127. Chapter 127 Short winter melon, stay out of the way!


Chapter 127 Short winter melon, stay out of the way!

Xiangying first took a few nets from the space and tied a few net bags.

Crayfish are difficult to catch, and some of them like to get stuck in the mud.

But it doesn't matter, she has this little guy named Xiang Yuen Long, so she doesn't have to worry about not being able to attract animals.

She carried her bag, took the three little ones, Tao Xue and Qi Fengyi with her and came to the river.

The thin monkey was afraid that they would go far away, so he sent two people to follow them nearby.

Throwing the bag into the water, Xiangying pulled Xiang Yuanlang and squatted by the river.

"Er cub, you face the water and call for crayfish. Whether we can eat it tonight depends on you."

Xiang Yuanlang frowned: "I'll try."

He picked up a fallen leaf from the ground, held it under his lips with one hand and blew it, and put it into the water with the other hand.

The river was a bit deep, but Xiangying couldn't see if any crayfish got in.

The family waited patiently for a while, Xiang Yuanlang was also tired: "Pick it up and have a look."

Taoxue and Qi Fengyi worked together to pull up the net bag. The huffing water faded away, and the red color was crowded in the net.

Xiangying's eyes were filled with a bright smile.

"Er Zai, you are awesome! Look, there are so many crayfish, small fry and river crabs. Let's eat spicy hotpot tonight!"

She said and kissed Xiang Yuanlang on the cheek.

The little guy was not used to her intimate gestures, so he pushed her little hand and wiped his face as if in disgust.

He pretended to be unhappy: "Don't kiss me next time. Even if you want to kiss me, tell me first."

Xiang Yuanxiao glanced at him and pouted angrily: "I don't know how to eat it. The locals say it's poisonous."

Xiangying touched his head: "Just wait until mother washes it off, but they don't know how to eat."

She took Tao Xue and the others back to the inn carrying crayfish, attracting the attention of many people.

Concubine Shu sat with Xiang Qianqian, as well as several other concubines.

They were holding the steamed buns that the supervisor had just given out in their hands. They were finding it hard to bite when they looked up and saw Xiang Ying coming back with a pocket full of river delicacies.

"What did she catch?"

"Is it the poisonous shrimp that the local government said? It's red. Is she really brave? She's not afraid of death?"

"How ignorant!" Xiang Qianqian gritted her teeth as she remembered the wound on her forehead that hadn't healed yet, "She deserves to kill herself."

Xiangying returned to the post room and arranged for Qi Fengyi and the others to set up the pots outside.

She was alone so she could get into the space.

First, several crayfish samples were randomly selected, dissected, and observed under the super-second microscope in the medical room.

There were no viruses, and the water quality was even much better than that of her time because it was clean.

As for why the government said eating this stuff would kill you, Xiangying guessed there were other reasons.

After confirming that they were non-toxic, Xiangying called Taoxue and Qi Gongzhu to help them clean the crayfish one by one and cut off their heads.

Finally, she walked out of the inn carrying chopped onions, ginger, garlic, fresh chili peppers and miso.

In the open space, Qi Fengyi had already set up the pot and heated it with oil.

Everyone gathered around, watching helplessly as Xiangying threw in the onions, ginger and garlic and sauteed them until fragrant.

When the aroma of fresh chili peppers and bean paste burst out, many people's stomachs hummed in unison.

It smells so good...how could someone make poisonous shrimp so fragrant?

Xiang Qianqian looked at him coldly: "You are really like a savage, you dare to eat anything."

Hundreds of crayfish and river crabs were thrown in and stir-fried. When Xiangying added water, she quietly spilled half the pot of liquor that had been stored in the space.

The strong liquor was stocked during the drinking competition in Lu Paiyi's village.

The crayfish with wine suddenly became more fragrant, and the smell couldn't be concealed even if the lid was placed on it.

Lu Peiyi and his brothers sat nearby to rest. When everyone smelled the smell, they couldn't help but sigh - "It smells so good. I vaguely seem to smell the strong liquor brewed by the wine aunt in our village."


"Hey, I really want to take a sip, but I don't know if I will have the chance in this life."

While they shook their heads and sighed, Lu Peiyi kept staring in Xiang Ying's direction.

The firelight swayed, and his eyes became reserved.

Xiangying set up another wooden board to knead the noodles, adding fresh flour, eggs and salt, and after the dough rises, it can be kneaded into noodles.

She opened the lid and spread the noodles evenly on the crayfish. Finally, she waited for the juice to drain and the noodles were cooked.

"Children, bring the bowls, it's time to eat!" Xiangying shouted, and the three little ones all took out the bowls.

They couldn't bear it for a long time, and their mouths were watering after just smelling it.

One bowl of spicy crayfish noodles per person. Worrying that the children would find it spicy, Xiangying prepared water bags for them in advance.

It contains her special jasmine sweet milk and some crushed ice.

On such a summer night, eating crayfish, looking up at the starry sky, and drinking some ice-cold milk-flavored sweet drink, it’s so refreshing!

The children held the bowls and sat down to eat obediently.

Xiangying gave Lin Lingxiang, Xiangli, Taoxue and Qi Fengyi points.

Because she had prepared a lot, she asked the Seventh Princess Xiang Rongrong and Yu Bin to come over.

Xiangying left a bowl alone, and with the remaining soup, she added a handful of noodles and a few eggs.

She raised her hand and called to Lu Beiyi and the others: "This pot of noodles is for you to eat. There are no extra bowls. Let them pick leaves nearby, wash them and eat them."

Lu Beiyi was surprised: "We have one too?"

Under the moonlight, Xiangying's black hair was curled up, and two locks fell on her fair cheeks, making her smile more graceful and graceful.

"Everyone has it, but I'm afraid I won't have enough to eat, so I didn't prepare much."

Lu Peiyi seemed moved: "It's already great to have our share."

He called the water bandits to come over and thank Xiang Ying, so the roar of "Thank you, boss" made Xiang Ying's ears tingle.

She waved her hand: "Okay, let's eat quickly."

So, with Xiangying as the center, the sound of noodle-sucking could be heard one after another after a while.

I don’t know who was crying while eating: “It’s so fragrant, it’s even sent to my grandma’s house!”

A group of exiled prisoners on the far side could only watch helplessly.

Among them were Xiang Qianqian and Shu Fei, and even Zhao Bingyang's family was stunned.

Over there, Xiangying was eating spicy noodles and thick oily red sauce, which looked delicious.

Looking at the dry steamed buns in their hands, they were simply tasteless.

Xiangying picked up the bowl he had just left alone and walked towards them.

Zhao Bingyang immediately sat upright, with his back straight and his head held high.

He knew that Xiangying was so obsessed with him, how could she really be cruel to him?

If she begged him to try the bowl of noodles she had made, then he could be kind enough to say a few words to her.

As expected, Xiangying walked up to him.

Zhao Bingyang pretended to be cold: "I'm telling you, you don't need to tell me, I won't eat your food, just give up."

Xiangying frowned: "Why is it you, a short winter melon again? Get out of the way and stay out of the way."

Zhao Bingyang was stunned for a moment and was pushed away by Xiangying.

When he could stand still, he looked back and saw that Xiangying was walking towards Mr. Chu's family behind him!

"Master Chu, I treat you to this bowl. Try it."

Xiangying smiled.

Zhao Bingyang couldn't believe his eyes.

Instead of trying to please him, she went to please a minister who was nearly fifty years old?

Moreover, why should she call him a short winter melon? Where is he short?

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