Ao Muyang saw that Ao Qianlai in the village was also selling things on the boat, he was selling homemade snacks, boiled water chestnuts, apples, persimmons, watermelons, grapes and other fruits, as well as some dried kelp shreds, fried snails and other fried snacks.

Ao Qianlai's business is average, everyone has the things he sells, and the people look good, the categories are complete, and he can speak well, which makes him very anxious.

But his IQ is not high, so he can only be anxious, and his face is helpless.

Ao Muyang was also helpless, he beckoned Ao Qianlai over, and said, "Uncle Qianlai, why did you think of this business?"

Ao Qianlai said: "Make money, Yangzi, you have to make money to buy a daughter-in-law, otherwise you will have to fight a bachelor in this life." ”

Ao Mufeng laughed and said: "Uncle Qianlai, be careful not to cheat people out of all the money you earn, it is illegal to buy a daughter-in-law now." ”

Ao Qianlai shook his head again and again: "That won't be that, that won't, Vietnamese daughter-in-law, sent home, as long as the daughter-in-law doesn't run." ”

Ao Muyang said: "You can be careful yourself, come, Uncle Qianlai, you weigh me a box of fried snails, and I will eat them as snacks." ”

Ao Qianlai sneered: "There are no boxes, only, only plastic bags." ”

Ao Muyang said: "You're not ready for business, okay, give me two catties." ”

Ao Qianlai knew that Ao Muyang was cheering for himself, so he took out all the snails in the small pot and said, "Yangzi, it's all for you, you just give me twenty yuan." ”

Fried snails sell for ten yuan a catty, which is not a low price for the seaside, but the locals love to eat it, so this price can also sell well.

Ao Qianlai said while pouring the snails: "Yangzi, in fact, I'm ready, you see, I didn't mess around, I fried a little snails, I fried them on the spot, and they were delicious on the spot." ”

Ao Muyang twisted a snail and sucked it in his mouth, then pouted: "You're going to fry it again, right?"

Ao Qianlai nodded: "Hmm." ”

Ao Muyang sighed: "Forget it, you wait for me, I'll buy some spices, I'll fry a pot for you, remember my recipe." ”

Ao Qianlai suddenly smiled: "Okay, yes, Yoko, you have been a big chef, you are better than me." ”

Ao Muyang found a supermarket boat, Hu Xiuxiu quietly pulled him, and said in a low voice: "Hey, don't buy anything on this boat." ”

"What's wrong?"

As soon as he asked, the woman in the boat saw him waving and immediately rowed over enthusiastically.

Ao Muyang looked at the seasoning prepared by Ao Qianlai, and asked for cumin grains, Lao Gan Ma, mushroom sauce, black sesame seeds, white sesame seeds, honey and other things.

Choosing something, he asked, "How much?"

The woman did not speak, but stared at Hu Xiuxiu.

Hu Xiuxiu smiled and said: "Haha, what kind of money do you want, your own people, your own people, this is my mother." Mom, this is my good friend, named Ao Muyang, these are his friends. ”

As soon as he heard this, Ao Muyang was embarrassed, what is this? I met my parents in advance? The key is that the relationship between the two is undecided, and now they are just ordinary friends.

He understood why Hu Xiuxiu hadn't let him buy this woman's things before, it turned out that the seller on the ship was someone's mother.

The woman looked at Ao Muyang carefully, looked at it carefully from head to toe, and then smiled: "Hello, hello, do you have anything to ask for? ”

Since it was Hu Xiuxiu's business, the group bought more or less things for Ao Muyang's face.

Ao Qianlai glared at Ao Mufeng and said, "Crazy, I also have soda here, why don't you buy mine?"

Ao Mufeng said: "Uncle Qianlai, you just keep your mouth shut honestly now." ”

Ao Qianlai didn't have a bad heart, what he said just now was not a question, but a very simple inquiry, so after listening to Ao Mufeng's words, he honestly closed his mouth.

Ao Muyang finally settled the account together, Hu Xiuxiu's mother accepted the money and left as usual, and looked at him twice more before leaving, and her eyes were quite intriguing.

Ao Mupeng leaned up to him and whispered: "Brother Yang, mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law......

Ao Muyang quietly hooked his hand: "General, up." ”

The general lying on the boat rushed to Ao Mupeng, Ao Mupeng was shocked, and quickly squatted down and raised his hand: "I begged for mercy, let me go!"

Ao Muyang got on Ao Qianlai's boat, and Ao Qianlai was still wondering: "Yangzi, I also have a drink, buy mine, mine is cheap, her coke is two yuan and five, and my two yuan are ......"

"Okay, I'll call you when we're thirsty again. ”

With a casual promise, he boiled the small stove on the boat, poured oil, waited until the oil boiled, and stir-fried star anise, tangerine peel, ginger and peppercorns.

Ao Qianlai soaked the snails in advance, Ao Muyang made the sauce first, and then picked up the snails and put them in the pot to fry, he controlled the heat and sprinkled the seasonings into it.

Whether the taste of the snail is good or not, in fact, is not in the meat quality, but in the sauce stained in the shell, people eat the snail habitually will suck in the whole first to suck a bite, where to eat the taste of the snail meat, all rely on the sauce of the snail shell to enhance the taste.

Ao Muyang fried two small pots, one spicy and one with mushroom flavor, and finally sprinkled with sesame seeds, which was full of color, flavor and flavor.

He patted Ao Qianlai on the shoulder and asked him to continue trading, while he accompanied Hu Xiuxiu and his party to watch the social drama.

While sucking on the snail, he commented: "Now the basic skills of these actors are not good, and when you see the stage pushed by the waves, they are a little untenable." ”

Hu Xiuxiu said: "Actually, these drama troupes can't keep people at all now, if they don't join in the fun, who will come to see the social drama?

Ao Mufeng nodded and said: "Yes, Xiuxiu is right, the money is not in place, why are people working hard to show you? ”

Ao Muyang also nodded, he understood this truth, but he regretted that a traditional activity in his hometown was facing a state of apoptosis.

At noon, the social drama was temporarily suspended, only one old student came out to sing and support the scene, and everyone else went to eat or rest.

Ao Muyang looked up, although the sun was as bright as ever, but after all, it was autumn, the autumn was crisp, and the temperature was not so high.

He ate fried snails in the morning and accompanied Hu Xiuxiu to eat snacks, and he was not hungry at noon.

Just as Ao Qianlai came to him again, he said happily: "Yangzi, it's all sold, everything you make is sold, it's really good to sell." ”

Ao Muyang held a toothpick in his mouth and said, "Come, I'll teach you how to do it, and I'll fry you two more pots." ”

Ao Qianlai smiled: "That's good, it's wonderful." ”

In the afternoon, he mainly sells fried snails, and his business has changed from the cold in the morning to become hot.

In the evening, Hu Xiuxiu received a phone call, saying that her grandmother was not feeling well, so she apologized and left in a hurry.

The social drama will continue until nine o'clock in the evening, and the young people on the boat have gone out to talk to the unmarried girl, leaving Ao Muyang watching the boat.

This is just right, Ao Muyang has not watched social dramas for more than ten years, and he has run out of time since he was in junior high school, so he stayed on the boat to watch it with relish.

When the sun was setting, a small boat rowed the waves and approached, and the woman on the boat smiled and said, "Ao Muyang, right?

Ao Muyang turned his head and looked at it, his heart tightened, Hu Xiuxiu's mother!