The Strongest Dad in the 1980s: Fu Bao is the daughter of Heaven

Two days later, the three members of the Fang family did not come over.

Fang Jianming and his wife are already busy, so it is not easy to come here.

Tangtang stares at the snails in the bucket every day, reminding her father to change the water so as not to kill the snails.

In three days, the snails had spit out all the sediment.

It stands to reason that there is no sediment left.

"Dad, can the snails be eaten?"

As soon as Chen Feng came back, he stared at Tangtang in the bucket and asked quickly.

Chen Feng couldn't laugh or cry, "You have a really good memory. Do you still remember this snail?"

Tangtang nodded quickly, "Remember, remember, Tangtang has a good memory."

She said and looked out the door, "Sister Lulu and the others haven't come yet."

"It's okay. Let's eat first. When they come next time, we can catch more snails and bring them back."

Chen Feng knew that they said they would come in two days, but they would not definitely come.

As for the snails, Chen Feng also thinks they can be eaten. Otherwise, after two days, some of them may be dead and smell bad if they have been raised for a long time.

A stinky one, if you accidentally eat it, your good mood for the day will be gone.

Chen Feng put down his hoe and smiled at Tangtang: "Come on, let's eat snails tonight."

"Uh-huh."

Then, Chen Feng took out the pliers.

Tangtang saw it, but she was confused, "Dad, what is this?"

"These are pliers. If you pinch the tail of the snail, you can suck out the snail meat."

Tangtang nodded, "So that's it, then Tangtang needs to be pinched too."

"You don't need it. Your hands are too small and you can't use your strength."

Tangtang: "No, Tangtang is so powerful."

Chen Feng couldn't help laughing after hearing this.

Chen's mother came back from outside and happened to hear the voices of father and daughter.

She stepped forward and looked at the snail, "Are you going to fry it today?"

Chen Feng nodded, "Well, I fired it today."

He also weighed the bucket that drained the water, "It looks like it can fry two plates."

"Well, it's okay."

Tangtang was still curious about the pliers, and couldn't help but stretch her little hand over, "Dad, I want to play too."

"This is not for fun. How about we, Tangtang, go do other things and get some perilla leaves outside."

Chen Feng said and looked at Shen Chen's mother, "Mom, take Tangtang to get some perilla leaves. It will definitely taste better if you put them in."

Perilla leaves are a kind of wild plant with an upright purple color and heart shape. It has a rich flavor and is very fragrant when used as a condiment.

Mother Chen nodded, "Okay! I'll pick it right away."

Tangtang quickly asked: "Are there any perilla leaves?"

"Yeah, there is."

"What kind?"

"Just follow grandma and you'll find out."

The little guy nodded and no longer bothered about the matter of clamping the snail's tail.

Soon, they came to a low place behind the house. Small saplings standing upright in the soil. Their leaves were all dark purple, which stood out among the green.

Tangtang quickly stepped forward, "Wow, this is Zi Su."

Mother Chen nodded, "Well, we also know Tangtang?"

The little guy nodded quickly, "I know you, I know you. This one is easy to recognize."

Mother Chen thought that Tangtang knew so many Chinese herbal medicines, and this perilla was so easy to identify, making it even easier to recognize.

Afterwards, the two picked a few pieces of perilla and went back.

Mother Chen also went to the field and got some leeks, "I don't have scallion leaves. Add some of this in. It will be delicious when fried later."

I heard it was delicious, Tangtang nodded repeatedly.

By the time they came back from a circle, Chen Feng had almost clamped the snail.

"Dad, we're back."

Tangtang even ran to him and looked at the snails in the bucket, "Tangtang wants to help."

Chen Feng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This little guy still remembered this.

He smiled and said, "When dad is washing the snails, come over here. Now go peel some garlic with grandma!"

Tangtang nodded, and then she and grandma peeled garlic and scraped ginger together.

Of course, grandma is busy, so she is responsible for watching a lot.

After everything was done, the little guy followed his father closely, keeping his eyes on the snail in his hand.

"Dad, when are you going to fry the snails?"

"Immediately, immediately!"

It was obvious that Tangtang was in a hurry and wanted to eat it.

Wangzu and Jiacheng ran over to her, "Tangtang, Tangtang, are you at home?"

Tangtang just glanced at them at the door, "I want to follow dad and fry snails, and I won't go out."

When Jiacheng heard this, he smiled and said, "It's okay, we'll play at your house."

Wang Zu also nodded quickly, "Yes, we can just play at your house."

Tangtang nodded and replied, "Okay, then come in!"

As a result, Tangtang, who was staring at Chen Feng alone, turned into three children staring at him.

Chen Feng lit the fire and they looked at the firewood. Chen Feng held a spatula and they looked at the spatula. The three pairs of eyes stared at them the whole time.

"Is the snail... delicious?" Tangtang suddenly asked.

Obviously, she had never eaten snails.

Or, at her age, even if she had eaten it, she would probably have forgotten it.

Jiacheng nodded quickly, "Yeah, it's delicious, it's delicious."

Wang Zu also nodded and asked Tangtang, "Tangtang, haven't you ever eaten snails?"

The little guy shook his head, "No, what does it smell like?"

Jiacheng said, "It's very delicious. The meat is tough and very delicious. The whole fried snail is fragrant. You will definitely like it anyway."

Wang Zu also nodded, "Yes, last year my dad got snails from the pond. They were delicious when fried, and there was a lot of meat. But my mom said that to make them delicious, you have to be willing to put in the ingredients. of."

Tangtang's mouth was almost watering after hearing this, and Jiacheng and Wangzu were both talkative, and they kept explaining the deliciousness of the snails in those two sentences.

Chen Feng listened to several children muttering, dumbfounded.

He puts oil, add onion, ginger and garlic, and stir-fry.

The sound of the cauldron sizzling and steaming from oil stopped. The three children stopped and stared straight at the cauldron.

Then, all kinds of sauces, soy sauce, salt, and seasoning sauce are added to it.

As soon as the snails were put into the pot for frying, the children could already smell the rich aroma.

Tangtang couldn't help but sigh, "Wow...it smells so good."

Jiacheng Wangzu also looked straight ahead, and none of the three children wanted to leave.

Chen's mother came to see them and called them twice, but none of them wanted to leave.

Because it takes a long time to fry the snails, the wait is naturally long.

Several times when Chen Feng put the lid on and waited for it to simmer, Tangtang asked, "Dad, are you ready?"

"It's not healed yet, just wait."

After a while, Chen Feng opened the lid and stir-fried, and Tangtang asked again: "Dad, are you ready?"

"It's not ready yet, just wait a little longer."

The little guy nodded and looked cute, but his eyes wanted to stick to the snail.

Finally, with Tangtang's great anticipation, she scooped the snails out of the pot and put them on a large plate.

The three children's eyes widened.

Chen Feng smiled and said: "You can eat it later."

"Uh-huh."