The mountain was nearly windless in the early morning, fresh air abounded, and little birds sang on the branches.
In the mountains of August, mushrooms and wood ears abounded. Bai Xiao, with a bamboo basket on her back and a stick in hand, searched for mushrooms as she walked.
Ye Huang stayed by her side, pretending to help look for mushrooms but actually worried that she might emit a charm again. Doctor Zhu followed closely three feet behind, ready to shoot with a crossbow at any moment.
This way, only Lu Ji Zi was genuinely focused on hunting prey.
The family's meals depended on him.
"Ye Huang, look, matsutake mushrooms!"
Suddenly, Bai Xiao cried out in delight.
She had just uncovered a clump of grass, revealing two matsutake mushrooms, one large and one small. These were treasures, indeed! Tonight, they could enjoy some grilled matsutake.
