Zhang Erlai wasn't actually holding out much hope. It was winter, after all. Where would you find mushrooms in the mountains? Besides, Su Qing hadn't mentioned selling any mushrooms earlier. But A Cheng kept asking about them, so Zhang Erlai had to bring it up.
Mushrooms!
As it turned out, Su Qing did have some in her space. They were all picked on Da Hu Mountain, and she could guarantee every last one was non-poisonous.
'But this time of year, wouldn't pulling out fresh mushrooms be too suspicious? Heavy snow has already sealed off the mountains in the Northeast. Never mind that no one can get into the mountains right now—even if they could, it would be impossible to find any mushrooms.'
"Where would I find fresh mushrooms this time of year?" Su Qing said with a smile.
"Ah, I know." Zhang Erlai was a bit disappointed, but he knew it was to be expected.
