Chapter 91.1

This kind of pickled bamboo shoots is far from what snail powder needs.

Jiang Yunshan came to have a look and nodded his head and said, "OK, I'll buy some bamboo shoots later. I remember it's summer bamboo shoots?"

Jiang Yunshan used to help Lao Huang tou.

"Yes, summer bamboo shoots, and don't like bamboo shoots. After the shoots have grown for a long time, they taste crisper when they are salted. The bamboo shoots bought by Xiaoye are salted at will, but they are still spring bamboo shoots with no good taste."

The traditional method of making snail powder is too troublesome. Jiang Xiaoye has been busy at the bottom of the pot.

Li Lan also came to help when she was busy. She fried bean curd, pickled spring bamboo shoots, mixed chili oil, sour beans, fungus, dried radish, etc., and the steaming pot made the aroma overflowing.

Zhao Wuliu has been away for three minutes, especially when he is working.

At noon, Xiaohei came back with a round stomach. He received a lot of goods at first. He walked around the big pot for several times, and then went home to count his dog food.

After a few seconds, Xiaohei runs out and looks around. Then he runs back. He comes out and looks for Jiang Xiaoye fiercely. Obviously, he finds his dog food passive.

"Bark!"

Where's the pig's hoof?

"Go away, who will eat the pig's hoof you licked!" Jiang Xiaoye is speechless to this dog. Has the intelligence quotient, pig's hoof and dog food all been accurate to a single digit?

Xiao Hei, who was stolen from pig's hoof, was thrown all over the ground. He actually robbed the dog's pig's hoof to eat!

When the old village head comes, he sees that all the jiangxiaoye's family are making snail powder. He laughs and helps.

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

"Fart, I want to clear the grass for your grave!"

When two old urchins meet, they fight. Jiang Xiaoye has long been used to it. Sometimes the old people in the village are more childish than children. When they see cow dung on the road, they have to find a firecracker to blow it up.

The aroma of the bottom of the pot is getting stronger and stronger. Xiaohei sits in front of the pot and waits for the pot to start.

When Jiang Xiaoye goes back to the pond, most of them have turned yellow and extremely active. A large eel just comes in and swallows them.

If you scatter two thousand Jin stone snails in this fish pond?

Think about it, eel flooding, sprinkle how much it can eat, especially the mutant eel, extremely fierce, huge size, the largest stone snail is not enough for them to swallow.

What if you raise it alone?

Lingquan bubble for a month, I'm afraid it will be all mutation? The effect is better if you have one more shot of your own small cloth rain skill!

It's getting late. After a day's cooking, the unique flavor of the pot has been fragrant for half a village.

Little black dog is standing in the distance with big eyes. What the hell? Why is it so smelly?

Olfactory strengthen small black, feel brain melon seed at the moment hum, more and more smelly, put dog excrement inside?

The dried rice noodles have been soaked in Lingquan boiling water for nearly half an hour. They are taken out and put into large bowls. The cooked vegetables are also put into them. The pickled bamboo shoots, sour beans, dried radish, fungus, fried golden bean curd and peanuts are also put on the flour.

Shake the spoon and start stirring the soup.

"Drizzle?"

In the past, Jiang thought that they were all fished out of the pot, just like the ones below, but they were drenched.

The snail meat and beef bone marrow at the bottom of the pot are mixed in the thick juice soup. The big spoon shakes, which makes you feel like you are splashing oil on your face. All of a sudden, the wonderful flavor disperses.

"Busy all day, just to eat this bowl of food? Eat in the yard Li Lan set the table and bench under the osmanthus tree, made tea, and came out to help with the meal.

"Don't move, don't move, it's not over yet." Old yellow head quickly stop, hands and feet to the modulation of good red oil end out, one by one sprinkle red oil, it seems that people appetite.

"Good looking!"

Jiang Xiaoye exclaimed, which made the feeling of art.

"Yan Wang of the powder world said that snail powder is what nobody can forget. It's a pity that sour beans are just like sour bamboo shoots. Otherwise, they can be called perfect. Where did you buy these snails? This taste is so authentic

Old yellow head finished, picked up a towel to wipe his hands, contentedly said: "go, take it in, let's taste it!"

Under the osmanthus tree, Jiang Yunshan also took out a bottle of wine, and a group of people sat around the table.

Xiaohei stands behind Jiang Xiaoye, tilts his head and looks at the snail powder. His amazing smell makes him feel that this is a bowl of stinky food, but why does it look so delicious?

There's not so much emphasis on eating in rural areas. Jiang Xiaoye takes a bowl, picks up the snail powder in the soup and red oil, and makes a mouthful of it. It's sour, spicy, fresh, cool and hot. There's also the unique smell and smell that you can't get used to. I'm afraid he'll give up the taste. But as soon as he goes down, he feels his appetite is open!

"Wang?"

Xiaohei takes two steps back, but he can't help moving forward. What about a bite?

"Pooh, Pooh." Jiang Xiaoye gives a couple of boos to the ground, holding a bowl to the Blackie and saying, "it's delicious. It's delicious. How about a bowl of it, Xiaohei? Come and have a taste"Woof!"

Get out of here!

Eat excrement also want to pull up little black adult? Do you want to cheat the dog when you throw up?

Xiao Hei jumped out of the door quickly without looking back.

"Just a silly dog!"

This dog does not walk backward, but the higher the IQ, the more can be fooled.

Jiang Xiaoye continues to talk.

"Sour bamboo shoots and snails are the most important. The unique smell is not enough. It's bad. It's OK. But I feel that the taste is better than before. It's strange." Laohuangtou tasted it and enjoyed it.

That's it!

Is it possible that their own spiritual spring, mutated snail, taste bad?

"You can definitely win the prize if you take part in that competition The old village head has a bad mouth, so he likes to eat this kind of food. He praises him happily.

"Isn't that a bonus? The third prize is 300000 yuan. "

Li Lan is more concerned about money.

"I'll take care of all kinds of ingredients like sour bamboo shoots and sour beans. There's still time and enough time to finish. When the first prize is won, the whole city will publicize it, and then grandfather Huang will have a great chance to find his relatives." Jiang Xiaoye's goal is one million!

"Ha ha ha ha, Lin, if I win the first prize and give you one million yuan, I hope I can find my elder brother's child."

"Good!"

Jiang Xiaoye's goal is money!

On that night, the family is busy. They pickle pickled bamboo shoots and sour beans. Jiang Xiaoye also goes to Lingquan to cultivate the ingredients needed. At the same time, he buys a batch of dried rice, which is soaked in the water, and is taken out to dry outside.

Almost all the people who can use Lingquan have used it. The kitten Eagle stands on Jiang Xiaoye's shoulder for two hours. Finally, seeing that Jiang has no time to play with him, he pats his wings to catch the vole.

The next day, Jiang Xiaoye calls Xu Yanan for help. Xu's family has a wide network.

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