The Wang family came forward to sell the things in her hands more reassuring to her than selling them in the dental shop, after all, Wang Jiaru's character, plus her grandfather's, she was still willing to believe it.

If you eat it well at noon, it will naturally be lighter in the evening.

Sweet potato porridge, small vegetables, let Mr. Wang also think it is very good, especially this sweet potato porridge, he has not drunk it for a long time, and he also thinks it is very delicious when he drinks a bowl cold.

The next morning, she let them eat steak as promised.

After Mr. Wang tasted the first bite, his mouth did not stop, and the children at home did not fight with him until he was fed.

This made him very embarrassed, and he did not leave after eating, but sat on the side and watched the children eat.

"It's a pity, our Ming Dynasty protects the cows, otherwise I really want to get two cows and have a good meal, it's so delicious."

"If you want to eat, you can come here, although I can't let you eat every day, it's still okay to satisfy your cravings once in a while."

Looking at the children's delicious food, although he was full, he was swallowing saliva.

"What do you eat at noon?"

Qiao Mai was really speechless, as soon as he ate this morning, he was thinking about noon.

She is also a little worried, she doesn't have many styles that she can make, and she is studying, what will she eat at noon? She mentally checked the freezer.

There was nothing unusual in the freezer, so she looked for it on the shelves, and finally, her mind stopped at the snail powder.

Hey, that's it!

When Mr. Wang saw her in a daze, he thought she was thinking about the recipe, so he didn't bother her, and after only a short while, Qiao Mai came back to his senses and smiled at him.

How do you feel a little bad? Is there a little horror in your heart?

"Sir, can you eat something special?"

"What does it smell like?"

"The taste of sour bamboo shoots."

"I think it can, bamboo shoots seem to be a southern dish."

"Yes, I make a pot of rice noodles, can you eat it?"

"Can you?" Even he himself was unsure.

"Okay, then let's eat snail lion powder at noon today."

When Mr. Wang heard the name, he felt that it should be delicious, so he nodded happily, and even Yuan Jiaqi couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

After the children finished eating the meat, they went to play with satisfaction, Yuan Jiaqi hugged Ling'er after eating, and Qiao Mai ate last.

She only ate two pieces, and began to be busy with the noon noodles.

The soup inside is in the bag, and what she wants to prepare is some accessories, and the delicious side dishes in the soup.

For example, pig's trotters, fried peanuts, fried yuba, fried eggs, sausages, etc.

Don't look at it as just a bowl of noodles, but it's really troublesome to pay attention to.

Ling'er is already one year and one month old, and everyone coaxes her to walk in the courtyard, and rewards her with a bite of cake after walking for a while.

This kind of atmosphere made Mr. Wang like it very much, he sat at the door, while watching Qiao Mai tinkering, while looking back at the children from time to time.

"You're a good kid."

"yes, otherwise I wouldn't have adopted them, and I would have done it after seeing it."

"How does this powder taste like you've made?"

"I think it's delicious, but I don't know if you can stand it."

"What the hell does it smell like?"

"It's a smell that smells bad and tastes good."

Mr. Wang grinned when he heard the word stinky, "If we can eat it, we will eat it, if we can't eat it, you can bring us something else to eat, and we will eat it on the way." ”

"Naturally you can eat it, it belongs to the sour and spicy taste, I will make you a slightly spicy one today."

Finally, it was noon, and Qiao Mai, who had prepared the accessories, finally poured the soup from the bag into the bowl.

Mr. Wang, who was sitting at the door, was choked out directly after taking a sip.

He pinched his nose and said, "I said Mrs. Qiao, this taste is too unique, right?" ”

"But it's delicious, trust me!"

In order not to let the smell of snail powder stink the house, they set up a table in the courtyard.

Qiao Mai uses a large bowl for adults and a large bowl for children, mainly so that the soup can be soaked in these accessories, and the taste is more delicious.

Bowls of noodles were brought to the table, and the children sat at the table with their noses pinched.

Yuan Jiaqi was also embarrassed to pinch it, only Qiao Mai took a deep breath, he hadn't smelled it for too long, he really missed it.

No one dared to pick up chopsticks to eat, Qiao Mai didn't care about them, picked up the chopsticks and ate directly with the powder.

The one who eats is called a cheerful, and the first one who can't stand it is Mr. Wang.

What are you afraid of, as long as it's delicious, everyone Qiao Niangzi doesn't dislike it, he has nothing to dislike.

So he pinched his nose and ate a chopstick, and then put down his hand that pinched his nose.

"Eat it quickly, it's delicious, you'll regret it if you don't eat it."

Only then did the children move their chopsticks, and sure enough, their eyes lit up as soon as they entered their mouths.

Fried eggs, fried yuba, and intestines and pig's trotters, soaked in the soup, not to mention how delicious it is.

No one pinched his nose anymore, only Yuan Jiaqi, who pinched his nose with one hand and held the child with the other.

"You eat first, and after eating, I will eat after watching the children?"

Qiao Mai immediately hugged Ling'er over, and when she saw Xiao Ling'er learning to pinch everyone's nose, she couldn't help laughing.

"Eat, this stinky is not that stinky, the capers and sour bamboo shoots in it are particularly tender, I love to eat fried eggs, one bite down, spicy and refreshing, eat it quickly, eat it next time, I don't know how long it will take."

Yuan Jiaqi put his hand down, took a bite with breath, and found that it was really delicious.

In the future, Mrs. Qiao said that she must eat it, as long as she says it is delicious, then it must be delicious, don't resist.

Mr. Wang smiled, "Is there a way to do this?" ”

"Yes, it's just that our people here can't accept this smell, if you open a shop like this, then other people's shops can't open around you, because it's too smelly."

"Yes, next time, let's eat this, right?"

"As long as you don't dislike me, I'll do it, it's much easier than the others."

The family ate snail powder in the courtyard, but it hurt the neighbors, and they all thought that the Qiao family was digging up dung.

You can dig it out, what are you digging at noon?

The people who got this piece didn't eat well at noon.

Chen was scolding in the house, her son couldn't stand it, and wanted to go to Qiao's house to see what was going on.

So he found an excuse to knock on the door of Qiao's house, "Mr. Yuan, this piece has a strange smell, did it float out of your house?" ”

These words were already very subtle, the Yuan family laughed, Qiao Mai saw him and beckoned to him.

"Hao'er, come, sit down, my aunt will cook you a bowl of noodles, you can taste it."

Chen Hao walked to the table, saw everyone's bowls, and suddenly understood that the strange smell was emitted by the food in the bowl.

He pinched his nose and said in his heart, the Qiao family didn't dig out dung, they were making a strange food.

Qiao Mai cooked the noodles for him and put them on the table, "Eat it while it's hot, and when it's cold, it'll be lumpy." ”

"Auntie, can you eat this?"

"Yes, don't you see that they are all eating? Eat with confidence, make sure you eat one bowl and want two bowls. ”

Chen Hao was not as hypocritical as them, he put his hand down directly, picked up the chopsticks and ate.

There are very few people who don't like the taste of snail powder, as long as you taste it, the rest is to keep eating, eating, eating.

The right neighbor who was eating also came over, and when he entered the courtyard and saw what they were eating, he understood when he smelled the strong smell again.

Mrs. Qiao made new food again, and the one they ate was a floating smell.

Just as they were about to say goodbye and go back, Jo Mai grabbed them and told them to wait, insisting that they taste it.

Sure enough, anyone who has eaten it has fallen in love with the taste.

They sniffed it carefully, and it was different from the smell of digging dung, the former was smelly, and the latter was really smelly.

After eating the stinky snail powder, everyone finally distinguished the two smells, and they all accepted this delicacy.

Mr. Wang was so happy, he held his stomach and laughed for a long time.

After eating the noodles, they helped wash the dishes and chopsticks, cleaned up the house and the courtyard, and then sat in the carriage waiting outside the door.

With a wagon of food prepared by Qiao Mai, he left the town and headed for the Acropolis.