"Auntie, this is such a waste for us to eat." There are not many people who think like Chen Daliu.

Their bodies are in great shape, and they also have the sweet-scented osmanthus rice that their aunt finds from time to time. How can they be willing to take her aunt's supplements?

Bai Xi had already raised his chopsticks. Hearing this, he put down his chopsticks angrily, looked around at the villagers who looked distressed and reluctant, shook his head and said, "You are the villagers of my Niuluo Village."

"Since you are my Bai Xi's people, don't act like you have never seen the world. What's wrong with the abalone? Those people think it is a good thing, but they have never seen the world. Don't embarrass me!"

"Auntie~"

What Chen Daliu and the villagers were thinking was that we were just farmers with little experience in the countryside.

Bai Xi seemed to see what the villagers meant, and said angrily: "Even if you are a farmer in the countryside, he is my Bai Xi's people. What's wrong with not knowing? I didn't know before, now I will let you know."

"Save you from going out then and being laughed at by people outside."

"Auntie~" The villagers looked at Bai Xi with touched faces. In order to make them gain experience, the aunt gave them such precious supplements. They...

"Okay." Bai Xi was angry and funny, and said: "Stop chirping. Since you call me aunt, you will be bullied. I'm hungry, let's eat!"

"Yes, great aunt!"

Bai Xi said this, and the villagers would not listen. After everyone responded, they obediently picked up the chopsticks.

The villagers usually share a large pot of rice at one table per household. If the villagers have a large household, they will divide it into two or even three tables.

Li Laohei is the head of the family. Like other villagers, he waits for Bai Xi to eat a few chopsticks before starting to use chopsticks.

I saw him carefully picking up an abalone, holding it up and looking at it, and finally, with the curious and expectant eyes of the rest of the family, he brought the abalone to his mouth.

He opened his mouth and took a gentle bite. Hey, it didn't break.

This fish, ahem, this abalone is different from fish meat.

With a little effort, Li Laohei bit off a piece of abalone, rolled it back and forth in his mouth a few times, tasted the texture, and then began to chew it carefully.

"Dad, dad, how are you?" The eldest son beside him couldn't help but say.

The grandchildren on the table also swallowed their saliva and asked anxiously: "Grandpa, how are you doing?"

"Grandpa, what does this abalone taste like?"

"Dad, is this abalone delicious?"

"Dad, does the abalone have a lot of fish bones?"

Li Laohei chewed it for about ten times before reluctantly swallowing it.

Seeing that everyone in his family was anxiously waiting for him to express his opinion, Li Laohei opened his mouth to say something, but suddenly he didn't know what to say, so he could only say: "I ate too fast and couldn't taste the taste."

"Dad!" The second son of Li Laohei's family was speechless.

"Grandpa~"

"Dad, what time has it been? Don't tease us anymore."

"Why am I teasing you?" Li Laohei took another bite and said, "You ask so many questions. How do I answer you? You will know if you eat it yourself."

As soon as these words came out, others started to use their chopsticks one after another.

"Well, it's delicious."

Li Laohei had already swallowed his second mouthful and tasted the taste a little. Hearing this, he glanced at his eldest son and said, "What are you talking about? This is a reward from my aunt, can it not be delicious?!"

"That's right, that's right." Li Laohei's wife joined in and said, "Not to mention the hundred-mile radius, there are several rural areas across the country that can eat abalone like us."

"There are no fish bones." Li Laohei's granddaughter said with some surprise after carefully eating one.

The brother next to me, who was slightly two years older, had a mouth full of chicken soup, and he didn't forget to reply: "I told you, this abalone is not a fish. My aunt said it can be regarded as snail meat like a shell. Where can there be fish bones, but it is not

fish."

"That's right, my aunt said it." Li Laohei did not forget to educate him: "My aunt said that you must study cultural knowledge carefully. You have eaten such precious things. If I know in the future how many of you will not

Study hard and see how I deal with you."

Li Laohei's two sons immediately echoed: "Dad, don't worry, if these children dare to be lazy, you don't need to take action. We are their fathers and we will definitely let them know what it means to be a strict father."

It is said that they are relatives from another generation, so Li Laohei himself shouted that he wanted to be taught a lesson, but when his son said that he wanted to beat his grandchildren, Li Laohei immediately stopped.

"Oh, how powerful do you think you are? You are still a strict father. Let me first let you know what a strict father is..."

Li Laohei's place is busy, so the other villagers might as well give in.

It was the first time for everyone to eat abalone, so naturally they found it both novel and delicious.

It turns out that abalone tastes so good.

This abalone tastes just like my aunt said, and has the same texture as Qianye Tofu.

Thousand-page tofu is a unique craft of Niuluo Village. Bai Xi wanted to eat it, so she found several women in the village and taught them how to make it.

Compared with those watery tofu and dried tofu, this thousand-page tofu has a different taste.

Shark's fin is served one bowl per person, a large bowl for adults and half a bowl for children.

Although they knew that shark fins were not fish bones, everyone looked at the shark fins in the bowl, took their chopsticks and put them down for spoons, and then changed chopsticks again, going back and forth several times, and for a long time they didn't know where to start.

Bai Xi had almost finished eating. After taking a glance, he saw everyone's helpless look and couldn't help but hold his forehead.

"Xiao Liu."

Chen Daliu's table was closer, so Bai Xi called him.

Chen Daliu, who was changing from a spoon to chopsticks and about to stretch out his chopsticks, suddenly stood up when he heard this: "Auntie, I'm here."

"What, does this shark fin have wings or is it swimming in the bowl?"

Bai Xi: "You have been watching each other for a long time. Are you planning to wait for the shark's fin to grow?"

"Uh..." Chen Daliu shook his head and said sheepishly: "Auntie, we just don't know how to start."

After Chen Daliu finished speaking, other villagers also said embarrassedly: "Auntie, we don't know how to eat."

In front of my aunt, everyone is a junior, so even an old man in his seventies or eighties looked at Bai Xi with an obedient expression, not feeling that he had nothing to be embarrassed about because he was ignorant.

"Eat it directly, you don't have any tools in your hands? Aren't you holding chopsticks and a spoon?" Bai Xi was angry and funny, but more importantly, she felt distressed.

After making so much money, the people in Niuluo Village either saved it or thought about buying supplements for her. Even if she ordered the whole village to have a meal now, they were all confused about what was in the bowl.

How to start.

"Just use a spoon to drink soup. You can drink from a bowl if you want. It's up to you."

Bai Xi: "As for the chopsticks, you don't need me to teach you how to use them, right? Just pick up whatever you want."
Chapter completed!