The firewood burned vigorously at the bottom of the pot, with an occasional clatter.

Firewood is not damp, and the reason for the sound is that there are bugs hiding inside, and a sound means that a bug is dead.

Xiao Rou waited by the pot, waiting for the spicy strips to come out of the pot, the dragon-like candy man had been blurred by her licking, more like a snake or loach.

Star anise, cumin, and red pepper have been placed in the iron pot, and the first three are wrapped in white gauze, and they can be used next time after drying. As for chili peppers, there are a lot of them at home, so there is no need to save so much.

Sichuan pepper and cumin are two seasonings, which need to be ground into powder, and my mother has already done this, and there is a "stone nest" at the door of the house, which is very convenient, and it must be good now.

The water is boiling, and the bean tendons inside seem to be cooked, and the fragrance is strong, which makes people appetizing.

Wang Zhe saw his sister's mouth wrapped in sugar, swallowing and spitting, but his eyes always glanced at the pot. I can't help but feel that my sister is so cute, and she is still staring at the pot while eating in the realistic version.

With such a lovely sister, how could Wang Zhe bear to let her suffer the slightest grievance? Seeing that she really wanted to eat, she said, "Bring a bowl." ”

"Well, here comes the bowl." Rou'er put the hand hidden behind her back directly in front of her, revealing an expectant gaze, and Bai Nei's small hand was holding her small wooden bowl.

"Oh, you little glutton." Wang Zhe used chopsticks to clip a bean tendon for her and asked her to wait until it was cold before eating.

But Rou'er couldn't hold back, she directly put the sugar man aside, took a small sip and blew the spicy strips, and took a bite.

Seeing his sister's satisfied look, Wang Zhe put the chopsticks on his left hand and scraped the bridge of her little nose dotingly with his right hand.

"Eat slowly, don't burn it."

"Hmm...... Tastes better than tofu. ”

After covering the pot and extinguishing the fire, Wang Zhecai began to pick up the fish, the reason why he did this was to make the taste better integrated into the bean tendon.

Wang Zhe took the pepper and cumin in the yellow porcelain basin, and then put an appropriate amount of pepper and cumin powder in the yellow porcelain basin, as well as chili powder and refined salt, mixed well, and spread the bean tendons on a clean wooden board with his mother and sister.

These planks are used by my mother to put tofu, and they are used to dry bean tendons at this time, just right.

Spread the bean tendon with vegetable oil and just wait for it to air dry.

Unfortunately, without MSG, the flavor of the spicy strips will definitely be affected, but it is not a big problem. Wang Zhe believes that these simple versions of spicy strips will quickly replace pickles and mustard vegetables on the dining tables of people in the outer cities of the Eastern District.

The afternoon sun was very hot, but Wang Zhe had to hold a grass fan sewn from banana leaves, stand in the sun and fan it back and forth.

It's all to blame on these damn flies, they can't be driven away, they hate it so much.

"Brother, brother, wipe the sweat." Xiaorou stood on tiptoe and wiped Wang Zhe's sweat with a wet towel.

"Hmm...... It's cool. ”

The towel is soaked in freshly beaten water and sticks to the forehead, which is cool and comfortable.

"Brother, brother, you go to the house to rest for a while, and I will catch flies for you."

"Hey, the sun is coming out of the west?"

"Stinky brother, I was kind enough to help you, and you still laughed at me."

"Haha, our Xiaorou is the most well-behaved, my brother didn't laugh at you, go to the house and rest. The sun is very poisonous, and if the little girl is tanned, it will not look good, and she will not be able to marry when she grows up. ”

"Brother, if I get a tan, don't you like me?"

"I like it, I like it, whether my little soft is pink or dark, my brother likes it."

"That's it, I'll marry you when I grow up, and if I can get married, I won't marry, I have to marry my brother, because the eight women in the village say that women will become black when they get married."

Wang Zhe: "......"

In the evening, the spicy strips were already dry. Wang Zhe helped his mother put these simple versions of spicy noodles into a bucket, and Xiaorou piled them aside, stealing them happily. She couldn't understand how these bean tendons had suddenly become so delicious.

She picked a thick, long spicy strip and held it with her left hand. The two little fingers of the right hand, one by one, tear off a small dot each time, put it in the mouth, and chirp the small mouth. And because it's too spicy, I open my mouth from time to time and take a small breath.

Salty, spicy and spicy, I still want to eat it, and my little hands are also stained with oil, but I still show a satisfied look.

Wang Zhe looked at his sister's cute eating appearance, and sighed in his heart: Spicy strips are worthy of being spicy strips, they are really extraordinary, and they make people flutter.

Seeing that the time was not early, Wang Zhe brought a bowl of spicy noodles and sent it to Huzi.

Huzi's performance is not much better than Wang Rou.

In the blink of an eye, he got rid of one, salty, spicy, and so cool. Then, feeling that it was not enjoyable, I picked up another one, stuffed it directly into my mouth, and swallowed it in three or two bites.

Ha, spicy, refreshing, I still want to eat.

One or two spicy strips couldn't satisfy him at all, so he held another one, his hands were full of oil, and his mouth was bulging when he ate it.

"Woo, woo, woo...... Refreshing...... It's so spicy and so refreshing. ”

Zhang Hu ate spicy noodles and shouted and drank.

"What's the ghost called? The pure know that you are eating, and the impure listen to your cry, and do not know what to think! ”

Wang Zhe drove with strength, trying to stop the tiger ghost from crying wolf, but to no avail, the child didn't get into the car at all.

"What is pure, what is this? Why is it so delicious? ”

"It's called spicy strips, how about it? Delicious, right? ”

"Hmm...... Well...... Delicious! ”

"Do you still want to eat after eating?" Wang Zhe smiled evilly, and the context was meaningful.

"Hmm...... Well...... It's so cool! ”

"Alas, Huzi?" Wang Zhe's voice was suddenly low, and there was an indescribable loneliness.

"What's wrong? Brother Zhe, why did you suddenly look like you were half dead? ”

"I want to drink it crookedly, woo woo ......"

"Drink as much as you want!"

"But this ghost place doesn't even haha, let alone crooked......"

Wang Zhe watched Huzi drink well water spicily, and also felt a little thirsty.

Grabbing the scoop and taking a few sips, he tried not to think about wahaha or shackles, but the damn milk tea and fresh juice would suddenly get into his head again.

"It's up to you, it's forcing me to create a juicer......"

"Fried chicken, I can't see it, Brother Zhe! You'll also be able to speak meat words. ”

"I speak meat, what do you say? You didn't understand when I spoke, but now that you're talking well, you want to be crooked again, we still don't have the same TV channel? ”

"Don't talk about any shooting or mat test products, fried chicken is meat talk, and the eight women in the village love to tell these jokes."

Wang Zhe saw Zhang Hu's serious face and was eager to prove that he was right, and suddenly had a heartfelt respect for the eight women in the village.

Sure enough, "dirt" is the culture of the universe and the truth of heaven, and it has nothing to do with whether there is a four-G card or not...... It's just that there is a net, and it's easier to preach the Demon King.

Where do you not meet at the end of the world, there are old drivers in other worlds.