Chapter 716 I'll go get a pot of wine

Shu Yu carried the bucket directly to the riverbank and washed the snails many times. Only when the water was clear enough did she bring them back with satisfaction.

Sanya and Dahu couldn't help when they were cutting snails, so now they're scrambling to start the fire.

Da Hu, being the older brother, very considerately gave up his seat and went to peel garlic and wash the ingredients himself.

Yesterday, Shu Yu had Fang Xiyue pick a large bunch of perilla leaves, which Da Hu then took out to wash.

Shuyu decided to make two flavors. Since her two children are young, she was hesitant to give them anything too spicy. She would just add a tiny bit of mild chili peppers to enhance the flavor, just like when she made spicy rabbit last time.

She couldn't help but laugh when she saw Sanya peeking out from behind the stove every now and then. She decided to make stir-fried snails with soy sauce first.

After the pan was heated, I poured in the oil.

Stir-fried snails are actually quite simple, Shu Yu said to Sanya while adding the seasonings, "Try it first, and if you like it, we'll make it again next time. But there's a very important thing about stir-fried snails: they have to be cooked thoroughly. If they're not cooked through, there might be parasites inside..."

They wouldn't understand if I said parasites, and it really affects their appetite.

Shu Yu put it another way, "Many things will make you sick if you eat them undercooked, and snails are no exception. Also, if they're not cooked properly, you can't suck out the snail meat inside."

The group listened and nodded, and soon a fragrant aroma wafted out.

Shu Yu added wine and perilla leaves, and the old lady standing to the side brightened up. She sighed, "I used to think that snails didn't taste good, but now I understand. No matter what kind of food it is, if you're reluctant to add these things, it won't taste good."

Who would add alcohol and oil to a little bit of meat that won't fill them up?

Shu Yu smiled. The stir-fried snails were ready. She asked the old lady to bring a large plate, put the snails on the table, and then called the two children over.

"Wash your hands first, eat first, then we can continue."

"Second sister, let's finish cooking everything before we eat," Da Hu suggested.

Shu Yu shook her head. "This stuff doesn't taste good when it's cold."

The two little ones exchanged a glance, quickly ran to wash their hands, and came back to gather around the snails, inhaling deeply, "They smell so good!"

"Try it, try sucking one first. If you can't suck it out, then we'll use a toothpick."

In order to eat these snails, Shu Yu specially asked Fang's father to make a pair of toothpicks.

Mr. Fang is much better now. Although he can get out of bed, he is still not suitable for manual labor. However, he can easily sharpen toothpicks while leaning against the headboard, and Shu Yu paid him with three eggs.

Mr. Fang couldn't refuse, so he worked extra hard when sharpening toothpicks, making them fine and neat, without a single splinter.

Da Hu and San Ya had never eaten it before and didn't quite understand it. It wasn't until the old lady ate two that they excitedly went to get some.

The two children's eyes lit up immediately.

After eating and drinking her fill, Shu Yu started cooking the second pot. This time she cooked a lot, and she took it directly to the estate in a large soup bowl.

As soon as he stepped through the gate, Wang Changdong sniffed, "What is that? It smells so good?"

"Snail." Shu Yu carried the net into the main room, placed the large bowl on the table, and as soon as the lid was opened, the rich aroma became even more pronounced and overpowering.

Wang Changdong was very curious, "It looks delicious."

Shu Yu, "Want to try some?"

Wang Changdong ate one, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly said, "I'll go get a pot of wine."

(End of this chapter)