As a husband, he doesn't like chili peppers as much as he does. He is more spicy, so Su Mi took out some of the dried chili peppers in this bowl and kept them for the next stir-fry.

The firewood of the Zhao family is very vigorous, and in the blink of an eye, this pot is already hot, and there is green smoke. Su Mi dug a large spoonful of white raw lard into the pot, and poured some rapeseed oil from his own home, so that the two oils were mixed together and fused into a blended oil, so that the stir-fried vegetables were more fragrant.

When the oil was burned to eighty percent hot, Su Mi poured all the remaining half of the snails in the basket. This snail is wrapped in oil and fried for a while, and it is fragrant. The snails here are the most delicious, but the snails were too small in the past, and if they were a little longer, they would be too old.

Seeing that the snails were already four or five ripe, Su Mi poured the chili pepper and peppercorns into it together, and put half a bowl of peeled garlic cloves, cinnamon and other spices in it.

As soon as these condiments went down, the pot was fragrant, and the smell wafted out of the Zhao family and lingered in the village. In order to make this snail more flavorful, Su Mi also scooped the man's soaked wine, poured half a bowl of fruit wine in the pot, and fried it with the snail.

When the fruit wine was put into the pot, the fire in the stove was strong again, and a small flame jumped out of the pot. Su Mi took advantage of this flame, quickly picked up the shovel, and stir-fried. The aroma of fruit wine, wrapped in snails and other spices, is not to mention how fragrant it is in this stove.

After stir-frying for a while, seeing that the snails were already delicious, he sprinkled a handful of green onions and half a bowl of crispy peanuts, and after a few quick stir-fries in the pot, he scooped them up.

Looking at the two pots of snails of different shades on the dining table, Su Mi felt sweet in her heart, pursed a peach lip, and reached out to wipe the crystal clear sweat beads on her forehead: "If the husband comes back, Baozhun won't be able to stop eating!" ”

It's definitely not enough to eat snails, and the rice is steamed in a small pot. Su Mi saw that there were still two or three eggplants that the man went to pick in the field last night, so he cut the eggplant into pieces, soaked it in cool well water for a while, and then drained it and put it in a basket, and fried it with chopped green onions.

There are many eggs and duck eggs at home, so she boiled two duck eggs for the man, and she cooked a pot of fragrant soup with eggs and tomatoes, and brought them all to the table, so she was relieved to wait for the man in the field to come back to eat.

After resting in the stove room for a while, I heard footsteps outside the courtyard, which were sharp and steady, and when I heard it, it was my man's.

Su Mi hurriedly got up, brought Jinpa, and made a basin of water, so that the man could wash his face and wash his hands when he came back, and eat cleanly.

Before the man entered the house, he smelled the smell of fragrant snails. Carrying the rice on his shoulder, when he went to the courtyard, he saw that the little lady had prepared water and Jinpa, and his heart was soft, and the fatigue of this morning was all gone.

"Husband, our rice looks yellow, orange and orange, beaten into rice, and made into rice to make it delicious!" Su Mi came out of the stove room, stretched out his hand to hold the grain that the man had brought back, and smiled.

"This year's wind and rain are smooth, as long as the village is a little diligent, the harvest is good!"

After cleaning, the man paced to the stove room, saw a table of food, and was very relieved: "Lady, although this snail is delicious, it is very difficult to clean, let's try it, in the future, you can't work so hard!" ”

Zhao Laosan has lived in Zhaojia Village for all these years, and he has never eaten a snail once, but he thinks it is too difficult to clean. If it is not cleaned, the taste of the snail will change.

"Husband, as long as you like to eat, I often go to get this snail to eat. Not only can it be fried, but it can also be made into snail noodles, snail porridge and dried snails! Su Mike was not too troublesome at all, when she was in Sujia Village, the river bank was too steep, and there were no stones for these snails to cling to, but she didn't eat the snails once.

"Lady, look at your hands, they are scratched a lot!" The man sat down, with a pair of big hands, holding Su Mibai's little hands, and looked at it carefully, the skin of his thumb and index finger was scratched by the snail shell.

Su Mi pursed a peach lip and pulled her hand out of the man's big hand: "Husband, what is this, it will be fine in a few days!" ”

Zhao Laosan's eyebrows twisted, although he was not good at rhetoric, but his heart hurt very much. Looking at these two pots of snails, there are more than ten catties no matter what. His little lady can wash it out in the morning, and make it into two flavors of fried snails, he is uncomfortable and overjoyed.

Seeing that the man still didn't start eating, Su Mi picked up the chopsticks, took a snail and put it in his bowl: "Husband only looks at it and doesn't eat it, so he doesn't feel sorry for me!" ”

Su Mi smiled, Bai Shengsheng's cheeks were gentle and delicate, and the pear vortex on her lips added a bit of charm to this cheek.

Zhao Laosan picked up the chopsticks, and he couldn't stop eating them, he used to eat this snail meat when he was in the capital. They all went to those big restaurants to eat, but his little lady made this taste today, which he had never tasted.

The garlic is full of fragrance, spicy and fresh, this snail meat is not old, and the aroma of this condiment is all soaked in this screw meat.

"Husband, is this snail delicious?" Su Mi saw that he only cared about eating, and didn't say a word, although he guessed that it was delicious, he still wanted his man to admit it himself.

Zhao Laosan responded in a sullen voice, and continued to bow his head to eat the snail. Seeing him like this, Su Mi simply put down the chopsticks in his hand and watched him eat. The man ate half a bowl of snails after a while, and then he realized that the little lady beside him didn't eat it, but stared at herself.

"What does the lady look at me?"

Su Mi pursed her oily mouth, reached out and pinched the man's cheek: "Husband, is this snail really so delicious?" ”

"This snail is the best snail I've eaten over the years!" Zhao Laosan ate with a mouth full of oil. He was not so interested in these small foods, but his little lady was pounding it, but it was like a delicacies from the mountains and the sea. This spicy snail is not spicy at all, but has more aroma. After eating, I still feel the aftertaste between my mouths.

After a while, the man had already eaten half a pot of spicy food, and Su Mi peeled two duck eggs and put them in his bowl: "Husband, eat and see, the eggs laid by your own duck are the first time to be boiled and eaten like this!" ”

This duck Su Mi has been feeding well all day, and the eggs laid here are very large. After being sandwiched with chopsticks, the egg yolk inside is yellow, orange and orange, very good-looking, half of it is put into the mouth, and the mouth is full of the taste of duck eggs: "Lady, the eggs laid by our duck are so delicious!" ”

Raising his eyes, the man looked like a doll, Su Mi couldn't help but smile: "Husband feels delicious, this morning, I haven't worked in vain!" ”

"Lady eat more, too!"

Su Mi realized that he was hungry, picked up his chopsticks, ate a few tomatoes, and ate a few bites of eggplant, and then ate the snails.

This meal, the two of them ate for an hour and a half. After eating, I didn't eat much eggplant and tomato and egg soup, but there wasn't much left of these two pots of snails, and they were basically eaten by men.

Su Mi cleaned up the stove room, saw that the man was burping, and said with a smile: "Husband, there are a lot of snails, or I will pick up more and come back, we can't finish eating, so we will take them to the market and sell them!" ”

"Selling snails?"

"Think about it, where have those people in this town eaten this stuff. Our snails are fat and tender, and if they are sold in those restaurants in the market, they may be able to sell them for a good price! Su Mi saw that his man loved to eat, and in his mind, he immediately thought of doing business.

"It's too troublesome, lady, let's eat it ourselves!"

"Husband, I have carefully calculated these snails, if we take them to the market to sell, a few taels of silver will not be a problem!" Su Mi knew that her man felt sorry for herself, and her family had caught up with the season of harvesting grain, and the man had to go down to the field to harvest the grain these days, so he didn't have time to help her get the snails.

"Pick up this snail, wash it and clip the snail tail, it's too troublesome, don't make this money!" Zhao Laosan felt sorry for his wife, and when he saw that she liked to tinker with these snacks, he felt a scoundrel and felt relieved.

"Is the husband stupid to harvest rice? We eat this snail ourselves, so we have to wash it and clip the snail tail so that it can taste when the snail is fried. But we are selling to the restaurant, this is to sell live snails, we can't clean them, and we can't clip the tail of the snails! Su Mi washed the dishes and chopsticks, wiped the water on the apron around his waist with a pair of small hands, and said seriously.

"Does the lady really want to sell snails so much?"

Su Mi nodded, stepped forward, and grabbed the man's strong arm: "Husband, we have a doll here, I want to save more money!" ”

"If the lady wants to pick up snails, go ahead, be in the shallow water by the river, beware of the slippery moss of the stones!" Zhao Laosan has always been cold, but there is no way to face her little lady alone, as long as it is what she wants to do, Zhao Laosan doesn't let her do it, and she can't help but feel sorry for her.

"Hmm!" Seeing that his man agreed, Su Mi nodded, smiled, and wrapped a pair of big hands around the man's waist.

"The lady is too tired to go up, go and rest for a while, I'll go to the field to harvest grain!" Zhao Laosan helped her to the hall, let her sit obediently on the chair he made for her, and gave her a gentle advice.

"Husband, when will our rice be harvested? Otherwise, I'll go with you to harvest the rice!" Su Mi saw that the man was sweating profusely, and his bare shoulders were dark and strong, for fear that he would work too hard alone.

"Lady, I can do the work in this field alone." Where is Zhao Laosan willing to let his little lady go to the field. This rice leaf is the most cutting time, and this little lady is so good that she is born at home and raises the doll in her belly.