'Bang Bang!' 'Bang Bang!'

"Brother Woritie spare your life, don't fight, don't fight, help!"

"Brother Tie, you have a lot of adults, you let Brother Guang go as a fart!"

"Brother Tie can't fight, and then he will kill people!"

"Brother Tie, think about what kind of days you have been in the village for the past few days? You eat leftovers, sleep on the concrete floor, and the brothers in the county will not come to catch you, and you have to be afraid of being hung into the well, grass, just think about it!" Ao Muyang followed the people on the boat to persuade Tietou.

Tietou was originally pretending to beat this fisherman named Liu Guang, he just wanted to show Ao Muyang his majesty at first, so that he could let him go quickly.

But after listening to the latter words, thinking about the grievances he has suffered these days, as well as the shame brought to him by the so-called 'brothers' such as Brother Mao, he suppressed anger and resentment in his heart!

Anything else is good to say, it's not that he hasn't planted his iron head, and his life in prison was even worse before, but he was to blame, and he was mentally prepared for this when he was mixed in the road.

This time it's different, this time he's giving Brother Cat to help support the field - no, bullshit Brother Cat, he Cui Demao can't call him 'brother' by himself!

Usually at the wine table, the brothers shouted angrily, he really had an accident, or to help him, these people became shrunken turtles one by one, and none of them came to help him!

The iron head was angry and aggrieved, and when these emotions exploded, he couldn't stop it.

"Draft, grandson, you still dare to hide!" "Honestly squatting to paralyze you!" "What kind of eyes are you paralyzing?Draft, believe it or not, I'll find someone to your whole family when I go back to the county seat?!" "What are you pulling Lao Tzu for? Draft, I'm not beaten! Get over here and kneel for me!"

Ao Muyang leaned on the side of the boat to watch the excitement, and after feeling that it was almost the same, he said to the three people who were not beaten: "What else are you looking at? Hurry up and stop the boat, and the contents of these boxes will all be poured into the sea." ”

"Huh?"

Ao Muyang's face suddenly sank: "What's the matter, I have to let Brother Tie beat you before you are willing to do it?"

Looking at the iron head who was still beating people in anger and the two people who were beaten to the point of bleeding, the remaining three were silent, and hurriedly and honestly carried out Ao Muyang's arrangement.

Ao Muyang was afraid that the ship would continue to mess up after he left, so he quietly went to the bilge, removed the back cover of the engine of the sand pumper, and then tore the internal wiring into a mess.

In this way, the boat can continue to operate as usual, but the sand pump will not be able to be used for a short time.

When the goal was achieved, he took his diving suit into the water, and finally waved his hand and said, "Brother Tie, goodbye, if you are interested in time in the future, you can come to our village to play again." ”

The sweaty iron head stopped his hand, and when he heard this, he trembled in his heart, and hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Goodbye little brother, you can go to the county seat to play when you have time in the future, I won't come." ”

The last time he was hung in the well, he pulled a crotch, and if he was hung again, he would be able to pull out the large intestine together!

After Ao Muyang got on the boat, Ao Fugui, who had been paying attention to the sand pumping boat, brought someone over on a raft.

So he got off the boat and got on the raft, and they went back together.

Ao Mupeng said with a smile: "Brother Yang is still amazing, grass, what kind of thing was the village chief just now? The whole village was sprayed with muddy water, and he ran fast!"

"What about the village chief, let him get out of the way when the change of office comes, Mader Laozi was miserable just now!"

Ao Muyang returned to the beach, and the sand pumping boat swayed away, and the villagers treated him like a triumphant hero.

Ao Zhiyi looked aggrieved, and he didn't care about catching up with the sea, so he left with a gloomy face behind his back.

Ao Qianxin noticed this scene, rolled his eyes, and quietly followed behind him.

The sea went from morning to evening, and the sea rose again, and the great low tide ended.

Lu Zhizi tossed on the beach for a day and felt a sore back, Ao Muyang stretched out her arm to her, and she helped her up with peace of mind: "Let's go, help the palace to return to the palace." ”

"Oh, what is the 'main palace' going to do tonight?"

"What kind of 'hongu' are you? What else do you mean by the hour? Can you use more elegant words? such as ......"

"Like, what are you pulling tonight?"

"You'll be happy if you're mad at me. ”

"Don't you dare, you are the 'main palace', and the murder of the 'palace' is from the Jiu clan, right? Ao Muyang finally won the fight once, and he was very happy.

When he got home, he got busy, first soaking a handful of vermicelli in warm water and cleaning up the clams and razor clams.

Lu Zhizi pinched his leg and asked, "Is there anything you need me to help with?"

Ao Muyang said: "I see that your massage skills are good, why don't you help me pinch my shoulders?"

"I'll pinch you to death. ”

Ao Muyang smiled, "Then you peel the garlic, make a dish of garlic vermicelli clams tonight, it tastes very good." ”

After soaking in vermicelli and cleaning up the clams, razor clams and crabs that Ao Qianlai shared, he rubbed his hands and began to cook officially.

Clams are usually spicy stir-fried, and he decided to change the method tonight and roast the clams.

This dish is delicious and simple, find an iron plate, put the clams on it, and then he raises the oven and puts the iron plate on top to roast naturally.

Garlic vermicelli razor clams are not difficult, first put the razor clams in boiling water and boil them in a circle, and then steam them in a pot with vermicelli.

A few minutes later, Ao Muyang went to open the pot and brought out the plate, added light soy sauce, chopped green onion and chopped ginger to steam again, and then opened the oil pan and added minced garlic to start stir-frying.

Stir-fry the minced garlic in peanut oil to bring out the fragrance, he turns off the stove, takes out a plate and pours the crushed garlic and oil into the razor clams, and the dish is ready.

The rest of the dish was to deal with the crabs, and he put the crabs on the board, cut off the crab legs, remove the claws, and then remove the claws, and the whole thing was cut in half, half of which was cut in two, and one crab was cut into four pieces.

Lu Zhizi asked, "What are you doing? This crab is not steamed?"

Ao Muyang shook his head: "This is a soil crab, it can't be steamed, there is not much meat, I will make a spicy shrimp for you to eat, its umami is very strong, suitable for heavy ingredients." ”

As he spoke, he put the chopped crab into a basin, sprinkled it with salt, pepper, and dried chili pepper fragments, and mixed well, and sprinkled flour on it to continue mixing.

Temporarily marinated the crab, Ao Muyang shook his hand and began to pack up the ingredients, he washed a section of green onion and minced it, took a piece of ginger and cut it into shreds, patted the garlic with a kitchen knife, and then cut the coriander into sections.

The next thing is to stir-fry, the crab is spread out in the pot, and when the crab turns red and yellow, he shakes his hand and pours onions, ginger and garlic and stir-fries vigorously.

Suddenly, as his wrist shook, the wok jumped rhythmically up and down, and the chopped crabs, green onions, ginger, garlic, and dried chili peppers in it jumped and quickly mixed evenly.

Lu Zhizi applauded: "Wow, your ability to flip the spoon is really good." ”

"I've practiced it. Ao Muyang put down the wok with a smile, quickly added cooking wine, sugar, and balsamic vinegar, and finally sprinkled coriander segments out of the pot.

There are just the two of them at home, and the three-course meal is more than enough to match the small cold dishes he prepared before.

Lu Zhizi brought the plate to the table, and the general saw that there was no one, so he also rubbed it on the edge of the table, trying to raise his head and lean his nose against the edge of the table.

Ao Muyang signaled to eat roasted clams first, this thing is not delicious when it is cold.

The mouth of the clam was roasted, revealing the white and tender meat inside, he picked a piece in his mouth, chewed it with his teeth, and a stream of delicious meat juice burst out, and the taste buds on his tongue were numb.

The umami of charcoal-grilled clams still echoed between his lips and teeth, and he ate another razor clam, with a thick garlic aroma, smooth and soft vermicelli and meaty razor clams, and he was very satisfied.

Lu Zhizi smiled even more, and the razor in his left hand and the clam in his right hand held a crab in his mouth: "Mmmm, good times!"