The city where Muxiu later lived was relatively humid, so people like to eat chili peppers, which helped to remove dampness. Moreover, chili peppers can reduce the demand for salt, help reduce daily salt intake and lower blood pressure. Therefore, most of the people here are spicy and not happy, and only a few people will not eat spicy.

"You really have everything you bring." Mr. Pan joked.

"Hahaha, I'm going to eat cucumbers and radishes raw, but I saw that these two dishes are both meat dishes and a bit greasy, so I made two vegetarian dishes, which would make it more refreshing." Mu Xiu held the basin, put the vegetables in, and took them out to wash them.

"Auntie, please help me peel more garlic and green onions."

"no problem."

Aunt Pan used a stove in the house, which burned honeycomb coal. There was a hole under the stove. On weekdays, there was a round lid to hold it in order to leave a gap. The stove could be burned slowly. If you want to boil water and cook, you can remove the cover. The fire in the stove would burn vigorously, clean and convenient.

Mu Xiu used to want to build such a stove in the room, and then install a ventilation pipe to discharge all the carbon dioxide out of the house. In winter, the house is also warm, but in the end, it gave up because the honeycomb coal is not easy to make and the price is expensive.

After the preparations were done, Mu Xiu heated the pot, poured oil, poured the cut peppers into the pot first, then poured the onion, ginger and garlic. Suddenly, a spicy fragrance erupted directly. Aunt Pan was not careful for a moment, and was choked, and covered her nose and went out to cough.

Mu Xiu poured the cucumber in, stir-fry for a few times, then poured in a little vinegar, stir-fry for a while, put the pot on the plate, and the cucumbers were ready.

By the same method, stir-frying peppers with red and white radish is also done, and both dishes are easier to cook.

After these two vegetarian dishes were finished, Mu Xiu then cut the beef pieces cut by Aunt Pan into thin strips and stir-fry them, and stir-fry the small celery beef strips on peppers.

Finally, I pinched the shrimps and made a soup with seaweed, eggs and cabbage.

Mu Xiu placed a few dishes on the tables and chairs in the yard. Aunt Pan rubbed her red nose and went to serve the rice, and also brought it up one by one.

"Little girl, your chili is so irritating." Aunt Pan sat down and said with lingering fear.

"It's just to be spicy, not spicy or delicious." Mr. Pan couldn't hold back since he smelled the fragrance. He picked up the chopsticks and twisted the beef with one chopstick. It turned out that he loved to eat meat.

When the beef was in the mouth, Mr. Pan narrowed his eyes, chewed it, and swallowed it, "Hey, the taste is very good, but why does it not taste as spicy as it smells."

Mu Xiu raised the corner of her mouth, and she didn't say anything, so she picked up the chopsticks and started eating slowly.

After Uncle Pan picked up a few chopsticks, a sudden sting of sensation rushed up from his throat. It was a long-lost hot feeling.

"Spicy, spicy." Mr. Pan said, while eating a few bites of rice and drinking a small bowl of soup, which stopped the spicy feeling.

Mu Xiu had long expected this, and this is the case with the chili pepper. At first, I didn’t feel spicy, but I would feel spicy after taking a few bites.

"It's delicious, so delicious, it's this taste." Uncle Pan finally stopped the spicy taste and couldn't help but eat it. At this moment, he had experience picking up a chopstick of head dishes, eating a few bites of rice, and then drinking a sip of soup. For a moment, the yard was filled with the sound of Uncle Pan's sucking sound. The more he ate, the more he wanted to eat it.

The same is true for Aunt Pan, but she can eat almost half a bowl of rice with a bite of food.

Mu Xiu smiled with a pursed lips. The pepper was so gentle compared to the capsaicin she had eaten before. In her previous life, there was devilish spicy food everywhere. She cried at the beginning and could eat ten strings in her last breath. Now, there is no problem with eating this pure natural and unextracted pepper.

Uncle Pan had already added another bowl of rice. He didn't like to eat radish. He ate too much in the early years and became disgusted when he saw radish. However, he still picked up a chopped radish for Mu Xiu's face.

After Uncle Pan stuffed the radish into his mouth and chewed it for a while, his eyes immediately lit up, and the chopsticks began to speed up.

"The radish is so delicious, delicious, so delicious!" Mr. Pan now only knows how to use the word "delicious".

"Miss, how do you make these radishes? They are sweet and spicy." Aunt Pan likes to eat these fried radishes.

"It was fried like usual, but I changed the chili peppers, and when stir-frying, I added two spoons of sugar to the radish." Mu Xiu's best-known dish is this dish of fried shredded radish.

"No wonder, it turns out that the sugar was added, no wonder the taste was different." Aunt Pan nodded repeatedly.

Perhaps because the meal was right, the three of them finished the whole pot of rice and put down the rice bowl. Mr. Pan felt satisfied and burped his bulging belly.

"On weekdays, we steam more rice at noon, and at night, we eat fried rice with eggs. Today, we eat all the evening meal."

Mu Xiu was still surprised just now, how could the two men make such a big pot of rice? Only after hearing Aunt Pan's words did I understand.

"This little girl is really good at cooking." Uncle Pan did not forget to praise Mu Xiu.

"Uncle, the ingredients I use are just different, so how good you praise me." Mu Xiu was a little ashamed.

While the two of them were talking, Aunt Pan quickly brought all the rice bowls to the water tank. Soon she finished washing, wiped her hands, walked over to Muxiu, and asked, "Miss, what good things have you brought this time."

Mu Xiu stood up, walked into the kitchen, took the basket over, and began to take out the things from it and put them on the table.

"This is ten kilograms of honey." Mu Xiu took out a small bucket and opened it. It was filled with honey with a turquoise luster.

Aunt Pan approached, smelled it, and couldn't help but say, "It's so sweet."

Mu Xiu also likes to soak honey water on weekdays, but in her last life there was too much fake honey on the market, so she had to go back to the mountains. The villagers would leave some real honey for her. Mu Xiu was originally going to make three pounds for Aunt Pan, but she spent the money yesterday. Now she urgently needed money, so she couldn't bear to leave.

"This honey is so precious and it's not easy to make." Mu Xiu said, and continued to take out two small jars.

Inside are the snails that she had just filled with bottles of cans yesterday. One jar is the snails of drunken mud snails and the other is the spicy snails. There are two types of snails, one grows by the river, collectively called snails, and the other grows in the rice field, which is called mud snails.

Many people like to eat this thing. Generally, many people will catch it around the Qingming Festival. If you don’t live in the countryside all year round, it’s hard to find this if you want to eat it.
Chapter completed!