However, Ye Cheng is quite strange. How could he have changed so much all of a sudden? Before, he would always hide far away from me when he saw me, and he was terrified.
Now, I look at myself the same way I look at an ordinary person.
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Once they were a distance away, Xiao Hu caught up and asked, "Brother, is that all you're going to say? The village chief definitely won't do anything to them."
"Nonsense, of course I know. It was the village chief who ordered them to do it. How could he possibly punish them? At most, he would just give them a scolding and that would be the end of it."
"Then what are you doing?"
"I've disgusted them, and now I'm leaving. I feel much better. Time to go home, eat, and sleep."
With nothing to do during the day, Ye Cheng went to his older brother's house to play with his little nephew, Dou Dou. The child now seems very affectionate towards Ye Cheng because Ye Cheng buys him food.
"Acheng, stop buying him all these snacks. He won't eat his meals anymore," Jiang Yunxiang said reproachfully.
"Kids will eat now, when will they? When they get older and their health indicators aren't good, they won't be able to eat anymore."
"Yes, Uncle, I like to eat chocolate," DouDou said in her sweet, childlike voice.
"Okay, your second uncle will buy you Dove chocolates next time."
"Dove? Is that a foreign brand?"
"Mmm, it's a foreign brand, it smells so good, every bite is full of fragrance."
Jiang Yunxiang shook her head helplessly. Her second uncle had changed too quickly, so quickly that it was hard to believe.
"Acheng, why don't you have lunch here before you go back? You're all alone and no one will cook for you."
"I'll go back to eat, sister-in-law. What other dishes do you have? I'll get some to take back with me."
Jiang Yunxiang said that, but Ye Cheng felt embarrassed. After all, she was his sister-in-law, an outsider. He was afraid that the villagers would gossip if his elder brother wasn't around.
Jiang Yunxiang tried to persuade him to stay a few more times, and in the end, Ye Cheng took some pickled cabbage from Jiang Yunxiang's jar to take back with him. This stuff keeps for a long time and goes well with rice.
With money and nothing else to do, Ye Cheng rode his bike to the market near the dock and bought some meat, dried tofu, and even a piece of large intestine.
Intestines used to be eaten by poor people, but their value has increased over time.
A bowl of braised pork intestine noodles costs at least 28 yuan, and it's not even worth that much.
It's alright now; Ye Cheng only spent 6 yuan on this small amount of pork intestines.
The large intestine is quite troublesome to process because it contains a lot of oil.
Some people like to eat food with oil in it, thinking that it tastes better with oil.
But Ye Cheng didn't like that; he wanted to clean it before eating.
After returning home, Ye Cheng first turned the large intestine over slightly, then poured water into it. Under the influence of gravity, the entire large intestine smoothly turned over, revealing the fat inside.
This thing had to be torn off little by little. Ye Cheng carefully cleaned the large intestine, then turned it inside out and rubbed it with cornstarch to remove the mucus from the surface.
Ye Cheng cut the large intestine into pieces and started heating the oil in the wok.
There are many ways to eat pork intestines, but they can be categorized into two types: one is to stir-fry them raw, and the other is to cook them first and then braise or stir-fry them.
Stir-fried pork intestines were Ye Cheng's favorite dish in his previous life. Their chewy texture was unmatched by any other dish, especially when paired with pickled cabbage—it was absolutely delicious.
Heat the oil to over 80% of its maximum temperature. The oil in the pan has already started to smoke. Ye Cheng scooped a spoonful of raw oil, stirred the fatty intestines, and then put them into the pan.
With a whoosh, a burst of oil erupted in the wok, and the large intestine curled up. Ye Cheng counted to eight, then took the large intestine out of the wok.
Braised pork intestines for 8 seconds – this is the best time to cook them, but the oil temperature must be high.
The rest is simple: stir-fry the deep-fried pork intestines with pickled cabbage, add some chili powder, thicken with cornstarch, and lay the rolled pork intestines on the bottom of the pot, shimmering with a golden sheen.
cooked rice!
A bottle of beer, a bowl of rice, and a plate of pork intestines—this is the life to be happy with.
In the end, Ye Cheng even mixed the broth from the pork intestines with rice and ate it. It was delicious, nothing else to say about it. The pork intestines were crunchy, and the unique texture was something that nothing else could replace.
After lunch, Ye Cheng spent the afternoon tidying up the yard. The vegetable planting area on the left was almost done, and he planned to buy some vegetables to plant. As for the fish pond over there, he would leave it for now and wait.
After dinner, Ye Cheng played on his phone for a while and then lay down.
At 9 p.m., Ye Cheng's phone alarm rang. He sat up in bed, looked at the dark night sky outside, and thought, "Since you guys finished beachcombing during the day, I'll switch to the night."
Ye Cheng took his things and brought a large flashlight, even though there was moonlight at night, it wasn't bright enough.
At 9 p.m., most of the villagers were already asleep, and those who were still awake were either squatting at home watching TV or something. Even Li the Cripple had closed his door.
Ye Cheng walked to Xiao Hu's window and knocked three times. This was the secret code he and Xiao Hu had always agreed on; they used to do this when they were doing bad things.
"Brother? Is that you?" Xiao Hu asked in a low voice.
"Yeah, let's go out and go beachcombing."
Upon hearing about beachcombing, Xiao Hu jumped up, opened the window, and said excitedly, "Brother, I thought you weren't going today."
"Aren't you just waiting to starve? Hurry up and come out, and keep your voice down."
Xiao Hu was already very familiar with this nighttime routine, and he slipped out in less than two minutes, having already grabbed his things.
"Let's go, let's see what this tide brings tonight."
The two walked under the moonlight, and the occasional chirping of insects came from the roadside grass. Indeed, only in the countryside could one hear such sounds of nature.
There was no one on the beach; it was too late. Even if there were people catching the evening rush, they would usually be back by 8 pm.
Later generations of livestreamers were different; as long as they had money, they could work all night.
Ye Cheng had no intention of going to other people's areas to go beachcombing. He had just complained to the village chief today, which made the village chief uncomfortable. If he were to cross the line now, the village chief would probably take the opportunity to make trouble for him.
The two men, carrying large flashlights, went down to the beach.
As soon as Ye Cheng went downstairs, he saw a crab sneak out, look around, and then try to run away again.
It's thinking too much to run away. Ye Cheng stepped on it and pinned it down. He'd see what kind of creature it was before making any decisions.
I initially thought it was a stone crab, but when I picked it up and looked at it, it wasn't.
This crab is smaller than the mud crab I caught yesterday, and its claws are different from those of the mud crab. The mud crab's claws are fuller and rounder, while this crab's claws are long and thin.
Its eight legs are quite thin, and its whole body is shaped like a shuttle; this is a swimming crab.
There are many varieties of swimming crabs, the most common being the blue swimming crab, the red-spotted swimming crab, the orchid crab, and the red flower crab.
Among them, the swimming crab has the most ordinary appearance. The red-spotted swimming crab has three eye-like dots on its back. The blue crab has blue claws and legs. The red flower crab has patterns on its shell.
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