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"It's a fair in Daliu Village. Do you want to go to the market? Buy a dog leash for Xiao Hei. He has dug holes in the ground. What kind of dog is this?"
??Xiao Hei, who has been too energetic recently, is committing crimes everywhere.
"Woof?"
Xiaohei was about to go over and play coquettishly with Li Lan, but with just one sentence, he dared not come closer. His eyes were wandering, and he took two steps back without leaving any trace.
"I'm going to the market."
Jiang Xiaoye went home and rode an electric bike to buy things. There were a lot of things to buy today. I don¡¯t know if I can buy Shiluo. There is no one here who specializes in selling Shiluo.
Xiao Hei stood there and hesitated for a long time. He looked at the mountain behind and then at Jiang Xiaoye who was far away. Forget it, Mr. Xiao Hei is going hunting!
Daliu Village is the largest village in Shilibaxiang, with a population of more than 2,000. It is across from the bridge. On both sides, there are gathering places.
¡°Crispy egg rolls, not sweet and free of charge!¡±
"New Year cake! New Year cake!"
¡°Rat poison, fly poison, mosquito poison, cockroach poison.¡±
"Jiangnan Leather Factory closed down. The owner, Huang He, owed 350 million yuan through gambling and gambling. He took his sister-in-law and ran away. We have no choice but to take the leather bag as wages. The original price was more than 300, more than 200, more than 100 There are so many leather bags, now all of them are twenty, all of them are twenty!"
Jiang Xiaoye rode an electric bike to the meat stall area amidst the noisy crowds.
Now that rural people are better off, they can buy more meat.
"How to sell beef leg bones?"
"Twelve pounds!" The fat boss was sweating and was cutting meat for the customers with quick movements.
Jiang Xiaoye feels that prices are getting higher and higher now. In the past, beef bones cost nine yuan and ten yuan per pound.
"Here comes ten pounds. I want big bones. If you want to boil the marrow, chop them off!"
Jiang Xiaoye took out his mobile phone and scanned the QR code to pay.
"okay!"
It took an hour to buy beef bones, chicken racks, and various seasonings. There were so many people that even an electric car couldn't move inside.
¡°Boss, where can I buy stone snails?¡±
"There are some inside, at the very end, Wang Laizi sells them. This year, the snails cost five yuan a pound, which is more expensive than before."
I bought a big bag of seasonings and the owner of the seasonings was very enthusiastic.
Jiang Xiaoye didn't know who Wang Laizi was, but when he came to the end, he saw a stall selling snails. There were no people around. After all, something that cost three yuan a catty now costs five yuan a catty, and it's troublesome to make. People who eat it Not much.
"Boss, do you want delivery to your door? I want them all!"
Jiang Xiaoye saw that there were almost a hundred kilograms of stone snails. He gestured with his hands and found that they were all alive. He bought them back and kept them in the spiritual spring!
"Send it, send it!"
Wang Laizi, who was smoking a dry cigarette, took a big sip and grinned, revealing a pair of yellowed teeth.
Stone snail, done!
When I got home, I set up the pot and found a big coal stove. The most indispensable thing in the village was briquettes. After all, there was a briquette factory. Wang Laizi came soon and brought his stone snails.
Jiang Xiaoye took the shovel, said hello and went to the fish pond.
In the fish pond where eels are raised, Jiang Xiaoye quickly dug out a small pool, and poured all the snails into the pool connected to the fish ponds.
The effect of the spiritual spring is astonishing, and all the stone snails obviously become active.
"Feeding the eels? It's a bit too wasteful. Just feed the eels some mess." Wang Laizi mumbled a few words and left. Anyway, after he got the money, it was Jiang Xiaoye's business how to feed him.
Washing the beef bones and chicken racks, pouring the spiritual spring into the pot, Old Huangtou also came.
There are also proportions in the combination of spices, ginger, star anise, cinnamon, bay leaves, etc., all in accordance with the proportions. Jiang Xiaoye prepared the spiritual spring from the spiritual gourd and poured it into the bucket.
"Huhuwu~"
The little owl flew staggeringly and landed on the edge of the bucket. He lowered his head and was about to drink water. Jiang Xiaoye stepped forward quickly and quickly picked up the little guy.
I touched its belly, which was a little flat, and there were some beef bones. I took a knife and cut some meat to eat.
"Xiaoye, you can't raise owls. It's not good to raise them. This thing is evil, evilforget it, pretend I didn't say anything." Old Huangtou wanted to say a few words, but he accidentally saw something on the wall of Jiang Xiaoye's house. There are two yellow-skinned men, Xiehu, can they be compared to the yellow-skinned men?
The old man is superstitious, but Jiang Xiaoye understands.
"It's okay. Foreigners all keep owls as pets. Grandpa Huang, I'll go catch the snails."
Although the time the snails were soaked in the spiritual spring was short, they couldn¡¯t wait any longer.??, because the tails of the snails must be broken one by one, so that they can taste better when cooked.
It takes until the afternoon to cook the base soup.
Jiang Yunshan came back from his work, asked, took off his coat, washed his hands, and came to help.
?? Zhao Wuliu is here, holding a cigarette and carrying a little yellow dog, swaying one step at a time and acting carelessly. His living standard has improved recently. There is no way. Once the live broadcast is started, it will be all money.
"Old Huangtou, are you coming to Xiaoye's place to have a meal?"
Zhao Wuliu stretched his head over to take a look.
"Fuck you, no matter how big or small, I am your grandfather!" Old Huangtou didn't like Zhao Wuliu at all. The big rooster at home was lost a few days ago, and the floor behind Zhao Wuliu's house was covered with chicken feathers. I can even figure out where it was lost.
"Is it me or grandpa? Isn't it just to eat your chicken? Here, the chicken money!" He took out half a bag of Yuxi and handed it to Old Huangtou.
"That's a big rooster that I've raised for a year and a half! It's a wicked thing!"
Old Huangtou grabbed the cigarette and ignored Zhao Wuliu.
The little yellow dog howled with hunger. Zhao Wuliu sneaked into Jiang Xiaoye's house and stole Xiaohei's dog food, cursing him.
Finding the pig's trotters, Zhao Wuliu wanted to steal something to eat, but the package was torn open, and it looked like it had been licked by a dog. How could this bitch be meaner than him?
"Xiao Ye, they say 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.
"Help me break the rock snails. There may be a live broadcast in the next few days. Let's do it together then." Jiang Xiaoye was too lazy to pick up the topic. As expected, when the live broadcast was mentioned, Zhao Wuliu became very enthusiastic.
"Knock!"
The stone snails have changed. In a small pool, the stone snails have become extremely active, and a small part of the shell has turned a little yellow.
Does it mutate?
Jiang Xiaoye felt strange because it was too fast. After soaking for only an hour, there was such a slight change?
????????????????????????????????????????????????????Selected the discolored stone snails and cracked the tail, so that it can be better tasted when cooked.
The crushed stone snail showed strong vitality.
"The sour bamboo shoots are not tasty enough. The taste is about 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, good snails are the same as good ones. The sour bamboo shoots are the soul of the snail noodles. The sour bamboo shoots bought in this market are not good enough. Yunshan, go find the biggest jar in the corner of our house and bring it to a cart and pickle it yourself. It will only take two days. , let¡¯s make this pot today and try the taste first.¡±
Old Huangtou came with the sour bamboo shoots bought by Jiang Xiaoye, and he disliked the sour bamboo shoots. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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