Everyone immediately picked up the bowl in front of them in a hurry, put their mouths directly on the edge of the bowl, blew on the still hot bone broth, and drank it quickly.

The umami that was originally just outside the body suddenly invaded the inside of the human body, and the umami smell was stronger than if you felt it with your nose, making you feel as if you were in a dream.

The oil flowers floating on the surface also slid into the mouth with the action of drinking the soup, and the grease fragrance made the Zhao family, who had been unpalatable for a long time, subconsciously put the soup in their mouths, and did not dare to swallow it in a big gulp, only by savoring it carefully would they not waste this bowl of soup.

But the body that has always longed for it will not let it go like this, obviously the Zhao family feels that time passes very slowly, but when they come back to their senses from the delicious soup, less than half a pillar of incense has passed.

And after drinking this bowl of soup, Zhao Qi, who began to have a little belly, couldn't help but sigh with satisfaction: "Ah-"

The others looked at the little ghosts of others, and they couldn't hide the smiles on their faces.

Thinking that Zhao Qingyou learned this from Zheng Niangzi's hands, they couldn't control their gratitude to Zheng Wan, and they became thicker in drinking the soup again and again.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Qingyou showed them the real skill he learned from Zheng Wan - cutting big bones.

Before everyone could react, Zhao Qingyou directly fished out a whole big bone from the wok, put it on the board behind him, and stabbed the area that had cracked from the back of the knife.

"Click!"

The bone split in two along the crack in the middle, and a stream of hot gas gushed out upwards along the fractured location.

Zhao Qizheng was about to post cakes for himself, and scooped a bowl of bone broth as a side dish, and the taste was delicious when he thought about it.

Before the cake on his mouth was bitten, he saw his sister's arrogant side, and watched this scene in amazement.

The others also looked at Zhao Qingyou's direction in confusion.

And Zhao Qingyou himself had the previous experience, and he didn't feel nervous at all, so he quickly inserted the reed pipe on the side into the hole in the middle of the bone, and immediately put half of the bone into Aya Aniang's bowl, explaining:

"There is also something to eat in this bone, as long as you use this reed tube to suck it out, I think everyone will like it."

Mother Zhao said with some hesitation: "This is also taught by that Zheng Niangzi?" ”

"A-Niang guessed right."

Hearing this, everyone immediately breathed a sigh of relief and looked curiously at the contents of Ayea Niang's bowl.

Zhao Xing saw that his sister still had a tendency to fish out the bones from the wok, quickly stood up, took the knife in Zhao Qingyou's hand, fished out the bones from the woks with his chopsticks, and said, "This kind of strength work is still the eldest brother." ”

His movements were even more crisp and neat than Zhao Qingyou's, almost a single chop, and after a while, all the big bones in the wok were cut in half by him.

After that, half a large bone appeared in everyone's bowl, and the side with the reed pipe was facing the face, and you only had to bow your head slightly and put your mouth close to the reed pipe to eat this mysterious thing.

Zhao Qingyou looked at everyone's hesitant appearance, immediately aimed his mouth at the reed tube, took a deep breath, the gas slid through the reed tube, and when he sucked the soup at the bottom, he made a "shuddering" sound.

Seeing this, Zhao Xing immediately followed, and used his greatest suction power to suck the thing inside the bone, and in an instant he could feel that there was a bullet in it breaking into his mouth, and he didn't give you time to react at all.

At the same time, the aroma in the mouth is even stronger, it is a greasy aroma that is even richer than the soup, and it goes straight to the brain, as if the oil is sliding in the mouth.

But the taste he could feel was not like that, when the tip of his tongue touched the bone marrow, he felt a tenderness, and as soon as he squeezed it hard, it would quickly run to other places.

In the end, it was Zhao Xing who pressed the bone marrow against the upper and lower teeth, and pierced the tender but elastic bone marrow with sharp teeth.

Once the elastic material on the outside was punctured, the softness of the bone marrow was immediately exposed, even more tender than the most tender tofu he had ever eaten.

Before he could even feel how he was chewing, the bone marrow seemed to be melted into a puddle of grease by the warm mouth and slid down his tongue all the way down his throat.

All that was left for him was the smooth and satisfying taste in his mouth, this rich oily aroma and taste had an uncontrollable attraction to Zhao Xing, and he couldn't help but increase the suction in his mouth, trying to suck all the bone marrow hidden in the middle of the bone into his mouth.

It can be said that this meal, the Zhao family ate the most satisfying meal in their lives, and so much oil and water entered the body, they couldn't think of it before.

There is no substitute for the satisfaction that spreads from within the body.

Zhao Qi, who was full of oil, was very satisfied, especially thinking that eating this could also make his body grow stronger, and said actively:

"Aye, why don't we buy more of this bone in the future and cook it? Cheap and tasty. ”

Zhao's father originally had such thoughts, especially when he thought that the farm was about to be busy, and it was necessary for the family to eat more oil and water to replenish it.

With a wave of his hand, he said arrogantly: "Our family still has this money, buy more in the future." ”

"Wow! Aye, you're the best. ”

As soon as Zhao Yun heard this, she ran over excitedly and hugged Zhao's father, and Zhao's father also hugged his little daughter back.

Since then, the Zhao family has often eaten bones, and has been seen by the villagers, and the Zhao family is more and more pitiful, even if there is Zhao Xing in the family as an apprentice in the city, and Zhao Qingyou works in the government, he still can't satisfy the existence of a sick seedling in the family.

Otherwise, where else would you be able to eat those bones that even dogs don't like to gnaw?

For such words, the Zhao family has always ignored them, and the benefits are enough as long as they understand it.

Otherwise, they are really worried that others will grab bones with them to eat, and if the butcher sees the price increase, they will not be reasonable.

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At this time, Zheng Wan, who was by the river outside the city, had already finished all the lunch he had prepared, and hid in the shade to watch the undulating heads of people in the river in the distance.

When he felt that the sun was not so strong, he fished out his bamboo basket full of snails from the river and watched the water trickling down from the cracks.

She subconsciously shook it up and down a few times to shake off the excess water inside, otherwise she was really worried that when she walked back to the water prison, her dress would be wet with the water.

But when she walked to the avenue, she realized that she was very lucky today, and this time there was a donkey cart to sit on.

She was not short of this little money, and at the warm invitation of Lao Suo, she took a donkey cart back to the city from Yanping Gate.

The only regret is that the donkey cart only stopped near Yanping Gate, and she had to continue to walk back to Buzheng Fang from Yanping Gate.

As soon as she returned to the capital water prison, Zheng Wan hurriedly put all the snails in her basket in the water and raised them, stared at them for a while, and saw that these snails had remained active, and she could finally breathe a sigh of relief when she opened her lid back and forth in the water.

She plans to keep these snails for a few days for the time being, and then use them to make food after all the sediment in them is spit out.

After working for most of the day, she fell asleep directly, and when it was time for dinner, she directly returned her marinated pork head meat to the pot, which was a very delicious dish.

The second stir-fried lo-mei, its skin texture is stronger, especially the pig's head meat, Zheng Wan can feel the pigskin sticking to his shovel when stir-frying, and the taste is even more obvious.

The skin of the pig's head meat is very sticky to the teeth, and it tastes soft and glutinous, as if it can be melted in the mouth in a few bites.

One of the most delicious is the pig's ear, which is covered with skin on both sides, but contains crispy bones with a crispy taste, which hides a crisp double taste in the soft and glutinous, and it is simply indescribable satisfaction to eat.

She almost took a bite of pig ears and a mouthful of rice, and just like that, she finished two large bowls, and she felt a satisfaction that was difficult to describe in words.

The next day, Zheng Wan still wanted to wait a few days to make the snails, but all this changed with a dream last night.

Last night she dreamed that she suddenly ate a delicious snail duck foot pot, and as soon as she woke up, she couldn't forget the taste, her stomach growled, and she couldn't control her craving for food.

Therefore, after eating her breakfast early in the morning, she immediately took out enough snails from the wooden barrel and put them in a wooden basin, adding a shovel, salt and oil to it, and it was estimated that when she came back, she would be able to vomit almost all the mud and sand.

Then with his own task, he walked in the direction of the market.

This time, there were finally more people selling in the market, and there were also a lot of fresh dishes, and she bought the necessary perilla leaves and tofu from the snail duck feet pot according to the ingredients needed for the snail duck foot pot.

After that, I went to a poultry shop and bought duck feet that I needed.

This is still a few pairs of duck feet that she asked for after she bought a duck with the boss's puzzled eyes.

Otherwise, she estimated that she would go up directly to buy duck feet, and maybe the boss's eyes would be even more unkind.

So, this time, Zheng Wan also got other ingredients - duck.

However, you will definitely not need the duck today, and wait until tomorrow to use it to make a delicious dish.

After storing all the ingredients, Zheng Wan lowered her head to observe the snails in the wooden basin, and one by one stretched out the movable tentacles from her lid, and there was a lot of mud and sand sticking to the tentacles, it seemed that her practice before going out had taken effect.

She casually rubbed the snails in the basin to rub off the mud and sand on the surface, and after changing the water a few times, she saw the clear bottom of the basin before ending her movements.

Then use the loofah pulp she is most familiar with to scrub all the sediment on the outside of the snail, rinse it a few times, and then cut off the tail of the snail with scissors, so that it is easy to suck out the snail meat when you can eat it later.

After this part, you can finally start cooking officially.

Zheng Wan removed the claws of the duck's feet, blanched them with green onions, ginger, peppercorns, and wine to remove the odor on the duck's feet, looked at the blood foam floating on the edge of the wok, skimmed it clean, and then fished out the duck's feet and rinsed them clean.

Wipe the duck feet inside and out with a cotton cloth, and after feeling that there is no moisture, burn a wok of hot oil and decisively put the blanched duck feet into it.

The moment the duck's feet touched the hot oil, a terrifying explosion erupted in the wok.

"Boom!"

Even Zheng Wan was visible to the naked eye and oil spots flew out of the wok, and she immediately realized that she should have had something that hadn't been wiped dry just now, otherwise there would not have been such a situation.

After the water was evaporated, the wok returned to calm, and Zheng Wan also put his body close to the stove and added two sticks of firewood to it to prevent the fire from going out.

Then he shifted his gaze to the wok, and watched the duck's feet gradually stain a golden shell under the catalysis of cranberry oil.

But the most surprising thing is not this, but between the duck's paws, big bubbles begin to emerge one after another, bulging the skin of the duck's paws until it turns white, and there is always a feeling that it will explode quickly.

At this time, she can take out the duck feet and put them aside to cool, and while the oil can be reused, she cuts the prepared tofu into thumb-sized squares and puts them together.

Under the continuous action of the oil temperature, the originally pure white tofu also has a layer of golden yellow shell, and each side is slightly bulging, and you can feel that the inside of the tofu block must be empty at this time.

If you put this kind of bean bubble in the snail duck foot pot later, you will definitely be able to absorb the soup, one bite at a time, and the juice □□in your mouth, just imagining such a picture, Zheng Wan feels very satisfied.

Next, she oiled the peanuts as well.

At this time, you can pour out all the oil in the wok and set it aside for later use.

She immediately took out the washed snails and stir-fried them in the oily wok, the hard shell of the snails slammed into the wok, making a somewhat uncomfortable sound.

But at this time, it was particularly beautiful music in Zheng Wan's ears, especially when she thought of the delicious food that would come out of the pot later, she couldn't help but drool.

After a while, the water vapor oozing out of the snail disappeared under the heat and stir-frying.

As soon as you notice that the snails are fried, remove them.

Then there is the secret weapon that Zheng Wan finally made - sour bamboo shoots, before she made some Sichuan-style kimchi sour bamboo shoots, she also made a few jars of sour bamboo shoots necessary for eating snail noodles.

Now if you want to make a snail duck foot pot, you naturally can't lack this key ingredient.

It's just that the sour bamboo shoots here are relatively small due to the material, and they are still a little different from the traditional sour bamboo shoots.

She put the sour bamboo shoots that had been cut into thin strips directly into the wok that had just fried the snails, and put them directly into it and stir-fried.

This time, the flavor is stronger, just like the sour substance in the sour bamboo shoots, which spreads to the surrounding air along the stir-fried and then steaming juice.

The first person who was disturbed by this smell was Zheng Wan, who was standing aside, but she was particularly fond of this smell, and she couldn't help drooling when she smelled it.

As for Cui Zhiyun standing on the other side of the wall, it was not within the range she could think of.

Cui Zhiyun didn't expect that he had just returned from the sacrifice in the western suburbs, and before he entered his room, he suddenly smelled a strange smell that was difficult to describe in words.

Chapter 44: Snail and Duck Feet Pot (2)

It can't be described as a simple sour smell, but it smells very strange because it is mixed with other things, and it even sends a signal to his brain to reject the taste, but his mind can't help but speed up to find out what exactly produces this smell.