Looking at Lin Yunchu's appearance just now, it seemed like he was doing it effortlessly, but why was the snail in his hand so sticky and small in size? It was too much effort!
Several people were complaining in their hearts, but when they saw Lin Yunchu watching them from the side, they couldn't say that they couldn't do the job.
There was really no other way, so they decided to go ahead and wash it.
Lin Yunchu looked at the embarrassed but persistent expressions of the few people, with a slight smile on his face, and seemed to be in a good mood.
"Okay, you see, there's a skill to washing snails."
Lin Yunchu didn't want to tease them anymore. It was getting late. If they didn't hurry up, they would not be able to eat before dark.
"Pinch the two ends with one hand and gently brush along the pointed tail to clean the mud and moss on the shell."
As Lin Yunchu spoke, he demonstrated to several people. As soon as he finished speaking, a snail was washed with a "pop".
A few people nodded blankly, seeming to understand but not quite, and tried to wash according to what Lin Yunchu had just said.
"Oh, it's really much better."
Lin Cuizhi followed the method Lin Yunchu had just said, and quickly seemed to have grasped the key points. She immediately smiled with joy.
"I've learned it too. No wonder it took me so much effort to wash it just now."
Zhao Chunxi on the side also screamed in surprise. It turned out that there were some tricks to washing snails. No wonder they saw Lin Yunchu washing them so smoothly just now.
As soon as it got into my hands, it was like a ball of needle and thread with a knot in it. The more anxious I was, the less clean it became. It turned out that I was not using the right method.
At this time, Lin Changting and Lin Changping seemed to have found the entrance to the mechanism, and the more they washed, the smoother it became.
The four of them scrubbed for almost half an hour and finally cleaned all the snails. Seeing that it was almost done, Lin Yunchu asked his eldest brother and cousin to clean the small fish in the bucket first.
Lin Cuizhi and Zhao Chunxi washed the fragrant leaves they had just picked from the back mountain.
Lin Yunchu stood up, went into the house to find a pair of scissors, squatted beside the wooden basin, and knocked off the tail tips of the snails that had just been cleaned.
"Yun Chu, what are you doing?"
Lin Cuizhi looked at it curiously. Even after cutting off the tip of the tail, no meat could be picked out. What was the purpose? It took a lot of effort to clean it.
Lin Yunchu lowered his head, without stopping the movement of his hands. He only curled his lips when he heard Lin Cuizhi's words. After he finished cutting the last snail in his hand, he responded:
"Cousin, this is to make it easier for the snails to absorb the flavor when you cook them later, and it will also be easier to suck out the meat when you eat it."
The snails in this small river are not easy to clean, and they can easily taste fishy if one step is not done properly.
After saying that, he took the processed snails into the kitchen. Zhao Chunxi had already lit a fire in the kitchen and the water in the pot was heated.
Lin Yunchu poured all the processed snails into the pot, added onions, ginger and cooking wine, and after the water boiled, he stirred it for a while, then took it out, put it in a basin, added clean water and washed it again.
After washing, pour it into a bamboo basket to drain the water.
At this time, clean the pot and heat it up.
Lin Yunchu walked to the wall of the kitchen and grabbed two handfuls of pickled bamboo shoots that he had pickled a few days ago from the jar. He calculated that they should be ready to eat.
After cleaning the sour bamboo shoots, pour them into the heated pot and stir-fry quickly to dry the moisture in the sour bamboo shoots.
Then he scooped a spoonful of oil and sprinkled it into the pot along with the fried bamboo shoots, added the chopped ginger, garlic and chili peppers, and with the "crackling" sound of the oil, the aroma in the pot began to emanate.
Lin Yunchu took the snails that had just been washed and drained and poured them into the pot. He quickly began to stir-fry them, then sprinkled in a spoonful of cooking wine. At this time, the aroma in the pot had become stronger.
Lin Changting and his companion, who were busy processing the small fish in the bucket in the yard, couldn't help but run into the kitchen and stared into the pot.
This is the pile of things that Yun Chu said were called snails that they just washed. It smells like this when cooked. This is amazing.
This doesn't smell like the scent of those hard-shelled things.
At this time, they saw the snails being stir-fried in the pot, wrapped in the sour taste of bamboo shoots and the spicy taste of chili peppers. The sizzling sound of oil was heard in their ears, and the two couldn't help swallowing their saliva.
"Brother, Brother Changping, this isn't ready yet. Wait a minute, let me put the fragrant leaves I picked today on it. That's when it will be fragrant."
Lin Yunchu smiled and raised his head, urging in a bad mood, "Hurry up and clean up the small fish. We need to fry them later. This side is almost done."
After hearing what Lin Yunchu said, the two came back to their senses, said yes repeatedly, nodded together, and then turned and ran back to the yard to continue cleaning up the remaining small fish.
When the snails in the pot are almost cooked, sprinkle in salt, pepper and other seasonings, stir-fry evenly to bring out the aroma of the sauce, then pour in cooking wine, scoop a ladle of water over the snails, cover with a lid and start simmering.
At this time, Lin Changting and the other person had already processed the small fish. Lin Cuizhi was also there when they fried the small fish last time, so she could help Lin Yunchu at this time.
With previous experience, this time it went smoothly. After frying half of the small fish, the snails on the other side were almost done stewing.
Lin Yunchu gave the job of frying the fish to Lin Cuizhi, and turned around to open the lid of the pot, mixed a small bowl of water starch, and sprinkled it into the pot.
Pour another spoonful of red oil and stir-fry evenly.
He stood up and took a handful of cleaned bay leaves, cut them into thin strips and sprinkled them into the pot, stirring quickly and evenly. He took the large bowl beside him, scooped up the cooked snails in the pot, and filled the large bowl.
The rich aroma of snails mixed with the unique fragrance of bay leaves filled the whole kitchen with tempting aroma, making people unable to help but swallow their saliva.
"Yun Chu, I didn't expect these snails to be so delicious after cooking. I didn't even have the energy to light the fire."
Zhao Chunxi, who was making a fire, raised her head and sniffed the snails that were cooked in front of her. If she had known that these snails were edible, she would have gone down to the river to pick them up.
This thing looks like it has no meat at all. I really can't understand how Lin Yunchu can make it so delicious. It's even more delicious than meat.
She had never been so embarrassed in her life. She was drooling just watching the food. If there was no one in the kitchen, she would have started eating long ago.
"Of course not. I think the freshly fried fish don't smell that good. Yun Chu, the snails you made are too tempting."
Lin Cuizhi also kept looking at the snails in the bowl, and had to restrain herself and be careful with the small fish being fried in the pan, for fear that she would be too distracted and burn them.
Lin Yunchu brought out the cooked snails and asked his two elder brothers to cut a few bamboo sticks so that they would be convenient to use when eating the snails later.
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