RPAGF Chapter 333 Snail
Chapter 333 Snail
Xiao Jiang refused directly: "The water is cold, and we women are afraid of cold. It's autumn now. If you go in, you will definitely get sick later."
Men have stronger yang energy. In winter, there are people fishing in Yong'an Canal. How can it be the same?
"Second brother! Come up!"
She was just teasing Zhou Ying just now. With so many people wanting to eat the snails, how long would it take for one person to touch them?
"Master, you don't want to touch me anymore?"
Although I was very happy to be on shore, I felt that there were indeed not enough snails in the basin: "These are probably just enough for the three of us."
Xiao Jiang patted the purse on his waist with a generous look, and pouted at the half-grown children around him who were also picking up snails: "Just buy it."
Of course, you definitely can't buy directly from these children. Eating snails has existed in a small corner of Chinese food history for thousands of years. In spring and summer, half-grown children touch snails in the water, and younger ones play with snails on the shore.
The women sat in groups on the shore, each with two basins in front of them. One basin contained snails in clean water, and the other contained snails with their butts cut off.
They were very nimble and chatted at the top of their lungs, while the snails in their hands had their butts cut off one by one.
Sell what you get in the morning, and sell what you can in the afternoon. If you can’t sell it, take it home and cook it in water to make a meat dish. You will never lose money.
Xiao Jiang easily bought two large basins of snails by the Yong'an Canal. He and Zhou Ying each held a basin, while Li Xueyan held the basin they had touched. Yanxia wanted to help her, but she refused.
"There are so many snails. You should take a break. You will be busy soon." The snail meat is small. She needs to use a small silver needle to pick eight or nine of them to make enough for one bite. Yanxia has to be busy for a long time just to pick the snail meat.
Jiang Shangxian was puzzled. "Isn't this thing only delicious if you eat it yourself? What's the taste if you pick it out?"
Zhou Ying, who understood more, took over the conversation: "Master, if we ask you to chew the snails yourself, how rude would that be? However, there are so many snails, even if you chew them yourself, I'm afraid your lips will be worn out."
Jiang Shangxian looked down at the snails and said happily, "We'll make a stir-fried one with soy sauce, and then a hot and sour one. And the chicken you brought today will make a perfect dish of snail and roast chicken!"
Just thinking about it makes one's mouth water. It was the first time Li Xueyan knew that there were so many ways to cook snails: "Will it taste good if cooked with chicken?"
"Why not? It's delicious!"
Xiao Jiang felt his cheeks watering like crazy. He slurped and said, "Next time, let's get some meat to grill. These snails would be delicious if they were brushed with sauce and grilled over charcoal!"
"Roasting them when they're so small? That's too much effort." Yingzi was a little skeptical this time. "When I was in the countryside, I just boiled them in water and ate them. They're plentiful in the fields and streams, everywhere."
"It's a bit troublesome, but the snail meat is more tender when grilled. Next time, let's buy river clams and grill them. They're easier to grill. The juice inside will bubble up while grilling. You can brush it with sauce and drink a little bit of the juice before eating. It's so delicious."
Longing for new delicacies, several people gathered in the kitchen to watch Jiang Shangxian stir-fry snails. When the aroma came out, everyone screamed non-stop. Even Jiang's mother, who was sleeping, was awakened. She stood outside the kitchen combing her hair and scolded them with a smile: "It's just some snails. Is it worth making a fuss? This thing has been there for more than a year. It's ridiculous. We can't finish it in one meal. Many people take it home to feed the chickens!"
Xiao Jiang swallowed and said, "The eggs laid there must be tastier than usual!"
Old Madam Xia just came back from outside, holding a crab basket in her hand and teasing them: "I knew you wouldn't be able to get much, so you'd have to buy more!"
She was just chatting with someone by the Yong'an Canal. She saw a few people buying snails from afar, so she chatted for a while and bought a basket of river crabs. "How can we eat only snails? It just so happens that a few guys caught a lot of river crabs today. They are a little small, but they look quite plump and can still be cleaned out of some meat!"
"Mom, there's only this one basket. Count how many people there are in our family. How can this be enough to eat?" Jiang's mother hooked the edge of the crab basket with one finger, took a look, and thought it was too little.
When we were poor, we ate mainly to fill our stomachs. We ate more staple foods and fewer vegetables. A small plate of vegetables could be washed down with a large pancake.
Now that life is better, their family actually likes to eat vegetables more. Often the vegetables they eat in one meal are enough for other families to have two or three meals.
Nowadays, most crabs are steamed, but Old Lady Xia has her own way of cooking crabs: "Cooking them into agate crabs is enough to eat, just enough to fill your stomach."
Seeing this, Xiao Jiang inside also quickened his movements to make room for Old Madam Xia.
Li Xueyan led Yanxia and Yingzi to distribute the snails very seriously: "This is for Zhao Shan. He lives alone and it's just right for him to eat something like this to relieve his boredom."
"Well, Wang Hui should have less. This thing is hard to eat, and he probably won't be able to eat much these past two days."
Except for Cui Bianxu and Ding Yuan, those who were fortunate enough to visit the crime scene of Xingyun actually had no appetite in the past two days. Many people were afraid of opening the door, fearing that they would see blood and internal organs on the ground, and spurting bloodstains on the white walls.
Therefore, Li Xueyan was very considerate and allocated one third of Wang Mingqian's share to Zhao Shan.
"There are more people at Cui Mansion. They have more people!"
Li Xueyan said as she grinned at Jiang Shangxian: "Isn't it?"
"Yes! How could our Wu Niang be so considerate?" The distribution was very reasonable: "Pack a small portion at Cui Mansion and send it to the kitchen, saying it's for Li Meng."
She couldn't expect Zhao Yue and the others to remember their own apprentice, so she just had to remember it herself.
Zhou Ying eagerly waited for them to give him the portion from Lexianlou: "My senior brother is fat, so give him more. Shopkeeper Wang loves this kind of food to go with his wine, so give him more too..."
Lao Fan held up his big bowl: "Lao Fan should have more..."
Jiang's mother grunted as she carried out a large earthenware jar from the stove. It was wrapped in a torn quilt, and the lid was tied tightly with a piece of Jiang Shangxian's childhood clothes. Although she was already carrying it, she was still a little worried: "It's only been two or three days? Is it really drinkable?"
"Yes, yes. It's not winter yet. It's just the right temperature to keep it by the stove. It's perfect for trying. I'll send some to my wife and aunt later."
Xiao Jiang actually doesn’t know much about wine. All she knows is to make some fruit wine that she likes to drink. However, the supply of fruit is unstable and the price is high, so it is still difficult to sell in large quantities.
On the contrary, this type of rice wine, which is made by first making fermented glutinous rice and then taking an extra step, is relatively cheaper and has a more stable supply.