The billionaire girl: Daddy and Mommy, love me again

In less than half an hour, the three of them had picked up a full bucket of snails. The sun was beginning to set, and it was time to go home and prepare dinner. Everyone was tired after an afternoon of work and must be very hungry.

"This is enough for everyone to eat tonight. Come back tomorrow to pick up more."

Li took the two children ashore, parted the grass on the shore, picked a few peppers, pulled some leeks, ginger and garlic, and then went home.

The snails that are picked up need to be raised for a few days and the mud and sand must be spit out before they can be eaten.

But the water in the stream was crystal clear, and the snails picked up were clean without a trace of moss, so Li planned to fry them tonight.

She found a small axe and clumsily started to smash the snail's buttocks on the stone. She had never done this kind of work before and was very unfamiliar with it at first. She almost hit her fingers several times, but she soon mastered the technique. The small axe became more and more handy and her speed became faster and faster.

When Zhang and others came back with bamboo fungus, they heard bursts of crisp sounds similar to the collision of pebbles in the cave. After entering the cave, they found that the sounds came from the pot.

"What delicious food is your sister-in-law making?"

Liu put down her backpack and went forward to check, only to see Li busy stir-frying a pot of snails.

"Oh, sister-in-law, you can't eat this. It smells too fishy. Throw it away. We have bamboo fungus and yam now. We don't have to worry about going hungry. There's no need to eat this."

When Zhang and Wang heard that Li was frying the smelly snails, they no longer cared about the bamboo fungus and came over.

"He'er, your sister-in-law is right. This thing is really fishy. You can't eat anything else cooked in the pan that has been used to cook it. Throw it away so I can wash the pan in the river."

Wang also looked at the snails in the pot with disgust.

Li stir-fried it for a while, then added two spoonfuls of water, covered the pot, turned around and said with a smile: "Mom, sisters-in-law, don't worry, today's snails are guaranteed not to be fishy. If they are fishy, ​​I will eat them all by myself, and you don't have to eat them."

Seeing that Li was confident, Zhang stopped trying to stop her and even felt a little bit of anticipation.

If this thing is really delicious, then everyone can add another dish to the table.

Leaving dinner to Li, she immediately took her two daughters-in-law to the rocky beach to collect the bamboo fungi that were drying in the sun. They had to collect them before the sun went down, otherwise the bamboo fungi would be dried in vain when the dew came out.

Dinner consisted of braised fish, stewed yam with bacon, steamed yam, fried duck eggs with leeks, and stir-fried bamboo fungus. But the most eye-catching dish was a large pot of steaming snails on the table.

As night fell, the men who had been digging yams came back one after another, carrying their loads of yams. Old man Cheng and his sons dug over a thousand kilograms of yams in just one afternoon.

In order to facilitate preservation, people dig as carefully as possible. The more they dig, the more experience they gain, and there are very few yams that are damaged.

"time to eat!"

Everyone sat down and looked at the snails on the table in confusion, but no one was ready to eat them. Only Cheng Zeli, who arrived late, had his eyes light up. He couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks to pick up the snails, but found that everyone was looking at him. Only then did he realize that old man Cheng, the head of the family, had not yet started to eat.

"Dad, eat, why don't you eat!"

"Hey! Eat it!"

Old Man Cheng coughed lightly, picked up a piece of yam and took a bite.

Seeing this, the others went to pick up the dishes they wanted to eat, but no one ate the snails.

"Hey, why don't you eat snails?"

"I won't eat this, even if I starve to death!"

"I don't want to eat it either!"

"I'll just eat yams!"

"Where did this leek come from? It's so tender!"

"........."

"If you really don't want to eat, then I won't be polite."

Cheng Zeli picked up a snail and put it in his mouth. The chewy, spicy and tender snail meat collided between his lips and teeth. It was so delicious that he couldn't stop eating it. He squinted his eyes in happiness.

The moment he picked up the snail and put it into his mouth, the other people at the table raised their heads and looked straight at him. The expected vomiting did not happen, but instead they saw that he looked intoxicated.

Li also joined him, and the couple ate the snails with gusto. In the blink of an eye, the snail shells on the table in front of Cheng Zeli had piled up into a small mountain.

Now everyone couldn't sit still anymore, it really was so delicious!

Cheng Laowu stretched out his chopsticks doubtfully, but failed to pick up a snail after several attempts. He was so angry that he threw away his chopsticks, reached out and grabbed a snail, and imitated Cheng Zeli, put it to his mouth and took a bite. His eyes suddenly widened, and both sides of his face turned red visibly.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough... Water, give me some water!"

Cheng Laoer rushed to the bucket and scooped a bowl of water and handed it to him.

Gudong! Gudong! Gudong!

He finally recovered after drinking a bowl of water.

"What's in this? Why is it so spicy? It's so spicy that my mouth feels like it's on fire."

"I found some chili peppers by the river, so I picked some and added them in. Snails taste better with chili peppers. I didn't expect you can't eat chili peppers. I don't think it's spicy at all!"

How could Cheng Laowu admit that he couldn't eat spicy food?

"It must be because I wasn't prepared just now that it was so spicy. I'll eat another one!"

After saying that, he picked up another snail and took a bite. Maybe he was mentally prepared. In addition to the spicy taste, the snail also had a peculiar fragrance. It was fresh and delicious. If you tasted it carefully, there was a faint sweet aftertaste.

“Delicious, not fishy at all!”

After saying that, he lowered his head and started eating voraciously, leaving everyone stunned.

After coming to her senses, Wang also stretched out her chopsticks towards the snails, followed by Cheng Lao Er, Cheng Lao Tou…

Hiss...hiss...

Finally, a series of hissing sounds were heard in the cave.

In a short while, a large bowl of snails was eaten up. The group of people were still not satisfied, snorting and wiping their tears and snot from the spicy taste.

"I didn't expect this thing to be so delicious. It really makes your mouth water and leaves you with an endless aftertaste."

Cheng Laowu contentedly dipped the yam in the snail soup and put it into his mouth, chewing it carefully.

"It's mainly because my third sister-in-law is a good cook. Otherwise, why would the same thing smell fishy when made by others but become delicious when made by my sister-in-law?"

"In fact, the main reason why snails don't have a fishy smell is that I added ingredients to remove the fishy smell. Ginger, garlic, chili pepper, and mountain pepper can all help remove the fishy smell."

"There are a lot of these things on the mountain. They smell weird, but I didn't expect the dishes made from them to be so delicious. And this chili pepper is so spicy that it hurts my mouth when I first eat it, but the more I eat, the better it tastes. It warms my whole body. If I have this in winter, I won't be afraid of the cold."

Liu held a piece of chili pepper, her eyes sparkling.

"The snails are so delicious, it's a pity that Dad didn't get to eat them."

Little Cheng Jinwu said with a red and swollen mouth, thinking of Cheng Zezhong who was still drinking porridge in the cave opposite, and said in a depressed mood.

The lively atmosphere suddenly cooled down because of his words.

Liu, who was originally smiling, became depressed. She turned her head to the side and wiped away her tears secretly.

Old Man Cheng touched his little head with red eyes and said with relief: "Good boy, your father will be back in two days. He hasn't fully recovered yet and can't eat this yet. When he is better, you can go pick up snails and ask your third aunt to cook them, and your father can eat them."

"Well, Grandpa, I'm going to pick up lots of snails so that Daddy can eat delicious snails when he comes back."

"I'm going to pick up snails after school tomorrow!"

"I'll go as soon as I get up!"

"........."

The children all expressed their desire to pick up a lot of snails.