Chapter 3454 Delicious

"Xiao Ye, it is said that dogs follow their masters, and Xiao Hei follows you, right?"

Zhao Wuliu, who stuffed a pig's trotter into the little yellow dog, went out to find Jiang Xiaoye.

"Knock the stone snails for me. I'm going on a long trip in the next two days. Let's go together then." Jiang Xiaoye was too lazy to answer this topic.

"knock!"

Zhao Wuliu was very enthusiastic.

Some of the newly added stone snails have changed. In a small pool, the stone snails have become extremely active, and there are very few shells that are a little yellowish.

Jiang Xiaoye felt strange, because it was so fast, after only an hour of soaking, such a slight change appeared?

All the discolored stone snails were selected, and the tails were smashed, so that the taste can be better when boiled.

The crushed stone snails showed vigorous vitality.

"The sour bamboo shoots are not tasty enough. The taste is three points worse. You know, the smell of my snail noodles does not come from the snails, but all from the sour bamboo shoots. I remember my father said that good snails are the same as good ones." The sour bamboo shoots are the soul of the snail powder. The sour bamboo shoots bought in this market are not good. Go and find the biggest jar in the corner of my house and push it to a small cart. Pickle it yourself. It will take two days. Make this pot and try the taste first."

The old Huangtou came with the sour bamboo shoots bought by Jiang Xiaoye, and he disliked the sour bamboo shoots.

Such sour bamboo shoots are far from the sour bamboo shoots needed for snail noodles.

Jiang Yunshan came over

After looking at it, he nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go buy some bamboo shoots later, I remember summer bamboo shoots, right?"

In the past, Jiang Yunshan helped the old Huangtou.

"Yes, summer bamboo shoots, and don't want the tip of the bamboo shoots. After the bamboo shoots grow for a while, they will be more crispy when marinated. The bamboo shoots bought by Xiaoye are marinated casually. They are still spring bamboo shoots, and they don't have a good taste. "

The traditional method of making snail noodles is really troublesome, and Jiang Xiaoye has been busy with the bottom of the pot.

Li Lan also came to help after she was busy. Fried yuba, pickled spring bamboo shoots, seasoned chili oil, capers, fungus, dried radish, etc., the cauldron was steaming with aroma.

Zhao Wuliu slipped away a long time ago, and the three-minute enthusiasm has always been like this, especially at work.

At noon, Xiao Hei, who had a round belly, came back and saw that he had received a lot of goods. He walked around the cauldron for a few times, and then went home to count his dog food.

A few seconds later, Xiao Hei ran out, looked around, then ran back, and ran out aggressively to find Jiang Xiaoye, obviously finding that his dog food had been passive.

"Wow!"

Where's Mr. Blackie's trotters?

"Fuck off, who will eat the pig's trotters you licked!" Jiang Xiaoye was speechless to the dog. Has this IQ, pig's trotters and dog food, been accurate to single digits?

Xiao Hei, whose pig's trotters were stolen, rolled all over the floor, and even snatched the dog's pig's trotters to eat!

The old village chief is here, and he has a look at Jiang Xiaoye's family

They are all making snail noodles, and they come to help with a smile.

"Old man Huang, is this the last pot before you die?"

"Fart, I still have to clear the grass on your grave!"

Jiang Xiaoye and the others were used to the two old urchins fighting each other when they met. Sometimes the old people in the village are more immature than the children. When they see cow dung on the roadside, they always find a firecracker to blow it up.

The aroma from the bottom of the pot became stronger and stronger, and Xiao Hei sat in front of the pot and waited for the pot to boil.

The stone snails in the fish pond, when Jiang Xiaoye went again, had mostly turned yellow and were extremely active. A large eel just got in and swallowed the stone snails.

Field eels eat stone snails, what if two thousand catties of stone snails are sprinkled in this fish pond?

Think about it, ricefield eels are flooding, and it can eat as much as you sprinkle, especially mutant ricefield eels, which are extremely ferocious and huge in size, and the largest stone snails are not enough for them to swallow.

Even the old turtle will swallow it.

What if raised alone?

Soaking in Lingquan for a month, I'm afraid they will all mutate, right? Another use of my little rain cloth technique, the effect will be even better!

It's getting late, and the unique smell of the bottom of the pot that has been boiled for a day has already wafted across the village.

The little black dog stood in the distance with wide-eyed eyes, what the hell? Why is it so fishy?

Xiao Hei, who has a heightened sense of smell, feels his brain is buzzing now, and it is getting more and more stinky, is there dog feces in it?

The dried rice noodles have been soaked in boiling water from Lingquan

After nearly half an hour, take them out and put them into large bowls, and put the cooked vegetables among them. Sour bamboo shoots, capers, dried radishes, fungus, fried golden bean curd sticks and peanuts are also placed on the noodles.

The spoon swung and began to stir the soup.

"Drew the juice?"

Jiang Xiaoye used to think that the noodles, like the noodles below, were fished out of the pot, but it turned out to be drenched in juice.

The snail meat and beef bone marrow at the bottom of the pot are mixed in the viscous soup. With a shake of the big spoon, it feels like oil is splashed on the surface. Suddenly, the wonderful taste dissipates.

"I've been busy all day, just to eat this bowl of food? Let's eat in the yard." Li Lan set up tables and benches under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, made tea, and came out to help serve the meal.

"Don't move, don't move, it's not over yet!" Old Huangtou hurriedly stopped, quickly brought out the prepared red oil, and sprinkled red oil one by one, which seemed to whet the appetite.

"nice!"

Jiang Xiaoye sighed in admiration, it felt like a work of art.

"King Yan of the Fenjie is talking about snail noodles. No one can forget the taste after a sip. It's a pity that the sour beans and bamboo shoots are so good, otherwise it can be called perfect. Where did you buy this batch of snails? This taste, So authentic!"

Lao Huang Tou Nong

When it was over, he picked up the towel and wiped his hands, and said with satisfaction: "Go, bring it in, let's try it!"

Under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, Jiang Yunshan also took out a bottle of wine, and a group of people

Sit around the table.

Standing behind Jiang Xiaoye, Xiao Hei looked at the snail noodles with his head tilted. His amazing sense of smell made him feel that this was a bowl of stinky food, but why did it look so delicious?

Rural meals are not so particular. Jiang Xiaoye picked up the bowl, took a sip of the snail noodles in the soup and red oil, and felt sour, spicy, fresh, cool, and hot all at the same time, as well as the unique smell. If you are not used to the fishy taste, you might shy away from the taste, but Jiang Xiaoye felt his appetite whetted as soon as he took a sip!

"Wang?"

Xiao Hei took two steps back, but couldn't help but move forward, why don't you have a bite?

"Ugh, bah bah." Jiang Xiaoye bawled twice on the ground, held a bowl and said to Xiao Hei, "It's so delicious, this taste is absolutely delicious, how about a bowl, Xiao Hei? Come on, come on." , have a taste!"

"Wow!"

roll!

Eat shit and want to drag Mr. Xiao Hei? Throwing up yourself and trying to trick the dog?

Xiao Hei jumped out of the door quickly without turning his head.

"Just a silly dog!"

This dog is walking backwards, but the higher the IQ, the more it can be fooled.

Jiang Xiaoye continued to sigh beautifully.

"Sour bamboo shoots and snails are the most important. The unique smell is not enough. It's not interesting. It's ok, but I feel that the taste is better than before. It's strange." Old Huangtou took a sip and enjoyed it.

——The content comes from [Migu Reading]