Chapter two hundred and eleven winter snails
"Is it profitable to print pirated copies?" Zhou Zhi asked unconsciously.
"What is piracy?"
"pirate edition."
Hell, Wei Yi actually understood when he said this, and then he was surprised: "You even know this phrase? You can do it!"
This made Gu Zuo Zuo talk about him, and Zhou Zhi couldn't help but continue to tease the young lady and ask her how much money she made by reprinting "The Thorn Birds".
What he was even more confused about was why Mr. Qiao appeared at the young lady's dining table, ah no, at the desk.
"Mr. Qiao is going to take the exam for Beiwai." Wei Yi said happily, "I'm also preparing to take the postgraduate entrance exam, also for Beiwai."
"Wait!" Zhou Zhi finally seemed to have discovered something: "Who started first?"
"Who started it?" Wei Yi was stunned.
Then he suddenly reacted and picked up the broom: "Ah, elbow, you are so bad now! How can you have such a heart-warming idea!"
Zhou Zhi started to turn around and run: "Sister, what did I say? You're going to hit me! I just found out today... it's none of my business..."
Wei Yi gritted his teeth from behind: "It's wrong for you to think so of Master Qiao and me! We're going to fight! Stop!"
At this time, Wei Fei and his parents also appeared at the playground. Seeing this scene, Wei's father couldn't help but said, "Sister, what are you doing! Stop it!"
The small glasses under Wei Fei's glasses shone with satisfaction: "It's finally my turn to look..."
The siblings had a fuss before they finally sat down to talk in detail again.
Zhou Zhi finally understood how insidious Mr. Qiao was. This guy might have made a plan the first time he met Miss Wei Yi, and then he started to make plans for thousands of miles, starting from the time he sent the luggage on board the ship during the winter vacation.
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Look at Miss Wei Yi who is carefully introducing the instructional books to Mr. Qiao, and Wei's father and mother who are busy killing chickens. They are completely unaware of this.
Forget it, Zhou Zhi found an extra copy net beside the wall: "Hey, what is that for?"
"That's for catching leaves. A lot of leaves fell in front of the fish pond outside." Wei Fei's mother said.
"Let's go and have some fun."
"Hey, there's no wind now. We have to wait until the wind blows all the leaves to the side of the pond before we can fish them..."
"Mom, just let them go. They don't want to fish for leaves, they just want to play with the net."
The net was very fine. Zhou Zhi, Yang and Wei Fei, three people came to the outlet of the big pond. Zhou Zhi lowered the net into the water, and then scraped it up along the cement embankment: "Guess, is it possible?"
"What's wrong?" Wei Fei didn't understand.
Too lazy to pay attention to this nerd: "Monk, what do you think?"
"There must be a lot of them here. How about I go down to the ditch over there and pick them up?"
"Well, there must be a lot of them there. You can go and get a pair of boots from Airplane Dad, and bring a basin over by the way."
As he said that, he dragged the net up and shook out seven or eight snails from it: "Hahahaha, something happened. I quickly called Master Qiao over and said that I had promised my sister during the summer vacation, but I haven't done it yet.
She eats it!”
After a while, Wu Qiaomu was staring at a big plastic footbath and running down: "I'll come, I'll come!"
There is no custom of eating snails in Jiachuan, so there are many snails in this pond, some of which are quite big.
Zhou Zhi was also under the dark lights. He used to come here just to swim and catch snails, and he never regarded catching snails as a specialized business.
I have never thought that there are so many piles of these things under the old drainage ditch that they can be picked up randomly.
In addition, with Mr. Qiao as a person who can do any little thing brilliantly, Zhou Zhi and Wei Fei's lazy trawling style of work is much more rewarding than Wu Qiaomu and Yang He's chicken pecking rice style diligence.
It's almost gone a long way.
But all in all, it’s a big pot full of arguments.
Wei Fei's parents didn't know that there were so many snails near the pond at the door, so they couldn't help but be surprised: "Why are there so many, how can we deal with them?!"
The snails needed to spit out mud, so Zhou Zhi picked out all the big snails, washed the small snails, and mixed them with lettuce oil in shallow water to make it easier for them to spit out mud.
The remaining big ones are easy to deal with. Just boil a large pot of water, add ginger, green onion, and peppercorns. Boil it and pour in the snails to scald them to death. Then take them out and crack them open with a hammer and stone to get the meat.
While doing this work, the happiest thing was the chickens and ducks raised by Wei Fei's mother. In a blink of an eye, a large group of chickens and ducks gathered around a few people.
In addition to being rich in protein, snail shells can also supplement calcium and help digestion of chickens and ducks. This is a very high-quality feed.
A snail looks very big, but in fact it only has a little bit of meat, and even less after it is blanched. For a large pot of large field snails, the final snail meat you get is only two big bowls.
This effort was not small, and Wei Fei's mother shook her head when she saw it, and she finally understood why the Jiachuan people didn't eat this stuff.
Unexpectedly, the big snails were easy to deal with, but the small snails were even more troublesome.
The vegetable oil accelerated the spitting of mud by the small field snails, and after washing them twice more, Zhou Zhi felt that they were almost done, so he asked Wei Fei to find pliers and clamp the tails of the snails.
When handling it, Zhou Zhi started to show off his knowledge again: "This snail, the female snail will eat herself very fat after giving birth to her young. Therefore, before giving birth to young snails, the male ones taste better than the female ones. After giving birth to young snails, the female ones will
It tastes better than the male one.”
Mr. Qiao was stunned: "This thing can still see the male and female? How?"
Zhou Zhi said: "In fact, you can roughly distinguish male and female animals by their colors and the protrusions on their bodies..."
Then there was a violent shudder on the head. Wei Yi's face turned red and he was furious: "Elbow, are you talking nonsense again?!"
Zhou Zhi felt very aggrieved: "Among the amphibian frogs, the males have warts above their eyes, and the males of fish have gill spikes on their gill covers."
"For molluscs like field snails, just look at the antennae. The female's left and right antennae are the same size and extend forward; the male's right antennae is thicker and shorter than the left antennae, and the end curves inward to the right. These are protrusions... ah
Sister, why did you hit me just now?!"
Only then did Wei Yi realize that he wanted to be dirty, but he would never admit it. He spat and threw the snail in his hand into the basin: "It's really a waste of time and effort. I'll go read a book."
Wu Qiaomu also threw the snail into the basin: "Yes, a moment's worth of money, learning is important."
Zhou Zhi was immediately dumbfounded. This allusion can be used indiscriminately? Why is a spring night worth a thousand pieces of gold in one moment? To describe learning, every inch of time is worth an inch of gold!
It's true that the words are from the heart, that is, the bullying old Wang family can't understand!!! Otherwise, Uncle Wang's legs would have been broken!
I can't stop being angry with my adopted brother, forget it, cooking is important.
It's winter, and it's not as fun as making it in summer. Zhou Zhi thinks it's better to make braised snails.
The seasoning is pickled ginger, chili pepper, black bean paste, a little bean paste, chili oil, red chili pepper, green chili pepper, chili pepper, green onion, ginger and minced garlic.
First add a large amount of oil, stir-fry the pickled ginger, chili pepper, black bean paste, and bean paste until fragrant. Add water, cooking wine, and thirteen-spice powder. After adjusting the marinade, add the snails and stir-fry for five minutes. Then cover the pot and turn it over.
Simmer over low heat.
Chapter completed!