262. Spicy snails

The rolling mountains of Shennong Mountain are boundless, and the peaks loom in the vast sea of clouds, and several people feel extremely comfortable.

See the mountains at a glance.

"Look, the sun is coming out!"

Shen Xingqi pointed to the fiery east and was very excited, and a few people just saw the sun popping out, and the originally white and misty sea of clouds suddenly turned fiery red, which was beautiful.

"Wow-"

At this moment, it is as if everything is under your feet.

A few people stayed at the top of the mountain for a long time, and then chose another path to descend the mountain.

The spring water in Yinfeng Mountain is crystal clear, and Cheng Xi found the snail in the water at a glance, perhaps because the nearby residents don't like to eat it, and it is very big.

"Xingqi, come and pick up snails, you can add vegetables at noon!"

The clear spring in the mountains is not polluted at all, and the snail is full of size, I don't know how much better than modern times, it must be delicious!

Cheng Xi looked at the others, "Which of you will solve the problem of containing goods?" ”

"Madam, my subordinates will make baskets."

"Then I'll leave it to you, don't make it too dense, as long as the snail can't leak."

"Yes."

So the five of them were divided into two groups, Su Zhan and Wangshu were responsible for weaving small baskets, and the three members of the Shen family picked up snails around the living water stream, and brought back five or six catties of snails when they appeared at the inn again.

Cheng Xi handed over the other dishes to Shen Xingqi and Wangshu, and picked up the scissors to concentrate on cutting the tail of the snail.

The snails in the spring water in the mountains are clean, and the fishy smell is almost non-existent, so you can rinse them once.

She took the green onions, ginger and garlic from the side, cut them into small slices and put them aside, put a little green onion and ginger in the pot under cold water to remove the smell, add the snails to cook and take them out for later use.

The snails are still spicy and delicious, but fortunately there is no shortage of spices and chili peppers in the kitchen, and even the bean paste is made by the people themselves.

Cheng Xi reheated the pan with oil, added bean paste, pepper, chili, sugar, vinegar and other seasonings to fry the fragrance, and then put in the snail stir-fry, the spicy and pungent taste mixed with the snail fragrance immediately filled the entire kitchen.

"It's so fragrant, it turns out that snails can be so fragrant?"

Shen Xingqi thought of the wild fish in the whole river in Shenjia Village, and thought about its 108 ways to eat, and his heart was suddenly full of expectations.

There is no doubt that her sister-in-law is delicious in everything she does.

"Is that all there is to it?" She'll do!

"Finally, simmer over low heat, and wait for the snails to taste good."

"Wait?"

"Wait, just a little longer, isn't it easy?"

"It's simple, next time my sister-in-law rests, I'll do it."

A set of processes may seem cumbersome to others in the Dayan Dynasty, but Shen Xingqi, who is used to putting all kinds of spices and stir-frying, can't it be simpler, she will look at it.

The little girl learned another dish and was satisfied, and turned her head to stir-fry more energetically.

The two sisters-in-law and a Wangshu were so busy that they flew up, which was so fragrant that a group of customers outside the kitchen, whether it was the batch that didn't leave yesterday or the ones who just came to stay today, they pushed open the door and stayed in the lobby and didn't want to leave.

"It's so fragrant, it's so fragrant, and there's a pungent spicy smell, what kind of dish is this?"

"Shopkeeper, are you sure this really wasn't made by your chef?"

Shopkeeper: "......"

How many days are you still here, boss? If you don't check the accounts, let's go!

Same inn, same corner, same people, different dishes.

When Wang Shu walked out of the kitchen with the last spicy snail dish, Shen Xingluo and Cheng Xi, who had changed into clothes, had already sat down.

A man in a brocade robe appeared in the eyes of everyone with a folding fan in his hand, and smiled apologetically when he saw them.

"Excuse me, in Xia Zheng Yunze, my family slaves were offended yesterday, and I hope you Haihan."