Sour stench wafted from the living room, and I pinched my nose and opened the window. The summer wind hula rushed in.
I inhaled heavily, a bit exaggerated.
The snail powder hovered in the corner of the living room and walked through each room with ease.
Wu'er cooked the snail powder by himself and ate it wildly, sucking and sucking, and couldn't help but praise. I hid in my room, flipping through the books and smelling sour.
The disgusted orchid finger was pointing at the fingers, then thinking of stinky tofu and durian, then imagining lianyi, and then trying to shake his head, driving away the imagination like a mosquito fly.
From boiling snail powder to eating to washing and brushing, Wu'er's self-reliance was unobstructed, and I was hiding, and I was a little confused about myself hiding.
It smells stinky and baked and it tastes delicious!
Later, unable to resist the shaking, I promised to try it. Still cooked by Wu'er, I still cover my nose, I am particularly disgusted before eating, strong pressure is disliked, and I try to eat a small bowl in the sour and spicy strange smell, which feels okay, but refuses to wash the dishes.
The first time I heard about snail powder, I was very interested. Because I like all the powder in the world.
As a special snack in Liuzhou, Guangxi, snail powder has its own uniqueness, and like many famous snacks, it has been selected into the list of intangible cultural heritage. Therefore, snail powder is like snowflakes, flying and falling everywhere, of course, we will have snail powder shop in Linxia, but I have not patronized, from the children's praise and time to want to eat small talk, let the snail powder have a little cognition, and stinky tofu, began to accept slowly.
From online inquiries, it is known that snail powder first appeared in the late 1970s, although the history is relatively short, and rice noodles have a long heritage in Liuzhou, and the historical and cultural development trajectory of Liuzhou is a history of collecting edible snails. Chinese archaeologists have found a large number of snail shell accumulations at sites such as the White Lotus Cave and the Carp Mouth of Dalongtan. About 20,000 years ago, the 'Liujiang people' who lived in the White Lotus Cave began to catch snails to eat and learned to use fire, and now the ruins of the White Lotus Cave still leave the remains of the primitive people 'burning stone snails' at that time.
As a Great Northwestern, I have little interest in the origin of the divergent snail powder, and I do not have much concept of its unverified origin, but I understand the strong complexes that almost every legend has- "snail complex" and "rice flour complex".
In addition to fresh, sour, refreshing and hot snail powder, the spicy taste is also its unique feature, of course, the impressive is its sour smell. In the spicy and sour rice noodles, ingredients such as sour shoots, peanuts, fried rotten bamboo, yellow cauliflower, and dried radish make its taste different from spicy and hot, perhaps because of its snail soup, so that diners or gourmets and people like me can eat it.
Wu'er didn't know if he had eaten snail powder in Nanjing, but he didn't have time to eat or forget a piece of snail powder when he was at home, which made a certain meal on a certain day become hip-hop and interesting.
The husband said that lately he had eaten nothing fragrant and tasteless. I was a little disbelieving at first, smiled dumbly, and counted on my mind. In order to impress him and feel the aroma, I found the bag of snail powder in the locker.
I boiled the bag of snail powder with my nose pinched, and then pinched my nose and brought it to my husband's eyes, and swallowed a bowl of hula in one breath.
Now when I think back to my husband's expression, I can't help but smile, he overflows the sour smell at home, frowns, looks east and west, stares at his bull's eye-like big eyes, asks what smell, how sour and sour! I smiled, pinched my nose and said snail powder, similar to stinky tofu. Fu likes to eat stinky tofu, so for snail powder, I think he will like it.
Oh, sour and sour, not the same as stinky tofu stink! Husband's words were concise and to the point.
The sour smell was spreading everywhere, and the two of us were feasting on it while commenting, saying that it smelled sour and tasted delicious. I took the opportunity to ask him if he felt the taste? Does it taste good? Then sneak a smile.
He glanced at me and said strong, directly smelly, sour and sour!
The powder and ingredients were under the stomach, and I ate it so well that I couldn't drink the soup, so I had to dump it. Then, in a look of disgust, I cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, thinking about how to deal with the gossamer-like sour smell.
All the windows were open, letting the wind sweep through every corner, but the sour smell remained, and the security door was opened, allowing the wind to go on a complete rampage.
The wind spared no effort, and the room immediately had a coolness, but the sour smell remained, very stubborn.
The door was open, the windows were wide open, the flowers and grass were breathing sour in the wind, and I stood in the doorway flipping through my phone, and in a very strange picture, everything about snail powder was the protagonist.
My husband praised me for standing in the doorway, and it turned out that he understood that I was guarding the rats, afraid that the rats would sneak in. Everyone hates rats, and I'm no exception. In fact, it is not so much that I am afraid of rats sneaking into the house to make trouble, but that I am afraid of rats, not general fear, but the fear that can make me jump or escape with a few arrows. Pingsuri I spoke like a bell, loud and atmospheric, seemingly powerful, and timid wind horses and cattle, but when I saw the spider snake and mouse, I immediately changed into a human being, and I had no scruples about any situation, and the expression of the chest was very thorough.
Husband praised me, eating snail powder to become a little smarter, but a little stupid, why stand, you can move a chair to sit! I was stunned, frequently praised and knowledgeable, and sighed at my stupidity.
The sour smell was still there, the wind seemed tired, it didn't feel so hard, and it let the air freshener come into battle, but it wasn't long before the sour smell remained. I took out the killer, osmanthus perfume, and sprayed it around, feeling a little relieved.
Osmanthus perfume was bought in Guangxi more than ten years ago and has always been on hold. Like the fragrance of osmanthus flowers, let it meet the sour smell of snail powder, happy and unhappy are the edge of snail powder and osmanthus perfume, everything changes and does not change, all go with nature!
A bowl of sour and smelly snail powder, let the husband's sense of taste return to the past, causing him to want to eat stinky tofu droplets, but also let the osmanthus perfume surface, recalling that year's trip to the southwest...
Put your pen aside and let the thoughts continue in a bowl of sour and sour snail powder...
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Li Ping, pen name LengZi and Mozha, chief reporter, member of the Chinese Writers Association, member of the Gansu Critics Association, vice chairman of the Gansu Branch of the Western Prose Literature Association, and vice chairman of the Linxia Prefecture Writers Association. He has published 11 collections of works, and his anthologies and single works have won the Dunhuang Literature and Art Award of Gansu Province, the Yellow River Literature Award, the "Dongli Cup" National Sun Li Prose Award, the First National Popular Prose Award, the First Flower Literature and Art Award of Linxia Prefecture; the prose poems have won the first, second, and third prizes in the essay contest; and the news works have won the Gansu Provincial Good News Award and other awards.