MTL - Alien Snack Bar-Chapter 2 Anal iron man

Qin Fei did not wear gloves, did not dare to grab it by hand, he went to pick up the root stick and poke into the water.

The lobster that glory and glory can withstand this anger, throwing out the big pliers and smashing the intruder.

When Qin Fei lifted the stick, the crayfish were still reluctant to let go and easily entered the back of Qin Fei.

After catching more than a dozen fat crayfish, Qin Fei was full of achievements.

Unexpectedly, at this time, suddenly there was a burst of drink: "Who, what are you doing in my field?"

A dark-skinned old man, his trousers and sleeves were stretched to the old height, and he ran to Qin Fei.

"Sorry, old man, I grab some crawfish." Qin Fei has a feeling of being a guilty conscience, and stealing is not to sue.

When the old man heard it, it was not destroying his own rice. Those crawfish were completely useless, and the breeding season also destroyed the growth of rice.

I can't help but wonder: "Why are you so big, catching crawfish?"

After all, in the old man's cognition, the children in the village will catch some crawfish.

"Crawfish can eat." As he spoke, Qin Fei swallowed his throat and waited for the first pot. He had to taste it first.

The old man showed mercy, the ducks didn't like to eat this crawfish, can people eat? It seems that it is a difficult day, just thinking about eating crawfish.

"Come, I will help you." The old man is also warm-hearted, open the rice and go directly to the middle of the paddy field, where the crayfish are the most fat.

After a while, the back was filled with crayfish, Qin Fei said that it could not be installed, and the old man also stuffed a few inside.

A rough estimate, at least sixty pounds.

"Thank you for the old man." Qin Fei pondered, counted six hundred texts for the old man.

Ten yuan a pound, such a big crayfish, Qin Fei is definitely not a loss.

The old man dared to pick it up and waved his hand again and again. Qin Fei smiled and said: "I am making snacks. After processing these crawfish, you can sell a good price. You will accept it."

"In the future, I may not have time to come and catch it. You can send the crawfish to my store or accept it at this price."

The old man secretly screams, the people in the city are really weird, they will eat crawfish, half a push, the old man will be afraid to accept the money.

According to the current economic level, farmers grow vegetables and raise chickens. The income of one month is up to three or five hundred. It is not expected that the pests in the field can sell six hundred texts, and the old man is happy to blow up.

I thought that this was a road to getting rich in the whole village. The old man was so excited that he couldn’t help himself. When he opened his throat, he would call out everyone to catch the shrimp. Qin Fei quickly stopped: "Old Zhang, my shop may not consume too many crawfish at present. It is enough to send 50 pounds tomorrow. If it is sold well, I will add additional orders."

Although Qin Fei is full of confidence in the sales of crayfish, he is busy with one person and one shop. The crayfish will die for a long time, not fresh.

Thanks to the grateful eyes of the old man, Qin Fei returned to the outside bar snack shop on Beimen Road with his crayfish.

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Although it was just at noon, it was a big project to clean the crayfish of 50 to 60 pounds. It is impossible to catch up with the night market.

"System, can you peel the shrimp for me?" Qin Fei.

"Yes, each pays a working fee of three pennies." The system is really the owner of a person who does not spit.

"When I didn't say it." Qin Fei turned his eyes and thought, waiting for himself to make money, but also to ask a pretty little girl to be a clerk, and occasionally accidentally touched a small hand, hehe...

The more I wanted to be more motivated, Qin Fei went to the next-door shop to buy a steamed buns. After three, five, and two, I started to deal with crayfish.

First of all, the crayfish should be rinsed clean. Qin Fei took a brush and focused on the crayfish's abdomen. This little thing felt itchy, and the big pliers waved it, but it was not caught.

Then the scissors go to the cockroach, which is the dirtiest part of the crayfish, which is easy to hide the parasites.

Finally, go to the shrimp line, pull the scale in the middle of the crayfish tail, slowly pull out, do not force too much, the whole shrimp line can be completely removed.

The natural environment of Xuanwu Continent has not been polluted by industry. These crayfish have good meat quality and almost no smell, but they are filled with fragrance.

Qin Fei originally had systematic crayfish cooking skills. Now, when you get started, the speed is faster and faster. It may be because these crayfish are handled very well. Basically, you can handle one in two to three seconds.

This process seems boring, actually immersed in it, quite interesting, waiting for Qin Fei to finish the sixty pounds of crayfish, Yunjiang County has long been the sun, the Hua Deng first.

Qin Fei had a stiff body, but looking at a bowl of treated shrimp, it was quite satisfying. Now that the stomach is hungry, I will reward myself with the first spicy crayfish.

Qin Fei picked twenty of the most fat, but before the start of frying, he had to refine the secret spicy sauce.

If you are in China, you can buy ready-made bean paste, but there is no outside world. Qin Fei is equipped with raw materials and refines himself.

First burn a pot of rapeseed oil, and pour the red pepper into it when the oil temperature is between the hands and the hands.

Nourishing and slipping, the oil pan rolled, capsaicin was precipitated by rapeseed oil, and a pot of red oil was first seen, like a girl's lips.

Then, Qin Fei poured the oysters of the minced meat into it. This is something he specially considered. There is no MSG chicken in the outside world, and it is necessary to use raw materials such as oysters for freshening.

Sprinkle some star anise, fragrant leaves, cinnamon, sesame, etc., and then simmer for a while, a pot of fragrant hot sauce will be released.

Qin Fei took a chopstick and tasted it. It was so hot and spicy that it was fragrant and strong enough!

Then enter the theme, cooking spicy crayfish!

Wash the pot first, then pour the oil again. When the oil surface is blue, put the crayfish into it.

The white waves rolled, and the crayfish's original brownish-red shell gradually became bright red, with a ruby ​​luster.

After the crayfish is almost crispy, pick up the colander and let it drain.

Wash the pot again, a spoonful of clean oil, the onion **** and garlic segments, the pepper spice bursts, then cray the crayfish back to the pan.

Shrimp is red, green onion is green, **** is yellow, and all kinds of fried ingredients echo each other, just like the abstract oil paintings of the Renaissance.

When Qin Fei poured a spoonful of secret hot sauce into the pot, it was like giving this abstract painting soul, all the elements came alive.

By the way, because there is no range hood, Qin Fei is cooking at the door of the store.

The North Gate Road in Yunjiang County is a food street. At this point, the shops are not enough to cook, and there is a smell of smoke everywhere.

The old man only knows what it is, and he knows which store is good at cooking.

But today's taste has a unique aroma.

If you compare the food aromas of other shops to thousands of horses, this special aroma is like a strategizing general. No matter how ever the battlefield is, it does not move.

"Which is this cooking?"

"I can't smell it, I don't know what it is!"

"Look at it?"

"it is good."

The old guys only feel that they are prosperous, and they are looking for incense. They are far from seeing the signs of the snack bars in the outer world. It is quite strange and interesting.

But when I saw the ingredients of Qin Fei cooking, the old ladies got a goose bump.

I thought it was the taste of the mountains and the sea, so that I couldn’t discern it. The result was the crawfish in the farmland!

This crayfish is like a crab. It is not a crab. It is not a shrimp. It is not something that people eat. The old brows are frowning and afraid to try. They eventually went to a restaurant they knew.

After Qin Fei fried the crayfish, he poured a pot and poured the soup, and finally he could eat it.

He supported a small bench and a small bench at the entrance of the store.

One or two crayfish soup was full, Qin Fei took a little more force, and began to burst, quickly took a sip in his mouth.

Spicy and fragrant, like a person dancing on the tip of the tongue.

Then there is the main event, the left hand holds the shrimp head, the right hand licks the shrimp tail, and the clever force makes the crystal shrimp yellow and the white and tender shrimp together.

Qin Fei put the shrimp in the mouth.

Gently chew, the shrimp meat, the seal of the juice as if the dam broke out like a levee, filling the entire mouth!

Oh, it’s too late to chew, and the delicious food has slipped into the stomach, leaving only the lingering fragrance.

Qin Fei looked satisfied, hard all day, eating all such crayfish all the fatigue disappeared, continue to peel the second.

It’s amazing to see the diners who passed by, and they all watched a few times. Some people eat crawfish.

And the sale and smell of spicy crayfish is good. Now there is Qin Fei’s appearance. The expression of ecstasy feels like eating spring medicine. Well, some people ask: “The boss, the crawfish is so delicious. How? How to sell?"

Qin Fei mouth peeled off only the crayfish, simply can not care to talk, vaguely said: "Eight one ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ one or two crayfish, eight articles are absolutely virginity.

The diners are all frowning, the crayfish are big, but there are few places to eat. If you want to eat at least 20 starts, it is one hundred and sixty.

If you go to a cooking restaurant, three dishes and one soup are enough.

"The north of the farmland is full of this stuff, the ducks are too lazy to eat, you sell eight money, why not grab it?" Some people are dissatisfied.

"Then you grab yourself home to do it, what else do you eat?" Qin Fei was unable to vomit and continued to peel the shrimp. Every time he snorted, everyone followed and swallowed.

"I am starving to death, jumping from here, will not eat you a crawfish!" A diners were furious and screamed.

Qin Fei didn't pay any attention to it, but some people couldn't help it. This is a little fat man. He said, "Boss, give me five to try."

It is said that this little fat man, named Prince, has a very rich family, and Wang’s business is less.

Today, he is about a few friends and friends. He is going to go to the brothel to drink flowers and wine. As a result, his friends have not come, and Qin Fei’s spicy crayfish is tickle, so he wants to taste a rare one. Pen talks.

Qin Fei has already eaten 20 crayfish. As a snack, this is a solution. It is impossible to eat.

Now that the business is on the door, Qin Fei does not delay, re-opening the fire and frying shrimp.

In the middle of the way, he asked: "This guest, my family's secret spicy sauce is a bit fierce, can you eat spicy?"

The prince section was squatting on the little horse, and he laughed: "In the lower nickname Yunjiang County, an iron man, even asked if I can eat spicy, can be made, or else I look down on me!"

Qin Fei was relieved, dug a big shovel, and the flame in the wok rushed.