Scholar's Sweetheart

Around you'clock, the sun is slanting to the west, and the yard is just cool.

All the materials to be used tomorrow have been washed clean. Aunt he and the village women who sell vegetables come over. "I'm so sorry, Xintong. Xiaxiang's family is discussing business and has been forgetting the time. I don't think about it until several sisters in law have brought the vegetables. I can't help Huaihua. I've made you busy this afternoon."

"It's nothing. It's not a big deal." Aunt Xie just looked up at her, then buried herself in dealing with the snail in her hand, and quickly took the scissors to cut off the tail of the snail.

He Er aunts exquisite person, guess she may have some dissatisfaction, but seriously everyone's face is not much to say what, just to song Xintong introduced, "these aunts are these days to send you food, are honest and diligent, they grow good food, wash well."

After a pause, she said, "aunt he, they are too busy in the afternoon, so they have to ask them to send it to you."

Song Xintong wiped his hands on his apron. "Aunts, if you come into the room, I'll weigh it for you."

"Good, good." These aunts are good people.

After weighing, song Xintong readily paid the money according to the previous decision, "several aunts, in a few days, can you send it at another time?"

Song Xintong thought for a moment, "you can send it from Chenshi in the morning to three minutes after midnight."

Several people nodded.

One of them anxiously asked: "is it because I don't accept it when I send it at other times?"

"Yes, I'm afraid I'm not at home. I should be at home in the afternoon, but it's not sure. If I can't deliver it in the daytime, I can deliver it in the evening. I must be at home in the evening." Song Xintong explained.

"If there is no one in my family, you can't wait to send it to mother-in-law Qiu's house. It's only a big bend from here." Song Xintong added.

Several people breathed a sigh of relief, "well, we'll try to send it to you as soon as possible."

Song Xintong nodded, "it doesn't matter. I'm just afraid I'm not at home. I'll give you aunts a trip in vain."

"What's the matter? It's not far away anyway."

"Can you still take bean curd and bean sprouts? I heard he's daughter-in-law say they don't have time for bean sprouts, so I asked. I'll have bean sprouts, too. " A woman with white washed clothes asked shyly.

Song Xintong took a look at her clean hands and nodded: "yes." Then he and other ladies said: "as long as they don't coincide with the dishes you send, other dishes can also be sent."

The reason why song Xintong said this was that he was worried that more of the same kind would be given away, and the variety would be less.

"It's natural. Don't worry, song girl." Several aunts nodded.

Seeing that these people were really honest and reasonable, song Xintong nodded his head with satisfaction and gave them some advice: "if the dishes you sent are almost finished, and other families have them, you can send them instead. Don't stick to one."

"Well, thank you, Song family girl." Before they came here, they were afraid that the girl of Song family was as fierce and fierce as the one from outside. They didn't think that she was gentle and soft, which made people feel very comfortable.

So they left happily.

Aunt he, who also helped to cut the tail of the snail, couldn't help asking, "Xintong, what's this for?"

"Try the taste and see if it can be served as a dish." Song Xintong did not hide, said directly.

"Sister, how delicious is it?" Squatting on the edge of the wooden shed, the twins with pine needles hanging lobsters couldn't help asking.

Song Xintong laughed, "I haven't done it yet. I don't know if it's delicious. It should be delicious." After that, he said to Aunt he ER and aunt Xie, "wait a minute, I'll make these two dishes. Later, auntie, you'll all take some back and let the family have a taste of them to see if it's appropriate to make wine and vegetables with them."

"Yes." Aunt he answered immediately.

Song Xintong went back to the barn and prepared a large bowl of onion, ginger, garlic and other seasonings. He also took out the sun dried fruit of Cornus officinalis, smashed it all, cut it into small pieces, and set it aside.

"Sister, I'll help you burn the fire." Dabao ran over to sit in front of the court hall and kept stuffing fire into it.

"Sister, I'll watch for you, too." Xiaobao tiptoed and looked at the pot. In fact, they wanted to know what the lobster would look like. Can they really eat it? Do they get tongue pinched when they eat it?

Song Xintong didn't know their psychological activities. Seeing that the iron pot was boiling hot, he quickly poured vegetable oil. When the oil temperature was high, he directly put in more than half of green onion, ginger and garlic. Then he poured in some spices such as Cornus officinalis, Zanthoxylum bungeanum and star anise. After stir frying a few times, he put a lot of salt and Cornus sauce.

After that, he poured four or five Jin first. In a short time, the lobster that was still alive was scalded to death, and then he poured five Jin again. After it died, he poured all the remaining five Jin again.

She was supposed to burn to death, but she burned a big pot, so she was too lazy to do it.

After that, he added the bought wine, rice vinegar, sugar and other seasonings, then continued to stir fry a few times, added more than half of the pot water, and finally covered the pot.

After a series of work, song Xintong looked back and saw two stunned brothers, "what's the matter? Scared? "

"Sister, they were not so red before. Why did they become so red?" Xiao Bao is full of doubts.

Because of astaxanthin.

But song Xintong naturally would not say that to them. He just said casually, "they are afraid of scalding. Just like you, if they are scalded by hot water, their hands will be red."

They nodded together, showing the same expression.

"Will the snail be red?" Dabao looked at Aunt Xie cleaning most of the snail coming in from the back end, and couldn't help asking.

"They are not afraid." Song Xintong looked at the snails in the basin and washed them very clean. If the river was sandy, he might have to sing for a day or two.

Song Xintong burned the small pot again and made another spicy snail according to the previous steps. Finally, he poured in water to submerge the snail and boiled it with the lid open.

When the water on the snail side is almost cooked, the lobster side will be better.

Both sides are out of the pot together.

Song Xintong used two big soup pots to load the lobster out, while the snail was only three or four Jin, which was divided into three big bowls.

"This... The color of lobster is really beautiful. It's red and gorgeous. It's more beautiful than the clouds in the West." Aunt he was so excited that she couldn't speak. She smelled the fragrance and swallowed her saliva. "It's so fragrant."

"I smelled a lot of fishy smell when I washed it just now. How can I make it without any smell now?" Aunt he said again.

Song Xintong did not say with a smile, "how about a quick taste?" Song Xintong simply taught several people how to eat lobsters and snails.

He Er aunts and Xie aunts two people eat into the mouth, eyes are bright, "men must like to eat this wine, do not have to take back to ask."

Song Xintong smiles and hands the peeled lobster to his two younger brothers, "is it delicious?"

The hungry twins opened their red lips and nodded: "delicious, I still want to eat."

"Xintong, your craft is really wonderful. It's delicious." Aunt Xie said again.

Song Xintong is a little embarrassed to smile, these are her home practices, and the real chef can't compare, also thank aunt they are willing to hold their own show.

Song Xintong loaded more than half of the lobster for them respectively, "two aunts, you take it home and have a taste. If the family has any opinions, please tell me."

"I'm sure they can't stop eating." Aunt he went home happily with two bowls.

#####When another case solving essay is finished, I will try my best to write this farming essay. At that time, I will be able to write more farming essays every day. I hope that those who read the essay will collect more messages and so on. Only when I see more people can I write vigorously. If no one reads it, I have no motivation to stick to it~