Chapter 854

As soon as the farm work was done, Bryan vanished into the mountains like a monkey set free, disappearing with his gang of friends. Jane also planned to head up the mountain she wanted to survey which areas had soil suitable for growing morel mushrooms. After lunch, Amery and Bhavia took Jane up the slopes. Each of the four girls carried a small bamboo basket on her back. After days of relentless rain, mushrooms had sprouted abundantly across the hills, though many had already rotted in the excessive moisture. As they led Jane to spots where they had previously found morels, Amery couldn’t help but ask curiously, "Jane, can morel mushrooms really be cultivated?" "Out of all the mushrooms we gather and dry, morels fetch the highest price several hundred dollar per pound! But they’re so rare. Even after a whole year of collecting, we barely have half a pound when dried." "If we could grow them ourselves, wouldn’t that mean we could make real money?" Before Jane could respond, Bhavia’s fa