After entrusting the handling of a few matters to the villagers, Ruo Xuan cheerily led the Old Madam Xuanyuan and others to her mushroom cultivation house.
Following one night of incubation, small white mushrooms had begun to sprout from the cultivation soil on the shelves.
There weren't many, far less than Ruo Xuan had anticipated.
Ruo Xuan frowned, somewhat disappointed.
However, the Old Madam Xuanyuan was extremely delighted; she excitedly approached the shelves, "They've grown, they've truly grown!"
Aunt Yu Hua, looking at the small white dots lined up on the shelves, was also incredulous, "I never thought mushrooms could be cultivated. Lady Xuanbao is really amazing."
Madam Liu was also very happy, "I didn't expect so many to grow; it's much more convenient than picking mushrooms on the mountainside. If we clear out a woodshed in the backyard to cultivate mushrooms, we could simply go in and pick a few whenever we want to eat them, fresh and handy."