Chapter 2116: How can one eat enough
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"Huh?"
McGonagall and Amy looked back at the same time, looking at Irina with some surprise.
"Can't you eat it? Such a big snail must be a lot of meat." Amy looked at the big snail in her hand with regret.
"Can't this be eaten?"
McGonagall's expression was a bit stiff. After all, he had just vowed to say that this was an edible snail, but now he was denied by Irina.
But after all, Irina is an elf, and she must know these little animals better than him.
Under the third tree, the system should be talking about this snail. Could it be that the system cheated him for money?
"You can try." Irina said while looking at McGonagall with a smile.
"That's not necessary."
McGonagall has no feeling for snails. If the meat is sour and rotten, it will be even worse. Just imagine the taste and feel nauseous.
"It's a pity." Amy threw the big snail into the snowdrift outside the yard. She had already seen the place on the tree where it had crawled, and the mucus that had left eroded the bark.
"Then Mother, what kind of snails can be eaten?" Amy looked at Irina curiously and asked.
"There are thousands of species of snails in the Wind Forest, but most of them are inedible. Some of them are highly poisonous, but some are edible. After cooking, they still have a good taste. "
Irina said that she went around in the yard, and finally stood still under the third sweet-scented osmanthus tree, leaning over and pinching a small gray snail from the bottom of the trunk.
"Here, this is a limestone snail. Although it looks ordinary, it is actually rich in nutrients. We only need to knock off its shell and bite its head, and it can be eaten directly."
"Wow, edible snail! I found it!" Amy happily took the snail from Irina's phone.
"It turned out to be hidden below."
McGonagall suddenly, it was not the system that lied to him, but he preconceived that the previous bullsnail was the target.
but……
Looking at the coin-sized snail in Amy's hand, it was not much bigger than the snail.
"Wait a minute." McGonagall reached out and stopped Amy who was about to bite off the snail's head.
As a father, he couldn't sit back and watch Amy's behavior of eating snails.
"Father, do you want to eat too?" Amy looked up at McGonagall, hesitated for a while, smiled and passed the snail in his hand to him, "Then you can eat it."
Such a scene of filial piety by a father and daughter moved McGonagall a little.
But he still rejected the sticky-looking snail, smiled and shook his head and said, "Although this snail can be eaten, we don't necessarily have to eat it. Look at it, it's so pitiful to be alone and lonely. , Put it back in."
Amy looked at the snail, shook her head and said, "You see how pitiful it is to be lonely, why not eat it, my stomach is warm."
"amount……"
For a while, McGonagall could not find a reason for rejection.
"Raw snails are not tasty. We elves eat snails only when they are hungry." Irina took the snail from Amy's hand and put it back on the tree.
McGonagall raised his eyebrows slightly and nodded slightly. As expected, he still needed a majestic mother.
"How can one eat enough? Next time I return to the forest, I will take you to catch it again. Eat enough." Irina smiled and said silently on Amy's head.
"Okay, okay!" Amy immediately nodded her head happily.
"Ah this..."
McGonagall felt that [August One Chinese Website www.zwdu8.me] had paid wrongly.
"Well, if you are all up, let's have breakfast first." McGonagall said, turning around and entering the house.
Annie had already come downstairs, still holding the new album that she painted last night.
It's still the story of a mermaid. The previous one was taken away by Xishun, so the kid drew it again.
"Well, I didn't expect that the previous book was so good, there is still room for improvement." McGonagall looked through it, a little surprised.
The content has not changed much, but the style of painting has become more mature, and the details have become more perfect, just like an exquisite work of art.
Annie's talent in painting and the advantages of the Tentacle Monster are perfectly displayed.
If you change a cartoonist, let alone a night, even if you give her a month, you can't draw such a perfect picture book.
Annie smiled shyly and did not speak, but she could see that she was very happy.
After breakfast, McGonagall continued to deal with snails.
"Is this a water snail?" Irina stood aside holding a water cup, looking at the snail in the basin in front of McGonagall, and asked curiously.
"No, this is a snail, not a snail." McGonagall seriously rectified the name of the snail.
If it's a snail, he can't **** his mouth.
"I think it's almost the same, it's all a shell, and there are circles of threads." Irina disapproved.
"But it's really not snails. Stir-fried escargots and peppers will taste very good." McGonagall cut the last handful of escargots, and then carefully washed them with clean water several times to ensure that all the dirt has been washed away.
The cut snails are just cut to the position of the internal organs, and they are cleaned by scrubbing them with clean water several times.
Such snails can be confidently and boldly sucked.
The cleaned snails are kept in the refrigerator. The time to eat the snails in the morning is a bit unsuitable, and he still has to go out.
Before McGonagall went out, the knock on the door had sounded.
McGonagall opened the door, and the intermediary tip came.
"Hello, Mr. Hades, I came to you so early and didn't disturb you." Fitch stood outside the door, looking at McGonagall with a smile on his face.
Since seeing the pattern of Mr. Hades, his admiration for Mr. Hades is like the surging river.
In the past few days, there has been an endless stream of customers who have inquired about the rental of shops, and the threshold of intermediary offices is almost broken.
Fitch held the power of attorney for the shops on a half-street of Romo Street in his hand, and for the first time experienced the feeling of power in hand.
Even the boss invited him to be a guest at home, but he declined it because he was too busy at work.
Really too busy...
I take guests to see the shops almost at night, and I have received no less than 100 letters of intent, including many famous shops in Luodu.
Obviously, under the influence of the Titan Tavern and Saipan Tavern Gemini, a new high-level business district is brewing.
And he will become a participant in history, which makes him feel excited.
"It's okay, I'm about to go out, what's the matter?" McGonagall nodded slightly, looking at Fitch and said.
Fitch said quickly: "That's it. You asked me to review the qualifications of those who want to rent a shop. I have now received 108 letters of intent, many of which are powerful, and they have also given good rent. Plan, so I want to talk to you and see if I can identify some businesses."
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"Huh?"
McGonagall and Amy looked back at the same time, looking at Irina with some surprise.
"Can't you eat it? Such a big snail must be a lot of meat." Amy looked at the big snail in her hand with regret.
"Can't this be eaten?"
McGonagall's expression was a bit stiff. After all, he had just vowed to say that this was an edible snail, but now he was denied by Irina.
But after all, Irina is an elf, and she must know these little animals better than him.
Under the third tree, the system should be talking about this snail. Could it be that the system cheated him for money?
"You can try." Irina said while looking at McGonagall with a smile.
"That's not necessary."
McGonagall has no feeling for snails. If the meat is sour and rotten, it will be even worse. Just imagine the taste and feel nauseous.
"It's a pity." Amy threw the big snail into the snowdrift outside the yard. She had already seen the place on the tree where it had crawled, and the mucus that had left eroded the bark.
"Then Mother, what kind of snails can be eaten?" Amy looked at Irina curiously and asked.
"There are thousands of species of snails in the Wind Forest, but most of them are inedible. Some of them are highly poisonous, but some are edible. After cooking, they still have a good taste. "
Irina said that she went around in the yard, and finally stood still under the third sweet-scented osmanthus tree, leaning over and pinching a small gray snail from the bottom of the trunk.
"Here, this is a limestone snail. Although it looks ordinary, it is actually rich in nutrients. We only need to knock off its shell and bite its head, and it can be eaten directly."
"Wow, edible snail! I found it!" Amy happily took the snail from Irina's phone.
"It turned out to be hidden below."
McGonagall suddenly, it was not the system that lied to him, but he preconceived that the previous bullsnail was the target.
but……
Looking at the coin-sized snail in Amy's hand, it was not much bigger than the snail.
"Wait a minute." McGonagall reached out and stopped Amy who was about to bite off the snail's head.
As a father, he couldn't sit back and watch Amy's behavior of eating snails.
"Father, do you want to eat too?" Amy looked up at McGonagall, hesitated for a while, smiled and passed the snail in his hand to him, "Then you can eat it."
Such a scene of filial piety by a father and daughter moved McGonagall a little.
But he still rejected the sticky-looking snail, smiled and shook his head and said, "Although this snail can be eaten, we don't necessarily have to eat it. Look at it, it's so pitiful to be alone and lonely. , Put it back in."
Amy looked at the snail, shook her head and said, "You see how pitiful it is to be lonely, why not eat it, my stomach is warm."
"amount……"
For a while, McGonagall could not find a reason for rejection.
"Raw snails are not tasty. We elves eat snails only when they are hungry." Irina took the snail from Amy's hand and put it back on the tree.
McGonagall raised his eyebrows slightly and nodded slightly. As expected, he still needed a majestic mother.
"How can one eat enough? Next time I return to the forest, I will take you to catch it again. Eat enough." Irina smiled and said silently on Amy's head.
"Okay, okay!" Amy immediately nodded her head happily.
"Ah this..."
McGonagall felt that [August One Chinese Website www.zwdu8.me] had paid wrongly.
"Well, if you are all up, let's have breakfast first." McGonagall said, turning around and entering the house.
Annie had already come downstairs, still holding the new album that she painted last night.
It's still the story of a mermaid. The previous one was taken away by Xishun, so the kid drew it again.
"Well, I didn't expect that the previous book was so good, there is still room for improvement." McGonagall looked through it, a little surprised.
The content has not changed much, but the style of painting has become more mature, and the details have become more perfect, just like an exquisite work of art.
Annie's talent in painting and the advantages of the Tentacle Monster are perfectly displayed.
If you change a cartoonist, let alone a night, even if you give her a month, you can't draw such a perfect picture book.
Annie smiled shyly and did not speak, but she could see that she was very happy.
After breakfast, McGonagall continued to deal with snails.
"Is this a water snail?" Irina stood aside holding a water cup, looking at the snail in the basin in front of McGonagall, and asked curiously.
"No, this is a snail, not a snail." McGonagall seriously rectified the name of the snail.
If it's a snail, he can't **** his mouth.
"I think it's almost the same, it's all a shell, and there are circles of threads." Irina disapproved.
"But it's really not snails. Stir-fried escargots and peppers will taste very good." McGonagall cut the last handful of escargots, and then carefully washed them with clean water several times to ensure that all the dirt has been washed away.
The cut snails are just cut to the position of the internal organs, and they are cleaned by scrubbing them with clean water several times.
Such snails can be confidently and boldly sucked.
The cleaned snails are kept in the refrigerator. The time to eat the snails in the morning is a bit unsuitable, and he still has to go out.
Before McGonagall went out, the knock on the door had sounded.
McGonagall opened the door, and the intermediary tip came.
"Hello, Mr. Hades, I came to you so early and didn't disturb you." Fitch stood outside the door, looking at McGonagall with a smile on his face.
Since seeing the pattern of Mr. Hades, his admiration for Mr. Hades is like the surging river.
In the past few days, there has been an endless stream of customers who have inquired about the rental of shops, and the threshold of intermediary offices is almost broken.
Fitch held the power of attorney for the shops on a half-street of Romo Street in his hand, and for the first time experienced the feeling of power in hand.
Even the boss invited him to be a guest at home, but he declined it because he was too busy at work.
Really too busy...
I take guests to see the shops almost at night, and I have received no less than 100 letters of intent, including many famous shops in Luodu.
Obviously, under the influence of the Titan Tavern and Saipan Tavern Gemini, a new high-level business district is brewing.
And he will become a participant in history, which makes him feel excited.
"It's okay, I'm about to go out, what's the matter?" McGonagall nodded slightly, looking at Fitch and said.
Fitch said quickly: "That's it. You asked me to review the qualifications of those who want to rent a shop. I have now received 108 letters of intent, many of which are powerful, and they have also given good rent. Plan, so I want to talk to you and see if I can identify some businesses."
"Huh?"McGonagall and Amy looked back at the same time, looking at Irina with some surprise."Can't you eat it? Such a big snail must be a lot of meat." Amy looked at the big snail in her hand with regret."Can't this be eaten?"McGonagall's expression was a bit stiff. After all, he had just vowed to say that this was an edible snail, but now he was denied by Irina.But after all, Irina is an elf, and she must know these little animals better than him.Under the third tree, the system should be talking about this snail. Could it be that the system cheated him for money?"You can try." Irina said while looking at McGonagall with a smile."That's not necessary."McGonagall has no feeling for snails. If the meat is sour and rotten, it will be even worse. Just imagine the taste and feel nauseous."It's a pity." Amy threw the big snail into the snowdrift outside the yard. She had already seen the place on the tree where it had crawled, and the mucus that had left eroded the bark."Then Mother, what kind of snails can be eaten?" Amy looked at Irina curiously and asked."There are thousands of species of snails in the Wind Forest, but most of them are inedible. Some of them are highly poisonous, but some are edible. After cooking, they still have a good taste. "Irina said that she went around in the yard, and finally stood still under the third sweet-scented osmanthus tree, leaning over and pinching a small gray snail from the bottom of the trunk."Here, this is a limestone snail. Although it looks ordinary, it is actually rich in nutrients. We only need to knock off its shell and bite its head, and it can be eaten directly.""Wow, edible snail! I found it!" Amy happily took the snail from Irina's phone."It turned out to be hidden below."McGonagall suddenly, it was not the system that lied to him, but he preconceived that the previous bullsnail was the target.butLooking at the coin-sized snail in Amy's hand, it was not much bigger than the snail."Wait a minute." McGonagall reached out and stopped Amy who was about to bite off the snail's head.As a father, he couldn't sit back and watch Amy's behavior of eating snails."Father, do you want to eat too?" Amy looked up at McGonagall, hesitated for a while, smiled and passed the snail in his hand to him, "Then you can eat it."Such a scene of filial piety by a father and daughter moved McGonagall a little.But he still rejected the sticky-looking snail, smiled and shook his head and said, "Although this snail can be eaten, we don't necessarily have to eat it. Look at it, it's so pitiful to be alone and lonely. , Put it back in."Amy looked at the snail, shook her head and said, "You see how pitiful it is to be lonely, why not eat it, my stomach is warm.""amount"For a while, McGonagall could not find a reason for rejection."Raw snails are not tasty. We elves eat snails only when they are hungry." Irina took the snail from Amy's hand and put it back on the tree.McGonagall raised his eyebrows slightly and nodded slightly. As expected, he still needed a majestic mother."How can one eat enough? Next time I return to the forest, I will take you to catch it again. Eat enough." Irina smiled and said silently on Amy's head."Okay, okay!" Amy immediately nodded her head happily."Ah this..."McGonagall felt that August One Chinese Website www.zwdu8.me had paid wrongly."Well, if you are all up, let's have breakfast first." McGonagall said, turning around and entering the house.Annie had already come downstairs, still holding the new album that she painted last night.It's still the story of a mermaid. The previous one was taken away by Xishun, so the kid drew it again."Well, I didn't expect that the previous book was so good, there is still room for improvement." McGonagall looked through it, a little surprised.The content has not changed much, but the style of painting has become more mature, and the details have become more perfect, just like an exquisite work of art.Annie's talent in painting and the advantages of the Tentacle Monster are perfectly displayed.If you change a cartoonist, let alone a night, even if you give her a month, you can't draw such a perfect picture book.Annie smiled shyly and did not speak, but she could see that she was very happy.After breakfast, McGonagall continued to deal with snails."Is this a water snail?" Irina stood aside holding a water cup, looking at the snail in the basin in front of McGonagall, and asked curiously."No, this is a snail, not a snail." McGonagall seriously rectified the name of the snail.If it's a snail, he can't **** his mouth."I think it's almost the same, it's all a shell, and there are circles of threads." Irina disapproved."But it's really not snails. Stir-fried escargots and peppers will taste very good." McGonagall cut the last handful of escargots, and then carefully washed them with clean water several times to ensure that all the dirt has been washed away.The cut snails are just cut to the position of the internal organs, and they are cleaned by scrubbing them with clean water several times.Such snails can be confidently and boldly sucked.The cleaned snails are kept in the refrigerator. The time to eat the snails in the morning is a bit unsuitable, and he still has to go out.Before McGonagall went out, the knock on the door had sounded.McGonagall opened the door, and the intermediary tip came."Hello, Mr. Hades, I came to you so early and didn't disturb you." Fitch stood outside the door, looking at McGonagall with a smile on his face.Since seeing the pattern of Mr. Hades, his admiration for Mr. Hades is like the surging river.In the past few days, there has been an endless stream of customers who have inquired about the rental of shops, and the threshold of intermediary offices is almost broken.Fitch held the power of attorney for the shops on a half-street of Romo Street in his hand, and for the first time experienced the feeling of power in hand.Even the boss invited him to be a guest at home, but he declined it because he was too busy at work.Really too busy...I take guests to see the shops almost at night, and I have received no less than 100 letters of intent, including many famous shops in Luodu.Obviously, under the influence of the Titan Tavern and Saipan Tavern Gemini, a new high-level business district is brewing.And he will become a participant in history, which makes him feel excited."It's okay, I'm about to go out, what's the matter?" McGonagall nodded slightly, looking at Fitch and said.Fitch said quickly: "That's it. You asked me to review the qualifications of those who want to rent a shop. I have now received 108 letters of intent, many of which are powerful, and they have also given good rent. Plan, so I want to talk to you and see if I can identify some businesses."
