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If we talk about a small stove, we have to turn on a small stove. Yu Fei poured beer on the snails in the big pot, covered them, and then started to mess with the small pot of snails for Young Marshal Lu.

He prepared a lot of ingredients, just a big bowl of chili and pepper that Tong Ling gave him.

Of course, Young Marshal Lu didn't realize the seriousness of the problem, he thought these were just common seasonings.

An An sat on the bench peeling garlic steadily, her mouth still not idle: "Speaking of which, your grapes should grow up this year, so give me some more then."

After such a long period of gestation, the vines that had suffered from the fire not only returned to their previous state, but also outperformed by a lot.

Some of the fast-growing ones are already showing signs of blooming, and Yu Fei also moved in a box of bees early.

While pouring oil into the pot, Yu Fei said, "Why don't we share more with you?"

After turning over a few aniseed ingredients in the pot, Yu Fei poured the rest of the snails into the pot with a crash, and then a flame burst out.

Yu Fei unhurriedly picked up the pot and put it down a few times. As the snails and sauce fused together, the fire in the pot was extinguished. Only then did he put the pot on the fire.

"Fuck~ You poisoned me?"

Young Marshal Lu's voice came from afar, and Yu Fei glanced back, he had already left the gazebo, shouting filial piety to this side from a distance.

Yu Fei glanced at him suspiciously, and then at the snails in the pot.

"Is it so exaggerated?"

After the snails in the small pot were covered by beer and the pot lid, Young Marshal Lu slowly walked back to the gazebo.

"I asked you to add some ingredients to me, but didn't ask you to poison me, good guy, this stuff can kill people just by smelling it, so why do you eat it?" Young Marshal Lu said angrily.

Yu Fei, who was seasoning the snails in the cauldron, grinned and said, "Didn't you say that the chef at the homestay can't satisfy you? So I can only prepare some ingredients."

"These peppers and prickly ash are all obtained from Sichuan and Sichuan by Tongling. They taste absolutely authentic, and don't you just eat that kind of flavor when eating snails. If the taste is light, it won't taste good."

Young Marshal Lu blinked his eyes twice, pointed to the cauldron and asked, "Then why don't you put some ingredients in your cauldron?"

"There are children in the family. They have light tastes and can't eat such strong flavors, so I put a little less." Yu Fei said as a matter of course.

"then you……"

"If you have nothing to do, just tidy up the pile of firewood. I'm still busy here, and I don't have time to argue with you."

"...Get lost~ I couldn't bear to look at it with great difficulty, you have to mention it to me... I really want to thank you!"

"You're welcome~"

"..."

Yu Fei continued to season the snails in a happy mood, while Young Marshal Lu sorted out the messy pile of firewood resignedly.

"Uncle Fei~"

"Uncle~"

"Here we come~"

There was a loud noise, and a group of children rushed into the farm, and they precisely found Yu Fei under the gazebo.

"Uncle~ These are the snails we grilled, I'll give you some."

As Pippi spoke, he poured out half of the snails from the small bucket he was carrying, and the other children also took out some from various containers and put them into the big basin. …

Soon, the big basin that had been cleaned and slipped was half full again.

These are the snails they picked up in the homemade cart basket they used for Fei. Yu Fei just asked them to return them after they used up, because he wanted to take advantage of this season to pick up a few more times.

The snails are so alive, they can live for a long time in a water basin, and they can spit out the sand in their stomachs more cleanly.

What he didn't expect was that these children were quite generous, and they divided up half of the picked snails.

Yu Fei was not polite to them either, he readily accepted the snails, but he gave each child a bowl full of ready-made snails for them to take home to eat.

Regardless of whether he washed his hands or not, Pippi picked up a snail and muttered a few times, his eyes lit up immediately.

Taking out the snails from his mouth, he asked Fei expectantly, "Uncle, will you pick the snails tomorrow?"

Yu Fei laughed and said, "Want to eat tomorrow?"

"Mmmmmmm~"

At this time, as long as the children who had tasted the taste nodded their heads vigorously, Yu Fei thought about it for a while, and there would be nothing wrong with it tomorrow, so he said to them: "I will pick the eggshells tomorrow. When the time comes, don't eat the eggshells when you bring them over." Let's go home together."

A group of children rushed out of the farm, but when they left, they took nothing but the bowl of snails in their hands.

They also put the half of the snails on the farm, claiming that they were part of tomorrow.

After watching this scene from beginning to end, Young Marshal Lu pouted at Fei and said, "You say I'm a capitalist all day long, but I think you are the biggest capitalist, so you exchanged a bowl of ready-made snails for a big pot."

Yu Fei didn't bother to explain to him: "You know what a fart."

A large pot of snails was divided among the children, and half of them remained. Yu Fei took the prepared lunch box and filled a lot from it.

"Your pot is almost ready. You watch the fire, and you can eat it when the fire goes out. I'll go back to the village, and you'll talk about it later."

Originally, Young Marshal Lu wanted to say a few words about him, but he didn't know what he thought of, so he waved his hand and said, "I see, this little thing can't trouble me."

As soon as Yu Fei got on his motorcycle, Young Marshal Lu poked his head out of the gazebo and shouted, "Would you like beer? I'll send someone to bring some."

Nodding his head to signal him, Yu Fei rode his motorcycle to the village.

When they got back to the new house, Guoguo and Xiaoyingzi had been waiting at the door early, and when they saw Yu Fei, they immediately went up to greet him.

"Where's the fried snail? I haven't eaten it for a long time." Guoguo looked like a greedy cat.

"Here it is."

Yu Fei took out the lunch box from the sidecar and handed it over. Guoguo took it and unscrewed the lid, smelled it and said, "It's made by grandma..."

Xiaoyingzi quickly covered her mouth and looked at the door.

Seeing this, Guoguo also reacted, looked in the direction of the gate and breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's a good thing grandma didn't hear her, or she should be sad."

Yu Fei smiled and rubbed the heads of the two of them: "Hurry up and take it back to the house to eat."

Yu Fei smelled the aroma of the steamed buns that his mother had just steamed today at the gate of the courtyard.

"Mom, do you have any burnt buns? Leave some burnt buns for me to eat."...

The mother's figure appeared at the door of the kitchen: "If you dare to break off the burnt bun again, I won't break your fingers."

Yu Fei smiled awkwardly, breaking buns is a tradition in their family, with older brothers and sisters taking the lead, naturally he, the younger brother, cannot be left behind.

The mother's figure retreated to the kitchen, and Shi Fang's figure appeared, she stuck out her tongue at him and silently touched it a few times, shaking the burnt bun in her hand as if showing off.

Yu Fei curled his lips at it, this will make you proud first, and then we will see how the two little girls are greedy for you.

Sure enough, after all the food was served on the table, Shi Fang's eyes never left the plate of fried snails, and Guoguo and Xiaoyingzi ate both sides, enjoying themselves.

But even if Yu Fei only put a small amount of pepper, it still made the two little girls hiss.

It was so spicy that I couldn't bear it, so I took two bites of steamed buns, and then continued to slurp the snails.

"It's okay to eat a few less, let's eat."

As soon as the mother spoke, Shi Fang raised her eyebrows immediately. Seeing the mother's hand stretched out, the movements of the two little girls obviously accelerated a lot.

Yu Fei grinned, he didn't want to watch the good show now, he found a bag to pack a few buns with burnt buns and went back to the farm.

"Drink less wine at night." His mother pretended to warn him a few more times.

"Well, just have some beer."

Yu Fei didn't intend to hide it, he put his hand into the bag and wanted to break a bun and eat it first, but was slapped on the wrist by his mother.

"Just break the steamed buns and eat them!"

Grinning, Yu Feiyang lifted the bag in his hand and said, "I'll go back to the farm first, Young Marshal Lu is still waiting there."

"Suck ~"

"Sigh~"

"Ha~"

The three mothers ignored him, they were all busy fighting for the snails.

When Yu Fei returned to the farm, he broke off a burnt bun. This stuff should not be kept for a long time, as it will lose its taste when it becomes soft.

Kacha Kacha gnawed on the burnt buns, and Yu Fei walked slowly towards the gazebo. It was already dark, and the lights in the farm stretched his shadow very long.

Yu Fei also gestured a few times under the streetlight in a childlike manner, feeling very happy.

"Why did you come back? I finished that pot of snails." Young Marshal Lu poked his head out and said.

Hearing his words, and looking at his expression, Yu Fei's heart skipped a beat, this guy must have done nothing good.

Rushing into the gazebo, Yu Fei roared filial piety after a while: "You mixed your snails with mine?!"