I visited the nearby market in the evening and saw several stalls selling mushrooms. Hazelnut mushroom is still the most popular, and other mushrooms, such as white mushroom, frozen mushroom, grass mushroom, Leiwozi, and Pleurotus citrinopileatus, have to play a supporting role in Hazelnut mushroom. There is also a kind of mushroom with thick fat meat, reddish brown umbrella cover and dark yellow umbrella lining, which is sold every year, but I just don't know its name. There is a kind of mushroom that looks similar to this fat mushroom, but the darker the umbrella, the smaller and thinner it is. Upon inquiry, I learned that it is called "pine umbrella", 2 Jin, which is almost the most expensive mushroom on the market. If a week earlier, there would still be matsutake on the market, and the price would be natural and objective. Today, I also saw a small mushroom in a stall, a small cluster growing in one place and wearing a round little blue hat. When asked the name of the stall owner, three or four voices answered together, "Flower face!" It is said that "painted face" is also delicious, but I have already bought hazelnuts, so I can only wait for the chance to meet "painted face" again.
the hazel mushrooms I bought today are also rare. Mushroom's legs are as thick and powerful as the grown pine mushrooms, and they have never been seen before. This pile of mushrooms must have grown on the rotten trunk in the fertile shade, otherwise it could not grow so beautifully. Baby dad rushed to buy it, just a little more than a catty, with a little pepper and coriander, just enough to fry a plate. On the way home, passers-by saw the shape of mushrooms from plastic bags and were full of praise. Dad is proud of his decisive hand.
When I was a child, my favorite thing was to pick mushrooms in the Woods in late summer and early autumn. At that time, I only knew Corylus terrestris, Corylus terrestris and Pleurotus eryngii, and the mushrooms I often picked were Corylus terrestris and Corylus terrestris. When I was a child, I probably didn't like the delicious taste of hazel mushrooms, and I have no impression of eating hazel mushrooms. However, I feel that the tasteless grass mushroom is a good heart when I was a child, and I still have memories of drinking grass mushroom soup. There are also some memories of picking mushrooms, but I don't remember how the mushrooms were when I got home. There are fragments of memories left, as if my parents put them on with thread and dried them one by one, but the memory of eating dried mushrooms is almost gone. I think it must be that the way of eating dried mushrooms is not suitable for children.
after leaving the forest area, only memories are left when picking mushrooms. Some colleagues also like to pick mountains. During the mushroom season, a group of hiking partners can take a bus to the outer suburbs and then hike the mountains, and they can also get a lot of gains. Only in recent years, there are more and more people in the city who pick mountains, and mushrooms are almost gone. May the mountain gatherers show mercy and give mushrooms an inch of space to multiply. A forest with mushrooms looks like a forest. Autumn with wild mushrooms is fresh autumn.