study it."

"Okay! If you don't want to go, don't go!" The information nodded and did not continue to force it. Tang Feifei was right. How can a god compare with a mortal? Even if he arrives in the United States, he just needs to buy a manor and refine it into his own land and teleport it, which is a matter of thousands of miles.

"You don't have to worry about Vivi and Tangyuan. They just had a narrow relationship in the past. When they first saw a man as outstanding as your husband, I, a little admiration. When they had a wider range of social interactions and more knowledge, they would be better.

This time I gave the responsibility of the God Award to both of them, hoping that they can get more contact with people and things and increase their experience." Zhang Lang explained to Tang Feifei seriously.

"That's it! My husband is the best man in the world!" Tang Feifei's wife lay in Zhang Lang's arms.

"Yes, I am the best man in the world, you are the best woman in the world!" The couple praised each other.

"By the way, Xiao Su comes to your house today and ask when will you come back." Tang Feifei suddenly remembered.

"Have he said something?"

"It seems to be for the convoy. Now all the greenhouses are being pulled, and their convoys are idle. I guess I want you to arrange new jobs for them."

"You tell Xiao Su tomorrow that he will go to find his third uncle. I will agree with him." Zhang Lang thought for a while, "These people are all people who can't stay idle. I told them that if they are not busy in summer, they just give them time to enjoy life."

“Flying at sunrise and resting at sunset is a living habit passed down for thousands of years, so it is so easy to change!

When you said that you would not grow greenhouse vegetables from April to September, do you know how big the villagers have? They all asked you to talk.

Later, Uncle Fugui told them that it was just right to not do it in summer and that he could go to the mountains to pick mountain goods. The price of mountain goods was higher than that of vegetables and earned more. Only then did everyone stop." Tang Feifei conveyed the rumors she heard to Zhang Lang.

It's not considered a rumor, it can only be said to be a voice from the bottom.

Zhang Lang used to know that villagers had opinions on not growing greenhouse vegetables in summer, but they didn't expect that they had such a big opinion.

No matter how immortal he is, he can control and refine everything on the land, but he can't eavesdrop on what the people are talking about him every day, right?

"Hehe! It was a spring rain the day before yesterday. Today, my mother and I went into the mountains to pick a lot of fungus!" Tang Feifei remembered the interesting things and said with a smile.

"You and your mother went into the mountains to collect wood ears?" Zhang Lang was stunned, "Who is looking at the little sister?"

"We took our little sister into the mountain together! I am responsible for hugging my little sister, and my mother is responsible for picking the fungus!" Tang Feifei giggled, "When I got home, my mother scolded her for a lot of time."

"If you let your mother know, you will scold you! You dare to laugh at her mother's jokes." Zhang Lang was also a little amused.

Now that living conditions are better, my mother is in good health, her mentality has returned to her youthful state, and she has become eccentric and often think about what she does.

"Let's go, I've been soaking for a long time! Let's go back!" Zhang Lang waved his hand to put away the clothes scattered on the ground, and carried Tang Feifei back into the house.

"Husband, how about we plant fungus?" Tang Feifei wiped her body clean, got into the quilt, and lay on the kang and said to Zhang Lang.

"Growing fungus?" Zhang Lang was stunned.

"Yes! They can't stay idle in summer anyway, so letting them grow some fungus in the forest can increase their income."

"I don't think it's necessary. If you help them earn more money, you can properly control the reproduction and growth of fungus, which is definitely much better than the current fungus planting effect."

China began artificial cultivation of black fungus around 600 AD. It is the first edible fungus species artificially cultivated in the world and has a history of more than 1,400 years.

In the Tang Dynasty, mountain people in the Daba Mountains, Micang Mountains and Longmen Mountains in northern Sichuan used the "log wood cutting" method to plant black fungus.

In the Qing Dynasty, the Changbai Mountains in northeast China and Funiu Mountains in Henan also began to plant black fungus. The deciduous trees were cut down on the 39th day of winter and relied on the natural spread and breeding of black fungus spores.

This fungus cultivation technique basically relies on the weather and produces extremely low yields.

After the founding of New China, in 1955, Chinese scientific and technological workers began to cultivate solid pure bacteria strains of black fungus and invented basswood inoculation method. This method greatly increased the yield of black fungus cultivation in the wood section.

However, one cycle is completed in two or three years, and the absolute output is still not high. Each high-quality wooden section with a length of 1 meter and a diameter of 10~13 cm only produces 100~150 grams of black fungus in three years, and it is often affected by natural disasters and reduces production.

This is what Zhang Lang said about artificial cultivation of fungus. It is better than her mother-in-law, who does some tricks and uses small spells to increase the survival rate and growth rate of spores.

"Hehe! Then I will start tomorrow. I will make the Xilong Mountains full of fungus." Tang Feifei finally found something that could help the villagers and said happily.

"Wife, be careful, don't go too far. If the Xilong Mountains are full of fungus, they may not cherish it. Another price may drop. Just moderately." Zhang Lang hurriedly advised.

Good guy, if there is a lot of fungus all over the mountains, there is no need to do anything else. Just pick fungus.
Chapter completed!