Meituan's feet seemed to be burned by a red-hot iron plate, and she jumped out of the door quickly, her apricot eyes staring at what had crawled out of the box.

"Gu worm, Gu worm!" She shouted at a shrill voice.

Yao Huan was also shocked by the terrifying expression on Meituan's face, and stretched his neck to look at the door, but the lid of the box was open to the door, and it was backlit from Yao Huan's direction, and it was clear for a while.

Shen Fuzhi heard Meituan's exclamation, hurried over, and was stunned when he saw something on the ground, but he didn't seem to be very frightened.

"What a fuss, what a Gu worm! This is a cricket raised by Sister Huan, hey no, how can he be a big man, no wings, can climb or jump, and has two claws. ”

Shen Fuzhi was originally going to make dinner, and he happened to hold a pair of long chopsticks in his hand, so he picked up the thing on the ground that Meituan called "Gu worm" and came to Yao Huan's bed.

"Your wicked stepmother can't tolerate you like this, and even the insects and ants you get on weekdays have been sent out of Yao's house as a dowry. Huan'er, what kind of novelty insect is this, how come my aunt is dozens of years old, how can she never see it? Shen Fuzhi first sneered and then said curiously.

And after Yao Huan saw the "bugs" on the chopsticks, he couldn't believe his eyes......

Small-lobster?!

As a former senior crayfish lover of various practices, Yao Huan is sure that he is not mistaken, the chopsticks with teeth and claws holding two chelae are not shrimp aunts, not hermit crabs, and of course not crickets, but a delicacy that has swept the north and south of the country in early summer thousands of years later - crayfish!

It's just that the crayfish in front of me seems to be a shrimp seedling, the cyan shell is slightly covered with a layer of uneven black and red, the head is pointed, and the tentacles are raised high, no wonder Aunt Shen Fuzhi looked at it and thought it was a cricket.

Yao Huan knew that during the Northern Song Dynasty, due to the development of a mature commodity economy, the market was prosperous, and the juggling industry was abundant, and "insects and ants" were one of them. Cricket fighting, cockfighting, bird taming, and monkey play are all called "insects and ants". Gradually, there were more people raising crickets at home, and later the prime minister of the Southern Song Dynasty, Jia Nidao, wrote a book on the study of raising crickets "Promoting Weaving Sutra".

Listen to her aunt's meaning, this Yao girl, who accepts her soul, also loves to raise crickets?

But this is an ironclad crayfish!

Aren't crayfish native to the Americas? It was only introduced by Japan as feed for bullfrogs in the early twentieth century, and then brought to Chinese mainland.

In a short moment, Yao Huan's mind suddenly appeared the picture of his real self before he fell ill and died. In the ward, Dr. Siu was carrying a pot of crayfish and was about to pour it into the rice cooker. He allowed her to eat crayfish, but only allowed her to eat boiled water at home, not takeout. She was a patient who had no family to deliver food and food, and Dr. Siu regretted her request and felt that it had hurt her. Dr. Siu not only wanted her to live, but also hoped that she would be able to meet this small request when she was not sure if she would live. Dr. Siu asked the nurse to bring in a rice cooker during his ward rounds, and he bought a big bag full of live crayfish.

Yao Huan remembered that the last scene in front of her was that Dr. Xiao turned around and smiled at her, but she suddenly lost her breath, opened her mouth and wanted to shout, but her eyes were blurry, and she lost consciousness......

Thinking of this, Yao Huan almost knelt for God. God, you can't be so amazing, not only did you approve me to cross over, but also let those crayfish hitchhike.

Anyway, let's admit it first, what harm can there be in raising lobsters instead of raising Gu?

"This is crayfish, the next door boy caught it for me, it's more interesting than promoting weaving," Yao Huan braided, looked at his aunt, and looked at Meituan, "Don't be afraid, you just treat it as a little crab." ”

Meituan shuddered: "Really? But how can this crawl all over the ground? ”

Yao Huan had already moved off the bed, walked to the door and saw clearly, good guys, there were twenty or thirty of them, fortunately, the crayfish did not climb fast, and they did not like light, so they all gathered in the shade of the corner of the house.

"Let's find a jar to put it in first, and then let Sister Huan make it herself." The way of Shen Fu. She didn't seem too strange. In her memory, when Yao Huan's mother was a teenager, she liked to take her younger sister to catch shrimp and fish on the embankment of Qiantang Lake, and bring them back to the house to raise. The niece, like her mother, likes to toss these things. As for this novel crayfish, it may have just rushed in from outside the city after the Bianhe River flooded last year.

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When night fell, Yao Huan held her round belly, leaned on the pillow, and looked at the crescent moon on the blue sky outside the window.

The dinner cooked by my aunt simply taught her to eat like a fly.

One meat, one vegetable, one soup, one staple food.

The meat dish is pork belly braised sea bass. The belly is light powder, the fish fillet is white, and the goose yellow ginger and green onion are dotted in between, but the color can be extremely pleasant. When you get the entrance, you only feel that the belly is crisp and tender, the sea bass is soft and tender, and the meat of the beast and the aquarium is different, and the combination often triggers the fresh flavor, and "the fish and sheep become fresh" is this truth.

The vegetarian dish is stewed with white mushrooms. Yao Huan memorized the pronunciation of "Chinese cabbage", and then looked closely, and felt that it should be the cabbage of later generations. In the late spring, cabbage is not as delicious as after the frost in winter, this cabbage in the Northern Song Dynasty is sweet and glutinous to eat, and there is a fragrance of creamy corn, Yao Huan thought, the pure natural green ancient organic vegetables, in the end are extraordinary.

Look at the soup again, it's a big bowl of pork brain tofu soup with lettuce. My aunt said seriously: "Eat your brains and make up your brains, you crash like this, if you really become stupid, how can I explain to your mother during the winter solstice memorial." ”

And what taught Yao Huan the most amazing thing was the staple food.

When it was first served, Yao Huanxin said, hey, this is not the old Beijing chicken roll?

In fact, the dough cake on the plate is thin but not untenable, like ivory-colored silk. Inside, there are diced pork, bamboo shoots and glutinous rice grains mixed with soybean paste. Yao Huan saw that her aunt lifted the spoon and flicked it gently, so she twisted up a piece like Cantonese rice noodles, and couldn't help but secretly praise her aunt for being exquisite, it turned out that a huge roll had been cut into small pieces, and it naturally wouldn't look rude and embarrassed to eat.

"It is better to eat without meat than to live without bamboo. No meat makes people thin, and no bamboo makes people vulgar. The aunt smiled and said, "Although Bachelor Su has a bumpy career, in this elegant instruction, it can be said that he is a good word, and if he says a few words at will, the literati and scholars will take it as a guideline." However, when it comes to my aunt, meat and bamboo are indispensable, and they are appreciated by both elegance and vulgarity, and the combination of meat and vegetables is full of taste. ”

Without waiting for Yao Huan to speak, my aunt looked at the pork belly stewed sea bass again, and said modestly: "It's a pity that there is no lamb shoulder meat cooked with this fresh fish, and the pork belly is lighter after all." Alas, every time this Huaiyue month, the price of mutton in the capital is three or two times more expensive. Don't worry, it's going to be summer, the night market will become more and more lively, my aunt's shop will be closed later, and dozens of more copies of the pig farm will be sold every day, won't you be able to exchange it for half a catty of mutton. ”

Dissolve the moonlight and stain the window lattice. It's already the time of the year, and everything is silent, and the sound of the crayfish scratching and crawling in the pottery jar in the corner of the house is clearer.

Yao Huan heard this, and remembered his aunt's description of the night market during the banquet, and had a plan in mind.