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He Jing closed the door a little late and Liao Hongmei noticed it. She glanced at the door and asked her, "Did you see anyone coming out from next door?"

Xu Zhaodi mentioned before that now that Zhou Cuihong knew how to make pickled beans, she would definitely want to know how to pickle eggs.

At the moment, she couldn't eavesdrop. After Mrs. Qing and the others returned, they would definitely find a way to find out.

"Is it Zhou Cuihong?" Liao Hongmei asked.

He Jing shook her head and denied it, "It was Liu Xiangqiao."

When mentioning her, He Jing recalled what Liu Xiangqiao said by the river last time, and what she learned about Liu Xiangqiao's experience from Shi Chunlan and others.

He Jing didn’t know what to say. Everyone has their own choices. What kind of life you have now was determined in the past.

"I don't know what to do, maybe go out." He Jing didn't care about letting others know how she made the pickled eggs.

Even if I don't tell you, other people will know it.

It's no secret.

Seeing that she had no interest, Liao Hongmei did not bring it up, but instead talked about the dragon boat race she saw in the town today, "Next year our production team will also participate, but I don't know if we can make it to the finals."

"You should also come with us to take a look. It's quite lively." Liao Hongmei said.

Xu Zhaodi came over and asked curiously, "What are you talking about?"

"Jingjing, what are we having for dinner tonight?" We had already had meat and snails for lunch. In the evening, there would be some wild crabs picked up from the mountain stream, as well as a little bit of snails and clams at home.

Just pick up whatever is available.

Xu Zhaodi thought that mountain crabs were useless. After frying them with oil and salt, they were just for flavor and there was nothing interesting about them.

"Fried eggs?" He Jing hadn't made up her mind yet. The pork had already been eaten, and the mountain crabs would probably just be cooked into soup.

There aren't many snails left, but the clams can be used to make steamed eggs.

If it's all eggs.

He Jing suddenly thought of the crab dish. She tilted her head and thought for a while, then pointed her index finger at her chin. "How about making a crab dish?"

"what?"

"what?"

The children happened to hear this. They put down the vegetable leaves in their hands, ran over and chased He Jing to ask.

"Aunt, what is a crab?"

"Do you want to eat crabs?"

"Is it tasty?"

The children asked question after question, not allowing He Jing to speak.

Seeing this, Xu Zhaodi pulled one of them with each hand and asked them to separate. Then she looked at He Jing and asked, "Do we have to use wild crabs to make the crab race?"

"I only have these few wild crabs at home. Can I cook it?" Xu Zhaodi thought about the few wild crabs she picked up in the mountain stream. Even if she cut them apart, there wasn't much meat on them.

How to do this crab racing?

Xu Zhaodi imagined it in her mind, but still couldn't come up with a clear answer.

"Actually, crabs are not used in crab cooking, eggs are used instead." He Jing narrowed her eyes and answered with a slight smile.

When the children heard this, they exclaimed, their eyes widened, and their mouths opened. They were all very curious, shocked, and waiting seriously for what would happen next.

Seeing that they were all interested, He Jing simply pulled them to sit on the steps and told them how to do the crab-sculpting.

"How should I tell you?" He Jing sat down, and several children followed suit.

Liao Hongmei and Xu Zhaodi looked at each other and thought that there was still time, so they squatted aside and listened carefully to the crab-racing method.

"Do you know what hairy crabs are?" He Jing asked.

The children didn't know, they had only seen small crabs in the ditches in the fields and mountain crabs in the mountain streams.

"Aunt, what do hairy crabs look like?" Jinbao asked.

"It's really big." He Jing gestured and said, "In our country, there are many places that specialize in breeding hairy crabs."

"Among them, the hairy crabs from Yangzhou are the most famous. October is the best season to eat hairy crabs."

"At this time, there is yellow paste inside the hairy crabs." He Jing said while looking at the children, "This yellow paste is crab roe."

"The roe of the female crab is so rich and oily, and the crab paste is sticky. It's so satisfying that you can't stop eating it."

"The male crab has a unique white crab paste that is rich in flavor, fat but not greasy, and full of freshness and fragrance. You will be addicted to it after just one bite."

Not only the children were envious after hearing this, but the adults were also envious.

Xu Zhaodi said, "We rarely have hairy crabs here."

In the village, the most common animals are river fish and small clams, which can be used to make soup.

But it is difficult to eat hairy crabs.

"Aunt, what does this have to do with eggs?" Miaomiao felt greedy after hearing that, but she did not forget that the crab was made of eggs.

After the little girl spoke, everyone else reacted.

He Jing smiled and continued, "Don't you think the crab paste is very similar to eggs?"

"A mixture of white and yellow." He Jing explained briefly.

The children imagined it and nodded, "Yes."

"But can the taste of crabs be compared with that of eggs?" Liao Hongmei felt that she had no idea what the person who cooked this dish was thinking.

Eggs are eggs and crabs are crabs.

How can an egg compare to a crab?

He Jing can understand Liao Hongmei's idea, "Crabs are high-protein foods. Some people are allergic to protein and cannot eat crabs."

“So someone came up with this approach.”

"Of course, this is also a legend. Some people couldn't afford crabs in the past, so they thought crabs were similar to eggs, so they tried to cook it. The taste was similar to crabs, and it was cheaper than crabs, so the saying "it's better than crabs" came about."

Talking about cooking is like telling a story. The children were addicted to listening and kept pestering He Jing to continue.

But He Jing stopped, "I'll just tell you one story today, and tomorrow..."

Seeing how they were all looking forward to it, He Jing touched the top of their heads one by one and said, "We'll continue tomorrow."

"One story a day?" Jinbao asked.

He Jing nodded seriously, "Of course, when did I ever break my promise?"

After getting the guarantee, the children were very happy and cheered one by one.

Liao Hongmei shook her head repeatedly, "You are all making trouble. If you don't listen, there will be no stories to listen to."

Although he said that, he still looked doting on them.

Xu Zhaodi stopped them and said, "Now that we have finished listening to the story, you still have to continue feeding your rabbits."

"There is also pig grass, which has been cut. We have to feed the pigs tomorrow." Xu Zhaodi reminded them.

"Okay." The four children dispersed.

He Jing looked at it and shook her head helplessly, "It's still the eldest and second sister-in-law who have a solution."

The children are very lively and cute.

But He Jing didn't know how to get along with them. This point made He Jing so worried that she didn't know what to do.

"You just can't bear to scold them." Liao Hongmei said, "The children are very tough."

"If they don't listen, I'll scold them. If they still don't listen, I'll beat them with sticks or stew pork with rattan. That's it." Liao Hongmei said.

Xu Zhaodi agreed, "In our production team, there was no child who had not been beaten."

"Rattan sticks and bamboo whips are the most convenient for fighting." Even a feather duster won't work. If you hit them too hard, the feathers will fall off, which is really painful.