Chapter 40 Shredded Chicken Mushrooms

Taking my nephew to a playground in the countryside, I accidentally saw chicken shiitake mushrooms under the longan tree. I said to the children: "This is shredded chicken mushroom. Let's pick it up and give it to grandma. Grandma will be very happy." The eldest nephew said, "Uncle, don't pick them indiscriminately. Our nature textbook says that many mushrooms are poisonous." "No, uncle knows chicken shiitake mushrooms." While picking those mushrooms with very beautiful lines, I taught my nephew the method that my father taught me to distinguish poisonous mushrooms.

In the past, life in the countryside was poor, and we often went to the wild to pick mushrooms after the rain in spring and summer.Most of the mushrooms are familiar, and of course they are not poisonous. There are also many mushrooms that have never been seen before, so how can we not know whether they are poisonous or not? Dad taught us a simple method, boil the water, throw a mushroom into it, roll it, if the soup is still clear, it is an edible mushroom; if the soup changes color, it is a poisonous mushroom; if the soup is black, it is a potentially fatal mushroom of mushrooms. We use this simplest and most effective method to test mushrooms, which can be said to be foolproof. I have eaten mushrooms in the countryside for more than ten years and have never been poisoned.

The nephew was very happy when he heard this, and said, "Our nature teacher has never taught this before!" I said, "Yes! Your nature teacher's knowledge comes from textbooks, but Grandpa's knowledge comes from the land and real nature. Uncle has only learned some superficial knowledge." We picked a total of two big bags of chicken shiitake mushrooms before stepping on the glory of the setting sun to go home. On the way, I thought that among all the mushrooms, the most memorable one is the taste of chicken shiitake mushrooms, no matter it is stewed.Stir-fry, soup, and deep-fry are all delicious, especially my mother's cooking skills are very good. Every time I see a large plate of chicken shiitake mushrooms coming out of the stove, we are all excited and shaken.

In order to describe the delicacy of this mushroom, people who rarely eat meat in the past compared it with chicken, but the taste of real chicken is not as good as one ten-thousandth of chicken shredded mushroom!When we put two bags of shiitake chicken mushrooms on the table, my mother was so happy that she was almost speechless. After a few seconds, she solemnly picked up one, put it in her nose and sniffed deeply, and said: "I haven't eaten chicken shiitake mushrooms for many years. Since your father passed away, no one has gone up the mountain to pick them." My mother only kept one plate of frying, and divided the rest into several portions, and told us to give it to our neighbors, relatives and friends. My mother said: "For so many years, as long as I can eat a chicken shiitake mushroom, I will be very touched." !"

The nephew said: "Correction, as long as you can see or smell it, you will be very moved." We couldn't help laughing, I thought of the kind of heart my mother put into my most cherished things, and I was so touched that my heart was warm, as expected of my mother. At night, the whole family gathers to eat, unlike in childhood, when eating chicken shiitake mushrooms with a big chopsticks, everyone chews each one carefully, as if to taste the long-lost time. In the silence, I seemed to hear the sound of my father riding an iron horse. My father used to ring the car bell at the door when he arrived home. Diling——diling—he always had bamboo shoots, wild vegetables or wild fruits hanging on his handlebars. , he would yell to his mother who was busy at the stove: "Axiu, today we have shredded chicken mushrooms."

Then Mom turned her head with a really big smile on her face.