Travel back to ancient times and open a Sichuan restaurant

Chapter 226

In the morning, the third brother went to the river and got a basin of snails. He cut off the butts of the snails and placed them under the eaves to spit sand on them all morning.

As soon as Zhong Ruyi saw the snails, she wanted to eat snail noodles. After she returned home with the green vegetables and cucumbers given by Chen's mother, she started to prepare to make snail noodles.

It just so happened that there was a bundle of rice noodles among the miscellaneous things Chen Dongzhi brought back to her last time, so she didn't have to make it again.

I asked my family members early on whether they wanted to eat it, and they all said they had no objection. Although they had never eaten it, they chose to trust Zhong Ruyi's craftsmanship.

After the snails were cleaned of all the dirt, they were stir-fried with spices, then cooked with water, pork bones and chicken racks. When she came back, it had been cooked for nearly four hours.

We have black fungus and pickled bamboo shoots at home. As soon as we open the jar of kimchi, the sour smell hits us. However, snail noodles without pickled bamboo shoots are soulless.

The rice noodles have been soaked in advance and can be directly put into the prepared broth.

I found a big bowl, beat ten eggs in it, put them in a frying pan, and they came out fried eggs full of bubbles.

Everyone in the family can eat spicy food. Except for Tiedan, who only had a few drops of chili oil in his bowl, everyone else's bowl was filled with a spoonful.

"Third brother! Come and help me take it out."

Zhong Laosan was teasing Tiedan in the yard. The kid was naked, so he deliberately reached out and patted his butt.

Tiedan was so angry that he opened his mouth and was about to cry. He quickly ran into the kitchen and said, "I'm coming! What's that smell? Why does it feel weird?"

Zhong Ruyi rolled her eyes and said, "This is the taste of sour bamboo shoots. If you don't like it, I'll make you a bowl of noodles."

"No, that won't work. I love whatever you cook." Zhong Laosan brought out two bowls of snail noodles with a grin.

Jiang Rong had already taken out two bowls when he came in. Jiang Yun also wanted to come in to help, but he was a step too slow, and the bowls of snail noodles had already been taken out.

Seeing her standing there, not knowing what to do, Zhong Ruyi gave her a pair of chopsticks and a spoon, "Here, help me take it out."

Now she was happy and her steps became lighter.

The whole family sat around the table. Father Zhong picked up his chopsticks first. After the snail noodles were served, the others were a little hesitant to move, but when they saw that their father had already picked up his chopsticks, they started eating too.

Li Guihua was a little puzzled. "Why does it smell sour but taste so good? The noodles are chewy! The soup is delicious too!"

Zhong Ruyi took a bite of the snail rice noodle to satisfy her craving before she could talk. "If it doesn't have this flavor, it won't taste good. In fact, it smells bad because it has sour bamboo shoots in it. But if it doesn't have sour bamboo shoots, it won't taste like this."

Everyone at the table was eating with their heads down. Mr. Zhong liked spicy food so much that he went to the kitchen to get another spoonful of chili sauce.

Just as I was eating, someone suddenly knocked on the door, "Guihua? Yuniang? Are you there?"

Zhong Ruyi was sitting outside. When she heard the sound, she went to open the door. It was Aunt Zhao.

She smiled and asked, "Auntie, have you eaten yet? If not, come to my house and eat."

Aunt Zhao looked into the yard, waved her hand and said, "I'm full, but the wind blew a smell from somewhere, as if something had gone bad, so I came to take a look."

Zhong Ruyi stepped aside to let her in, "We are still eating. The thing you said was spoiled should be the rice noodles we are eating now. That's the taste. It's not spoiled."

"What?" Aunt Zhao looked surprised. "I thought it smelled like pickled cabbage. I thought your pickled cabbage jar was uncovered."

Her family had just finished their meal and were sitting in the yard to enjoy the cool air when Fang Niang suddenly asked her if she smelled anything, like sauerkraut or something gone bad.

"Mom, could it be that the jar of sauerkraut at Aunt Zhong's house is not covered? The smell is too strong." Zhao Fangniang wrinkled her nose, waved her hand twice, and went back to her room to take a nap.

She was worried, so she came over to check, but she found that the man was not just uncovered in the sauerkraut jar, but was eating lunch.

Aunt Zhao glanced at the noodles in everyone's hands. Seeing how deliciously they were eating them, she couldn't help swallowing.

"Auntie, would you like to have a bowl? Try my cooking skills." Zhong Ruyi of course noticed it and invited her.

It looked really delicious, but I was already full and couldn’t eat any more.

She was very conflicted, and Aunt Zhao's daughter-in-law came over when she saw her mother-in-law hadn't come back for a long time. She saw her mother-in-law holding a bowl and sitting with the Zhong family eating noodles.

"...Mom, didn't you just come here after having a full meal at home?" Aunt Zhao's daughter-in-law asked hesitantly. Could it be that she didn't have enough to eat at home, so she came to the Zhong's house to eat?

Aunt Zhao's face turned red. She didn't know what happened just now. She obviously wanted to refuse, but she steadily took the bowl handed to her by Zhong Ruyi, picked up the chopsticks and sat down to eat together. As she started eating, she forgot what she came here for.

Zhong Ruyi helped explain a few words, and Aunt Zhao quickly finished the noodles and soup, wiped her mouth, and put down the bowl. "Ruyi, come to my house when you have time. I will fry some fish for you."

"Okay." Zhong Ruyi responded with a smile and sent the two out.

Everyone in the family had a bowl, except for the third and eldest brothers who didn't eat enough and ordered half a bowl. Everyone else had their bellies full.

Mr. Zhong made tea right after he finished eating. He drank the scalding hot tea and almost got blisters on his mouth. "Is this rice noodle made of rice?"

"Yes, it's made of rice. Isn't it delicious?" It's chewy and smooth, chewy and delicate.

The broth that I simmered all morning was delicious, salty and fragrant, and the sour bamboo shoots were sour, spicy, tasty and crispy, but I still smelled like that after eating it.

"Aunt, I want to boil some hot water to take a bath. I smell like a stinky fish." Cuicui raised her sleeves and smelled it.

Zhong Ruyi looked at her and said, "Then why didn't you say it smelled bad when you were eating just now? I saw that you ate quite a lot."

Cuicui just laughed.

Li Guihua wouldn't let her go and boil water for a bath. "Why take a bath in the middle of the day? Isn't it enough to wait until the evening? If you move now, you'll sweat again, and the bath will be in vain."

Tiedan just ate noodles without wearing any clothes, so there is no smell on his body. Now he is patting his belly for fun.

Li Guihua slapped his hand away and scolded him, "You slap your stomach right after eating. I wonder how you'll cry to me when your stomach hurts later!"

When Tiedan heard that patting the stomach would cause stomachache, he patted it even harder.

Tiedan was beaten right after he finished his meal. After the beating, he started crying and was taken away to take a nap.

Jiang Yun didn’t like to take a nap at noon, so she went out to play with Cuicui. She and Xiaozhu also became good friends. Whenever they returned to the village, they would play together.

Jiang Yunze and Zhong Ruyi went back to their room to take a nap.

The yard was quiet. The sun at noon was strong enough to melt the skin on a person's body.

The grape vines and cherry seedlings that had been planted for several months had already sprouted new buds. A gust of wind blew, and the new buds climbed up another section along with the wind.