Spatial Farm Life: Raising My Kid, Abusing Scum, and Keeping Busy With Life Chapter 86

  Chapter 86 What exactly does it smell like?

  It is more reassuring for her to sell the things in her hands from the Wang family than in a dental store. After all, Wang Jiaru's character, plus her grandfather's, she is still willing to believe.

  Eat well at noon, so it will be lighter at night.

  Sweet potato porridge, a small dish, makes Mr. Wang feel pretty good, especially this sweet potato porridge. How long has it been since he drank it? He also thought it was delicious after drinking a bowl of it coldly.

  Early the next morning, she made them eat steak as promised.

  After Mr. Wang tasted the first bite, he didn't stop talking, and the children at home didn't argue with him. They didn't eat until he was full.

   This made him very embarrassed, and he didn't leave after eating, but sat and watched the children eat.

   "It's a pity, our Ming Dynasty protects the cows, otherwise I really want to get two cows and have a good meal. It's so delicious."

   "If you want to eat, you come here. Although I can't let you eat every day, it's okay to satisfy your craving once in a while."

  Looking at the delicious food of the children, although he was full, he was still drooling.

   "What's for lunch?"

  Qiao Mai is really speechless, just after eating breakfast, he was thinking about noon.

  She is also a little worried. She doesn't know how to make many styles. She is studying. What will she have for lunch? She checked the freezer mentally.

  There was nothing special in the freezer, so she looked for it on the shelf, and finally, her thoughts stopped on the snail powder.

  Hey, that's it!

  Seeing her in a daze, Mr. Wang thought she was thinking about the recipe, so he didn't bother her. After only a short while, Qiao Mai came back to his senses and smiled at him.

  Why do you feel a little bad? Feeling a little scared?

   "Old sir, can you eat food with a special taste?"

   "What does it taste like?"

   "The taste of sour bamboo shoots."

   "It should be possible. Bamboo shoots seem to be a southern dish."

   "Yes, I'll make a pot of rice noodles, can you eat it?"

   "Can you?" Even he said uncertainly.

   "Okay, then let's have snail noodles for lunch today."

  Mr. Wang heard the name and felt that it should be delicious, so he nodded happily, and even Yuan Jiaqi couldn't hold back his saliva.

  The children went to play contentedly after eating the meat. Yuan Jiaqi hugged Linger after eating, and Qiao Mai ate last.

  She only ate two pieces, and then she started busy making noodles for lunch.

  The soup ingredients inside are all in the packaging bag, all she needs to prepare is some accessories, delicious side dishes to put in the soup.

  For example, pig trotters, fried peanuts, fried bean curd sticks, fried eggs, sausages, etc.

   Although it is just a bowl of noodles, it is really troublesome to pay attention to.

  Linger is one year and one month old, and everyone coaxes her to walk in the yard, and reward her with a bite of cake after walking for a while.

  Mr. Wang liked this kind of atmosphere very much. He sat at the door, watching Qiao Mai tinkering, while turning his head to look at the children from time to time.

   "You guys are all good."

   "Yeah, otherwise I wouldn't adopt them, I'll only do it when it looks good."

   "How does the powder you make taste like?"

   "I think it's delicious, but I don't know if you can bear it."

   "What kind of smell is it?"

   "It smells stinky and tastes delicious."

  Mr. Wang grinned when he heard the word stinky, "If we can eat it, we will eat it. If we can't eat it, you can bring us something else to eat, and we will eat it on the way."

   "Of course it can be eaten. It has a hot and sour taste. I will make you a slightly spicy one today."

  It's finally noon. Qiao Mai, who prepared the ingredients, finally poured the soup from the packaging bag into the bowl. The taste, oh my god.

  Mr. Wang, who was sitting at the door, was choked out after taking a sip.

  He pinched his nose and said, "I said Mrs. Qiao, isn't this smell too unique?"

   "But it's delicious, trust me!"

  In order not to let the smell of snail powder suffocate the house, they set up a table in the yard.

  Qiao Mai uses large bowls for adults, and large bowls for children. The main reason is to allow the soup to soak in these ingredients, so that it tastes better.

   Bowls of noodles were brought to the table, and the children sat at the table holding their noses.

  Yuan Jiaqi pinched it in embarrassment, only Qiao Mai took a deep breath, not smelling it for a long time, I really miss it.

  No one dared to pick up the chopsticks to eat. Qiao Mai ignored them, picked up the chopsticks and ate the noodles directly.

   It's a joy to eat, and the first person who can't stand it is Mr. Wang.

  What are you afraid of, as long as it is delicious, Mrs. Qiao doesn't dislike it, so he has nothing to dislike.

   So he pinched his nose and ate a chopstick, then put down the hand that pinched his nose.

   "Eat it quickly, it's delicious, you will regret it if you don't eat it."

  The children started to move their chopsticks, and their eyes lit up as soon as they took a bite.

  Fried eggs, fried yuba, intestines and trotters, soaked in soup, not to mention how delicious it is.

  No one pinches their noses anymore, only Yuan Jiaqi, who pinches his nose with one hand and holds the child in the other.

   "You guys eat first, and then I will eat after watching the children?"

  Qiao Mai immediately hugged Linger over, seeing Xiao Linger pinching her nose like everyone else, she couldn't help laughing.

"Eat it, this smell is not that smell. The capers and bamboo shoots inside are very tender. I like fried eggs the most. It's spicy and refreshing. Eat it quickly. I will eat it next time. I don't know if I will eat it again." How long will it take?"

  Yuan Jiaqi put down his hand, took a bite, and found that it was really delicious.

  In the future, Ms. Qiao must eat whatever she says. As long as she says it is delicious, it must be delicious. Don't resist.

  Mr. Wang smiled, "Is there a recipe for this?"

   "Yes, it's just that people here can't accept the smell. If you open a shop like this, then other people's shops can't open around you, because it's too smelly."

   "Yes, next time we come, shall we still eat this?"

   "As long as you don't dislike me, do it. This is much easier than other things."

  The whole family ate snail powder in the courtyard, which caused misery to the neighbors. They all thought that the Qiao family was digging out shit.

   You can just dig out, what are you digging for at noon?

  The people in this area didn't have a good meal at noon.

   Mrs. Chen was cursing in the room, her son couldn't stand it anymore, and wanted to go to Qiao's house to see what was going on.

  So he found an excuse and knocked on the door of Qiao's house, "Mr. Yuan, this place has a strange smell, did it come from your house?"

   These words were already very reserved, the Yuan family laughed, Qiao Mai saw him and waved at him.

   "Hao'er, come and sit down. Auntie will cook a bowl of noodles for you. Try it."

  Chen Hao walked to the table, saw everyone's bowls, and suddenly realized that the strange smell came from the food in the bowls.

  He pinched his nose and said to himself, the Qiao family didn't dig out shit, they were making a kind of strange food.

  Qiao Mai cooked powder for him and put it on the table, "Eat it while it's hot, and it will be lumpy when it's cold."

   "Auntie, can this be eaten?"

   "Yes, did you see that they are all eating? Don't worry, I will guarantee you one bowl and two bowls."

  Chen Hao was not as hypocritical as them, he just put his hand down, picked up chopsticks and ate.

   Few people don't like the taste of snail powder. Once you taste it, the rest is to keep eating, eating, and eating.

  The neighbor on the right who was eating also came over. Once he entered the yard, saw what they were eating, and smelled the strong smell, he understood it.

   Mrs. Qiao made a new food again, and the one they ate had a stinky smell.

  Just as he was about to leave and go back, Qiao Mai held them back and told them to wait, insisting on letting them try.

   Sure enough, anyone who has eaten it will fall in love with this taste.

  They sniffed it carefully, and found that it was different from the smell of excrement. The former smelled fragrant, while the latter smelled really bad.

  After eating the stinky snail powder, everyone finally distinguished the two smells and accepted this delicacy.

  Mr. Wang was so happy, he held his stomach and laughed for a long time.

  After eating noodles, they helped to wash the dishes and clean up the house and yard before getting into the carriage waiting outside the door.

  Bringing a carriage of food prepared by Qiao Mai, he left the town and headed for the Acropolis.

  (end of this chapter)

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