On the way back, the two found a place with deep water and rinsed the snails briefly, filled the container with half a basin of clean water, and sprinkled salt in the water to soak the snails.

While sprinkling salt, Lu Yanran suddenly said, "I'm afraid I won't be able to eat tonight, so I have to soak for a day and vomit mud and sand, so I can only make it and eat it tomorrow." ”

"Then I'll do it tomorrow." He's not that impatient.

It's been a few days since they've been here, they've been busy, they haven't cooked a meal in person, and they don't have a single firewood at home, so on the way back, the two of them picked up firewood and went back.

The next morning, the two of them went to the nearest place with fruit they saw before to collect fruits, Lu Yanran collected them, and Mo Hanchen hunted around.

An hour later, Lu Yanran felt that the picking was almost over, and she also went to look for the fierce beast, and at noon, the two of them harvested three seventh-order fierce beasts and one eighth-order fierce beast together.

There aren't as many high-level beasts here as there are places where they live.

The two did not rush back, but ate lunch on the spot, and changed places to continue picking fruits and hunting.

It's a good day without burden, the products here are abundant, and the number of fruits Lu Yanran picks is enough for the two of them to eat in a year, and her speed is fast, and it won't take long to collect enough counts.

Even hunting, as long as the hunting is enough for a snow season and half a spring, and there are many fierce beasts here, they hunt with high-level, and they can deal with the fierce beasts to hunt, it can be said that it is countless times easier than engaging in collective life in the tribe, except for the cold.

But he and Yanran are not real children, what are they afraid of loneliness? As long as the two of them can be together.

In the afternoon, the two went home early, one burned the fire and water, and the other began to clean the snails, cleaned all the sediment spit out after most of the day and a night of salt soaking, cut off the tail part of the snails, and finally cleaned them again.

Mo Hanchen also boiled the water, poured the snails into the boiling water and blanched them, and then scooped them up and drained the water.

Lu Yanran took ginger, garlic, spicy fruit and other seasonings out and cut them, while Mo Hanchen washed the stone pot again, then poured oil, the oil boiled, poured the snails into the oil pot and stir-fried a few times, plus the prepared spices, and then stir-fried until it was cooked.

There was rice in the space that had been cooked before, and then a coleslaw, a large bowl of light bone broth, and finally a bottle of juice.

Mo Hanchen took advantage of this gap to go outside and cut a few wooden sticks and came back.

The big plate with the fried snails was placed in the middle of the stone table, and the two of them ate two snails and drank a sip of juice.

As for the rice and the dish and soup, the two of them did not move with their chopsticks.

Drink juice and drink full.

Lu Yanran spread out on the stone chair, "If it weren't for the hot sauce and the lack of soy sauce, the snails might not be delicious." "The condiments brought by the space before have long been used up, and now only empty bottles are left.

"If only there were soybeans, you can make bean paste." Soy sauce seems to be made from soybeans, right? She doesn't remember.

Mo Hanchen was also spread on the other side, he agreed with what his daughter-in-law said, but not only did he not want to move at this time, but he also didn't want to speak, and his mouth kept breathing.

This is a separate addition of spicy fruit, and another spicy sauce, do you say spicy or not?

Early the next morning, the two of them went to the ditch under the cliff, the ditch was very long, and the two did not reach the end of the day.

Because Mo Hanchen's ability to pick up snails was not very convenient, this task was handed over to Lu Yanran.

There are not only snails in the ditch, but also crabs, there are not many of them, and occasionally I encounter one, but the crabs are not small, the big ones are as big as their faces, and those big ones, Lu Yanran did not refuse to come, and accepted them.

As for the small one, she let it go, and she can keep it for the next year.

And Mo Hanchen's task is to be a bodyguard for his daughter-in-law, and by the way, he picked some wild vegetables he encountered along the way, and also picked up the dry firewood on the ground, and the targets were all small dry firewood and leaves, which were the main forces that started the fire.

By the way, he hunted two seventh-order fierce beasts that didn't have long eyes and bumped into them, and picked up more than a dozen cooing eggs.

When they returned to the cave and took out the day's harvest to count, the two of them were pleasantly surprised.

Needless to say, the number of snails is overflowing, and the ones that are picked up are a gratifying number, enough for them to have a snow season.

There were about thirty or forty crabs, two of which were the size of a basin.

In the eyes of the two, it is already very good that the crabs in the ditch can grow to the size of a basin.

"Let's make a crab to eat at night?" Mo Hanchen said the request.

"Okay, then you divide these snails, and then sprinkle salt in the water and soak them, I'll make crabs, steamed crabs, okay?" I'm going to do this one. ”

"Everything." He was not a picky eater, and as he spoke, he moved one of the crabs the size of a basin to the stove.

The crabs had already killed them before Lu Yanran put them into the space, took out a small brush and began to clean the dirt on the crabs, and then took out a large porcelain plate that had not been used for several years to hold the crabs and put them in a wooden retort to steam.

Chop the ingredients into small bowls, stir in the sauce, and pour the seasonings into the crabs.

After the steamer is steaming, remove the lid and turn the crab over, and then steam.

It stands to reason that steaming on high heat will almost be done in twenty minutes, but this crab is big, and Lu Yanran was worried that it would not be steamed, so she took it upon herself to steam for an extra twenty minutes.

She opened the lid and a crab-specific smell hit her face.

In fact, their cave has long been overflowing with the smell of crabs, but the taste after lifting the lid has a greater impact.

Mo Hanchen's mouth pursed and he sniffed hard, "Well, it's so fragrant." ”

After unloading the crab into eight pieces with sharp claws, pick up one piece and put it on the plate in front of you, and start with the spoon, chopsticks, and claws.

"Too little."

When he sucked the crab meat in the last tongs into his mouth, Mo Hanchen said unsatisfactorily.

"Make two next time." Isn't she afraid that it won't taste good? I don't dare to do more.

"The original ecology is that it tastes good, but it is much more fragrant than the ones I used to eat."

Lu Yanran glanced at the big wooden barrels placed in the corner, and said: "There are a lot of ditches around here, continue to look for the ditches tomorrow to see if there are any crabs, just forget about the snails, it's almost done." ”

"Actually, you can pick up some more, and if you put it in your space, you're not afraid of being bad, and it's not boring to practice in the snow season, you can sit down and eat snails when you're bored, that is, you can eat delicious things, and you can pass the time, the key is that I love to eat." When the time comes, be sure to remember to put less peppery fruit so that you can drink less water.

(End of chapter)