Fast through the cannon fodder, she shines brightly

Chapter 294 Widow (49)

At about dusk, after everything was cleaned, Mu Wan locked the dog in the yard to watch the house, and went to the street to buy necessities for life.

You need to buy pots and pans, rice noodle seasonings, meat and vegetables, brooms, feather dusters, bedding, curtains, and so on.

When she came back, it was completely late, Mu Wan unloaded her things, and thumped her sore shoulders. She didn't have the heart to cook any more, so she cooked a few bowls of noodles casually.

At night, she took the ready-made sheets and bedding, made the wooden bed, and hung up a clean mosquito net.

Now there are already mosquitoes, and they are always screaming in her ears. She specially lit the aromatherapy, which has a pleasant fragrance and can repel mosquitoes.

Trapped in the soft quilt, Mu Wan fell asleep quickly. Moving is a troublesome thing, and the next day I have to sort out the rest of the things and arrange them one by one.

She wanted to celebrate the move, and wanted to cook something delicious. She had eaten chicken, duck, and fish all over the place, and there was very little seafood for sale here.

However, when Mu Wan searched around the street, she found a vendor selling seafood, which was the freshest of the season.

She glanced at the bright red crayfish, it was at its fattest, with fat pliers, and it stayed in the basin and opened its teeth and claws.

"Boss, how do you sell this?"

The dark-faced peddler raised his head, his eyes flashed with joy, and he said enthusiastically, "Two cents a catty."

He caught this when he was tidying up the fields, and he thought about exchanging it for some money, but the shrimp had a lot of shells and little meat, it was troublesome to eat, and it smelled like mud. Sure enough, no one was willing to buy it, he thought despondently , if no one really asks, then take it home and eat it yourself.

Now that a guest came, even if he could only sell for two pennies, he would be happy enough.

Mu Wan stared at the basin and looked at the meeting, "I want all these."

"Everything?" The boss's eyes widened. He actually bought so much, more than 30 kilograms, and he could sell it. He said in surprise: "Then let's count it as sixty cents."

There was no bag to carry around, nor could it be tied with a rope, so Mu Wan bought the bucket together and carried it in her hand.

The small peddler happily left with seventy Wen in his hand.

Mu Wan put the bucket in the yard, went to the house and brought out a large basin. Fang Cheng held up his fingers, took a piece of grass, and was playing with the shrimp's claws.

"Mom, how do you eat this? Do you use it for soup?"

Mu Wan smiled and said, "No, I'll make you a new way to eat tonight."

Fang Cheng couldn't help but look forward to it. His mother's craftsmanship is good, and she can make everything delicious. He has been raised to be greedy.

Mu Wan filled the big basin with water and poured the shrimp into it to soak. This kind of food is very troublesome to handle. The sediment and dirt are hidden in various places. It needs to be scrubbed constantly with a brush so that it doesn't taste strange.

In order to make it easier to eat, Mu Wan picked the shrimp threads in advance, which were inedible.

What she wants to make is crayfish. Children can’t eat spicy food, so she makes five-flavored ones. Five catties of shrimp are enough for three people’s meals. She also peels out the remaining 20 catties. The shrimp meat is crystal clear, and the ice is in the well.

Five-spice crayfish needs spices, and Mu Wan cut up cucumbers as a side dish. The taste is full and juicy, and the aroma is so strong that you can't wait to drink the soup.

It's just that Fang Nian was holding his little hand, and couldn't make any sense of it. He frowned, his face was full of annoyance, and his appearance was very cute.

Mu Wan smiled, "Nian Nian, don't panic, just like your mother, press the tail, and it will come out with a light pull."

The prawns themselves only had the meat of their tails, and a large bowl was eaten up, leaving only a pile of shells on the table.

She felt that it would be cleaner to live here, with no irrelevant people coming to disturb her, and no pink eye disease coming to make trouble.

(End of this chapter)