Chapter 211 Winter Snail
“Is it profitable to print pirated copies?” Zhou Zhi asked unconsciously.
“What is piracy?”
“PirateEdtion.”
Hell, Wei Yi actually understood when he said this, and then he was surprised in turn: “You can’t even say this phrase You all know? You can do it!”
This made Gu Zuo Zuo talk about him, and Zhou Zhi couldn't help but continue to tease the young lady and ask her how much money she made by reprinting "The Thorn Birds".
What he was more confused about was why Mr. Qiao appeared at the young lady’s dining table, ah no, at the desk.
"Mr. Qiao is going to take the exam for Beiwai." Wei Yi said happily: "I am also preparing to take the postgraduate entrance exam, also for Beiwai."
"Wait!" Zhou Zhi finally seemed to have discovered something: "Who started it first?"
"Who started it first?" Wei Yi was stunned.
Then he suddenly reacted and picked up the broom: "Ah, you are so bad now! How can you have such a heart-warming idea!"
Zhou Zhi started to turn around and run: "Sister, what did I say? Hit me! I only found out today...it’s none of my business..."
Wei Yi gritted his teeth from behind: "You think about me and Qiao like this? The master is wrong! He's about to fight! Stop!"
At this time, Wei Fei and his parents also appeared at the playground. Seeing this scene, Wei's father was shocked: "Sister, what are you doing! Stop it!"
Wei Fei's small eyes under his glasses shone with satisfaction: "It's finally my turn to look..."
The siblings had a fuss before everyone finally sat down to talk in detail again.
Zhou Zhi finally understood how insidious Mr. Qiao was. He probably made a plan the first time he met Miss Wei Yi. I started to feel at ease when my luggage was put on board.
Look at Miss Wei Yi who is carefully introducing and guiding books to Mr. Qiao, and Wei’s father and mother who are busy killing chickens. They are completely unaware.
Forget it, Zhou Zhi discovered an extra net beside the wall: "Hey, what is that for?"
"That's for catching leaves. The fish pond outside falls forward. There are a lot of leaves," Wei Fei's mother said.
"Let's go and play."
"Hey, there's no wind now. We have to wait for the wind to blow all the leaves to the side of the pond before we can fish..."
"Mom, just do it Let them go, they don’t want to catch leaves, they just want to play with the net. ”
The net was very thin. Zhou Zhi, Yang and Wei Fei, three people came to the outlet of the big pond. Zhou Zhi lowered the net into the water, and then scraped it up along the cement embankment: "Guess, is it possible?" "
"What's wrong?" Wei Fei didn't understand.
Too lazy to pay attention to this nerd: "Monk, what do you think?"
"There must be a lot of them here. How about I go down to the ditch over there to pick them up?"
"Well, there must be many there. "More. You go to Airplane Dad to get the boots, and bring a basin over."
As he said, he dragged the net up. , seven or eight snails shook out from it: "Hahahaha, something happened. Hurry up and call Master Qiao over. He said that he promised his sister during the summer vacation, but he hasn't made it for her yet!"
< br>After a while, Wu Qiaomu rushed down with a big plastic footbath: "I'll come, I'll come!"
There is no custom of eating snails in Jiachuan, so there are many snails in this pool, some of which are quite big.
Zhou Zhi is also in the dark. He used to come here to swim and catch snails. He had never regarded catching snails as a specialized business. I have never thought that there are so many piles of these things under the old drainage ditch that they can be picked up randomly.
Coupled with Mr. Qiao, a person who can do any little thing brilliantly, Zhou Zhi and Wei Fei's lazy trawling work is much better than Wu Qiaomu and Yang He's chickens worked hard like a chicken pecking at rice, but their harvest soon fell short.
But all in all, it’s a big pot full.
Wei Fei's parents didn't know that there were so many snails near the pond at the door, so they couldn't help but be surprised: "Why are there so many, how can we deal with them?!"
The snails need to spit out mud, Zhou Zhi picked out all the big snails. After washing the small snails several times, he poured some lettuce oil into the shallow water and mixed them again to make it easier for them to spit out mud.
The remaining big ones are easy to deal with. Boil a large pot of water, add ginger, green onions and peppercorns. Bring to a boil and pour in the snails to scald them to death. Then take them out and use a hammer or stone to crack them open to get the meat.
While doing this work, the happiest thing was the chickens and ducks raised by Wei Fei's mother. In a blink of an eye, a large group of chickens and ducks gathered around a few people.
In addition to being rich in protein, snail shells can also supplement calcium and help digestion of chickens and ducks. This is a very high-quality feed.
A snail looks very big, but in fact it only has a little bit of meat, and even less after it is blanched. A large pot of large field snails, but the final snail meat you get is only two big bowls.
This effort is not small. Wei Fei’s mother shook her head when she saw it, and she finally understood why the Jiachuan people didn’t eat this stuff.
Unexpectedly, the big snails were easy to deal with, but the small snails were even more troublesome.
The vegetable oil accelerated the spitting of mud by the small field snails. After washing them twice more, Zhou Zhi felt that they were almost done and asked Wei Fei to get pliers to clamp the tails of the snails.
While handling it, Zhou Zhi started to show off his trivial knowledge again: "This snail, the female snail will eat herself very fat after giving birth. Therefore, before giving birth to snails, the male ones taste better than the female ones. After the small snails, the female ones are more delicious than the male ones.”
Mr. Qiao was stunned: "Can this thing tell you whether it's male or female? How?"
Zhou Zhi said: "Actually, animals can be divided into male and female by their color, and the protrusions on their bodies can roughly tell..."
Then he received a violent shudder on his head. Wei Yi's face turned red and he was furious: "Elbow, are you talking nonsense again?!"
Zhou Zhi felt wronged: " Amphibian frogs have warts above their eyes, and fish males have gill spikes on their gill covers. "
"For molluscs like field snails, the left and right antennae of the female are the same size. And it stretches forward; the male's right antennae is thicker and shorter than the left antennae, and the ends are curved inwards... Ah, sister, why did you hit me just now?"
Only then did Wei Yi realize that he wanted to be dirty, but he would never admit it. He spat and threw the snail in his hand into the basin: "It's really a waste of time and effort. I'm going to read a book."
Wu Qiao Mu also threw the snail into the basin: "Yes, a moment's worth of money, learning is important."
Zhou Zhi was immediately dumbfounded, can all these allusions be used indiscriminately? A moment of spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold. To describe learning, every inch of time is worth an inch of gold!
You really mean what you say, that is, the bully old Wang family can’t understand it! ! ! Otherwise, Uncle Wang would have broken his legs!
I can’t stop being angry with my sworn brother, forget it, cooking is important.
It's winter, and it's not as fun as making it in summer. Zhou Zhi thinks it's better to make braised snails.
The seasonings are pickled ginger and chili, tempeh, a little bit of bean paste, chili oil, red chili, green chili, chili pepper, onion, ginger, and minced garlic.
First add a large amount of oil, stir-fry the pickled ginger, chili pepper, black bean paste, and bean paste until fragrant, add water, cooking wine, and thirteen-spice powder. After adjusting the marinade, add the snails and stir-fry for five minutes. Then cover the pot and turn to low heat to simmer.
After that, open the pot, collect the juice, sprinkle with chopped green onion, perilla leaves, soup and water in a large basin and serve it, so as to better keep it warm.
(End of this chapter)