"Knock on the snail's butt?" Dalang pursed his lips and looked away from the steamed fish. "Auntie, you can knock on it however you want, as many times as you want. You can give this steamed fish to Erlang and Chunhua. Dalang doesn't like to eat fish."

"What don't you like to eat?" Su Hua sighed softly.

He picked up a piece of fish with his chopsticks and put it into Dalang's mouth.

“I need to eat this fish, and I also need to get things done. I’m not some kind of landlord like Huang Shiren.”

"Mmm, so fresh..." Da Lang's eyes widened as soon as he took a bite of fish.

Su Hua smiled and stuffed a large chopstick of fish into Erlang and Chunhua's mouths, saying with a smile, "As long as these snails are prepared well, we can eat as much fish as we want in the future, whether it's steamed, boiled, fried, or grilled."

"Are these river snails really that good?"

The three little ones chewed the fish meat carefully, their faces full of astonishment.

Steamed fish is already the ultimate delicacy; if you were to boil fish, fry fish, or grill fish, that would be even more delicious.

Wouldn't it be so delicious that it would make your tongue fall off?

Su Bai stood by the stove, looking at the scene in the main room and couldn't help but be stunned. After Meng Po's enlightenment, her daughter was no longer stupid, but she was too kind-hearted. Why did she share the little fish and meat with those little devils?

Yesterday, a large wooden basin of snails expelled sand overnight, leaving a layer of fine mud and sand at the bottom of the basin.

Su Hua cleaned the snails several times.

Then he led the three of them, including Dalang, to give Shilu a good beating on the buttocks.

The first step to making this flavorful snail dish is to clean the tail end thoroughly.

The little ones were all very clever. Su Hua only taught them once, and they all learned it. Seeing that there was nothing to do in the kitchen, Zhao also came over to help. For a while, only the sound of 'bang bang bang' of spanking could be heard in the small courtyard at the end of the village.

In about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, a large basin of snails was completely cleaned up.

At that time, a strong aroma of lard filled the kitchen. Two pounds of pork fat had been fried into golden and crispy pork cracklings. There was more than a pound of crystal-clear lard at the bottom of the pot. Su Bai scooped out a small bowl of pork cracklings and put the remaining pork cracklings and lard into the cupboard.

"Come here, Hua'er, quickly try the fried pork cracklings your mother made, how are they?"

Su Hua stared blankly at the pork cracklings being handed to her.

In the countryside, pork cracklings are a rare delicacy. Steamed with fermented black beans and chili peppers, they taste delicious.

"Mother's fried pork cracklings must be delicious." Su Hua smiled as she took the cracklings, and after they cooled slightly, she popped one into Su Bai's mouth. "Mother, don't rush to put this bowl of pork lard in the cupboard. We'll need it later when we make spicy snails."

“Alright then.” Su Bai chewed on the pork cracklings.

It smelled amazing.

He found his two daughters-in-law and three grandchildren much more agreeable.

"Here, you should all have a taste." With that, he stuffed a piece into each of their hands.

Of course, there was only one piece, and no more. The rest were placed next to Su Hua.

She knew that, given her daughter's current personality, if she had put the rest in her hands from the beginning, most of it might have been given to others. It was better for her to divide it herself.

Seeing that Su Hua was about to cook, Su Bai was worried, so she stood in front of the stove to watch the fire and help her.

The Zhao and Qian families were also guarding the kitchen, their eyes burning with anticipation. The eldest son and the others had their hands firmly placed on the water bucket, waiting for the kitchen to catch fire so they could rush outside to fetch water to put out the fire.

Su Hua's lips twitched, but she didn't say much. She deftly poured a large basin of cleaned snails into a large iron pot, added enough cold water to cover them, and then added sliced ​​ginger and scallion segments. After the water boiled, she served it after three breaths.

Then, add two large spoonfuls of lard to the pot.

"Oh my goodness!" Madam Qian exclaimed. In the past, when they cooked, they would just dip their chopsticks into the lard jar and call it oil. These two spoonfuls would be more than they could finish in a month.

She wanted to say something more, but was stopped by a look from Su Bai.

It's a pity to waste this oil, but my daughter rarely cooks, so I don't mind using two more spoonfuls.

Su Hua's hands didn't stop moving. Once the oil in the pot was hot, she added the cinnamon, star anise, bay leaves, salt, a handful of chili pepper pieces, and peppercorns she had bought that day. After stir-frying until fragrant, she added the river snails and stir-fried them. Finally, she added a large ladle of spring water to cover the river snails.

In an instant, the spicy and stimulating flavor was released.

"It smells so good!" Su Baishi's nose twitched.

She had cooked her whole life and had never smelled such an overpowering aroma.

The two Zhaos were also so shocked that their eyes widened and they swallowed hard.

This irresistible aroma was actually made by my own sister-in-law, who never lifts a finger to cook.

This is even more outrageous than encountering a ghost!

The three brothers had long since abandoned their buckets and squatted in a row next to Su Hua, staring intently at the snails in the pot, drooling incessantly. "So fragrant! So fragrant! Auntie is the best! Auntie is a fairy! I'll be Auntie's champion..."

Su Hua chuckled. Seeing that the soup in the iron pot had reduced to almost nothing, she quickly picked one out to taste the saltiness. With just a light slurp, the snail meat, soaked in the soup, slid from its shell into her mouth. The fresh, succulent flavor burst in her mouth instantly, followed by a numbing and spicy aftertaste.

It truly lives up to the saying, "A snail in March is as plump as a goose."

"Hua'er, how does this snail taste? Is it salty enough? Do you want your second sister-in-law to try it for you?" Madam Qian stared at the iron pot, her eyes practically glued to it.

Su Hua smiled and nodded, sprinkled a handful of perilla leaves into the snails, and then asked Zhao to stop the fire in the stove. She then used a spatula to scoop out a large plate of snails.

"Everyone, try this dish of flavored snails first. What do you think of the taste?"

Qian picked up a snail first, ignoring the heat, and sucked it in like Su Hua had done before, but only managed to suck out a little juice. She frowned and said, "The broth is very fragrant, but why is it so hard to get the meat out?"

Su Bai and the others also held the stone snails, unsure of what to do with them.

"There's a technique to eating snails."

Su Hua had just swallowed a mouthful of plump snail meat when she picked up a snail and demonstrated, "We first suck on it from the back to tighten the meat, then we switch to the front and suck hard, and all the meat comes out."

They said it was to demonstrate.

I picked up another snail from the plate and slurped it lightly. Once you start slurping this snail, it's really addictive; you can't stop at all.

"Hey, it really is!" Erlang was young but very nimble. With just one suck, he took a big mouthful of snail meat. "These snails are really delicious. They're even more fragrant than the steamed fish that my aunt gave us earlier."

Dalang nodded emphatically, "Delicious, spicy and fragrant!"

Chunhua's eyes turned red from the spiciness. She sucked on a snail and then gulped down a mouthful of water. "It's absolutely delicious!"

Even Su Baishi and Zhao Shi kept their heads down, engrossed in slurping snails.

The Qian family acted the fastest, and in no time, the ground was covered with empty shells.

After Su Hua slurped down about ten snails, she looked at her family members who were all working hard and smiled, "What do you all think? What if we take these snails and sell them in Cangwu Town?"