Right now, it's fine to have some rice to eat without being picky.
When she got home, she told them that she had sold half a basket of fish and bought eighteen jin of brown rice, and Aunt Zhang had given her an extra two jin.
The three men in the house had no objections and said they didn't need to be informed of such matters.
Su Qingyue carried Xiao Qinghe from the master bedroom to the kitchen and let him sit on a desk, "Fourth brother, do you know how to gut fish?"
"I do, but I'm not very skilled..."
"You'll get better with practice." She found her second brother's fish-scaling knife that he used to gut prey and handed it to him.
She first weighed the empty basket and then put all the mushrooms from the table and the pile on the floor into the basket. After deducting the weight of the basket, there were a hundred jin of mushrooms.
There were no shiitake mushrooms in the basket, just common varieties like oyster mushrooms.