"Xiaoxiao?"

Lin Rui was so excited that he didn't know what to say. He just looked at Lin Xiaoxiao.

Having guessed the result long ago, Lin Xiaoxiao asked him with a smile, "Is it delicious?"

This is even more delicious than pork. "Who told you this is edible?"

Lin Xiaoxiao was very satisfied with his expression, and she felt even more proud. "Let's eat first. I'll tell you after we're done. Don't worry, this is 100% edible."

Lin Xiaoxiao picked up a few and put them in the small milk bun bowl, "Milk bun, eat quickly."

Little Milk Bag couldn't help wanting to eat anymore, but he was more sensible and wanted his older siblings to eat first. Lin Rui ate it anyway, and when Lin Xiaoxiao said something, he couldn't hold back any longer and picked up his chopsticks to start eating.

"Sister, it's delicious. I've never eaten anything so delicious."

Most of the time when Lin Rui and Lin Feng cook, the two grown men just think that as long as the food is edible, they never think about how to make it delicious.

It's no exaggeration to say that this is the best thing he has ever eaten.

"That's a good flattery." She was very happy to hear it.

"Sister, I'm not flattering you, it's really delicious."

Little Milk Bao sucked out every piece of snail meat and absorbed all the fat on it cleanly, without wasting any of it.

Lin Xiaoxiao also ate with gusto. She could finish a snail in one go, and in a short while she had eaten more than a dozen snails.

Lin Rui was still a little skeptical at first, wondering if anything would happen if he ate it, but seeing how relishing the meal was, he couldn't help it and started eating without thinking twice.

The three of them didn't have time to talk, they just ate snails and potato balls.

At the end of the meal, Lin Rui ate up all the soup in the plate by soaking up the potato balls.

Looking at the table full of snail shells, Lin Rui had the urge to fish all the snails out of the river and put them on the table.

As soon as this thought came up, he suppressed it in an instant.

He sighed, "This is such a waste of lard."

The oil used in this meal can usually last for half a month. He felt so sorry for it!

Lin Xiaoxiao chuckled, "Second brother, the soy sauce is gone."

It's not just lard that's wasted.

Lin Rui: “…” He usually only puts a drop when cooking.

“There’s no more dried chili peppers.”

“…”

"Second brother, sister also poured the wine under your bed into it."

“…”

"Second brother..."

"Wait a minute..." Lin Rui took a deep breath and signaled Lin Xiaoxiao to wait for him to speak slowly. He was afraid that he could not bear it alone, so he held his breath.

It doesn’t matter if those condiments are gone, but the white wine is gone too. How is he going to explain this to his elder brother?

Lin Xiaoxiao acted coquettishly, "Second brother, we only eat these, there is nothing else."

"..."Isn't that enough? This meal emptied the kitchen. "If big brother comes back and asks about it, just say that I was allowed to drink this wine."

If I tell him I'm craving for cooking, my brother will probably be pissed to death.

Seeing that he was only thinking about protecting himself, Lin Xiaoxiao stopped teasing him and asked, "Second brother, do you think this can be sold?"

Lin Rui was stunned. "Sell it?"

"Yes." Lin Xiaoxiao nodded. "There are a lot of snails in the river. We just need to spend some money on seasoning and sell them in town for 30 or 50 cents a pound. Do you think anyone will buy them?"

It was 1983, and the price of meat was just over 90 cents per pound, so ordinary people couldn't afford to eat it.

Snail meat is half the price, it is also a meat dish, and it is cooked, so many people should be willing to buy it.

She calculated that even if she sold ten servings a day, at 30 cents per serving, she could make three yuan a day. After deducting the cost of seasonings, she would still make a profit of more than two yuan.

At the end of the month, that’s eighteen dollars.

This is equivalent to someone else's monthly salary.