After humming a song all the way back to the yard, Cen Jiahua couldn't wait to urge Chen Yang to start getting snails and eels.

"I said Brother Jiahua, don't be so anxious. At least let me take a break and take a breath." Chen Yang said with a smile while putting down today's spoils.

"Come on, I don't know how tired you are." Cen Jiahua used his feet to push away the "Doudou" surrounding his feet, and walked into the kitchen to find a large basin.

Chen Yang poured the local snails he picked up into it, then sprinkled with a handful of salt, and then poured it into clean water.

"After putting the salt in this way, the snails will spit out all the mud and sand in their intestines in a very short time." Chen Yang explained to Cen Jiahua who was standing beside him: "After cleaning the shell, just change the water and add salt from time to time, it will be OK."

"It will take a long time to eat it?" Now, what Cen Jiahua is most interested in is probably when he can eat fried snails.

"It's almost done by night. Although it's best to stay for a few days, it doesn't matter. It's not a big deal." Chen Yang said while rubbing the snails with his hands, "Brother Jiahua, put the eels into the bucket first, and I'll do it later."

Chen Yang rubbed for a while, washed off the sludge, moss and other dirt stains on the snail shell, and then poured them into the dustpan prepared next to him. He then scooped a few scoops of water and poured them on the snail to clean up all the dirt that had not been removed.

After repeating this several times, the originally dirty snails revealed their originally black and shiny colors, and they didn't look so ugly.

Finally, the cleaned snails were poured into a large basin filled with salt water so that they could spit out all the sludge.

After Chen Yang washed his hands with soap, he said to Cen Jiahua: "The bucket of eels must be covered. Don't let the eels run out and get into the gutter. Today we will be in vain."

"Why are you washing your hands now? Don't you get the eels first?" Cen Jiahua looked at Chen Yang as if he was about to finish work and said quickly: "I can't kill other fish, but I can't even catch this eel. Don't leave it to me if you knock it!"

"Don't worry, this eel is the best to kill and cook. Now, it won't be eaten until night." Speaking of these common sense of life, Chen Yang seems to be Cen Jiahua's brother and knows everything.

Later, Cen Jiahua learned from the information he searched online that the body of eels contains a lot of histidine and has a delicious taste, but the histidine in the body of eels after death will be converted into toxic substances.

Although many of the experiences summarized by the people in their lives cannot explain the real reason, they are still useful.

It's only 3 pm now, and there is still some time before supper time, so the two of them naturally found things to do to pass the boring time.

Chen Yang was still holding a cup of tea and sat on the stone bench next to the railing to read and review; as for Cen Jiahua, he was so irritated that he certainly picked up his rifle and practiced his marksmanship.

Cen Jiahua found several abandoned plastic bottles of mineral water, filled them with sand and soil, and then hung them in a row on the willow tree with ropes, which turned into fixed targets.

I realized that my shooting skills have not improved in the morning because of my annoyance, so now Cen Jiahua's practice has begun to become more attentive.

The hands holding the gun became more steady and powerful. I always kept the three-point shooting principle in my heart, slowly adjusting the position of the muzzle, holding my breath, and trying not to shake the muzzle while hooking the trigger.

Cen Jiahua repeatedly recited these shooting principles in his mind and was constantly taking action. After several rounds, his hit rate has greatly improved. With Cen Jiahua's current physical fitness and eyesight, he will become a killer of birds in the forest in the short time.

Time for concentration always passes quickly. Cen Jiahua feels that it is getting better. Just as he is thinking about continuing to practice, Chen Yang is already shouting in the kitchen to prepare for dinner.

Today, the two of them were on the dam. Uncle Wang San was busy raking the fields when he was home. Cen Jiahua asked him to finish all the family's affairs before going to the dam. Chen Yang was approaching his senior year of high school, and Comrade Chen felt sorry for him and specifically asked him to hang out for a few more days without having to do farm work at home.

When it comes to cooking, even Chen Yang's level is beyond the reach of Cen Jiahua. He can only help Chen Yang. He picks some fresh vegetables in the vegetable garden, and then sits on the bench in the yard to choose vegetables while watching Chen Yang perform.

Chen Yang first found a wooden board the size of a computer keyboard, and nailed an iron nail at one end to let it pass through the board. Then, Chen Yang sat on the bench and supported the board with his legs, and reached into the bucket containing the eel with his right hand.

What surprised Cen Jiahua was that Chen Yang's hand just reached into the bucket for a while and then pinched an eel's head. There was a layer of sticky mucus on the eel's body. No matter how Cen Jiahua grabbed it, he felt that it was slippery and it felt really difficult to catch it.

But Chen Yang pinched the eel's head tightly with just two fingers, and used to the ground hard, so the eel stopped moving. Then Chen Yang pressed the eel's head on the raised nail on the wooden board, and the eel was nailed to death on the wooden board.

Chen Yang gently stroked the eel's back with the knife in his hand, and the eel's stomach suddenly flowed out. Then, Chen Yang quickly pulled out the eel's spine. The whole process was like flowing water, without a trace of pause and no fireworks, which made Cen Jiahua sigh!

Chen Yang followed the eel as usual, and soon turned more than a dozen lively eels into eel meat placed on a plate.

Next, the fried eel section, the spicy and sour snails, the eel soup and a few new vegetables were freshly cooked by Chen Yang. Each one was full of color, fragrance and taste. Just smelling the rich fragrance and appetite-stimulating color made Cen Jiahua saliva flow three feet long.

Chen Yang's skillful movements have been seen more than once, and he will become numb after seeing them too much. I can't envy you, but I can only practice more in the future. By the way, if you want to grasp a woman's heart, you have to grasp the woman's stomach first. It seems that you have good cooking skills and will always come in handy when picking up girls in the future.

Because it was still early, supper was placed on the stone table beside the dam railing.

Blowing the cool breeze, tasting delicious wild game, drinking a sip of cool and heart-wrenching frozen beer, taking a look at the charming sunset scenery of the reservoir, is a great enjoyment in life.
Chapter completed!