Zhang Damin organized everyone to form a quiet circle to let Zhang Tiezhu speak.

Since snail lions can be eaten, let everyone learn it and pick up snail lions and go home to cook and eat it.

Zhang Tiezhu faced so many people for the first time, and his eyes were all looking at him, and he couldn't help feeling nervous, "I'd better let my wife say that."

Li Hongxiang was also very nervous and was stuttering for a long time and couldn't say it completely.

Su Jinse was very melancholy. She sat in the corner with her chin holding her little hands. It seemed that her parents' courage and communication skills still need to be improved.

Her eyes turned, landed on Zhang Zhiwen next to her, and whispered: "Third Brother, do you want to go out and talk to everyone on behalf of your parents?"

"Me?" Zhang Zhiwen was stunned.

"Yes! You can also eat snail lions, why don't you tell me for your parents."

Zhang Zhiwen thought for a while and nodded: "Okay."

So he walked out, patted his chest, and his voice was loud: "Grandpa Li Zheng, let me say."

Zhang Damin was happy and asked with a smile: "Can you?"

Zhang Zhiwen nodded with a serious look: "I can!"

Zhang Zhiwen took a snail lion over and said while demonstrating: "Actually, this is very simple. After picking up the snail lion, put it in water for two days to let it spit out mud. Remember to change the water every day, otherwise the snail lion will die and will smell bad. After two days of raising, the snail lion has almost spitted, so that it can be used to stir-fry. Before stir-frying, you must cut off the butt of the snail lion shell, so that the snail lion will be easily sucked out."

Su Jinse smiled slightly when she heard this. The third brother spoke clearly, spoke very well, and was not nervous. It was OK.

Zhang Tiezhu and Li Hongxiang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. The eyes of their son looking at him were full of pride and gratitude. Unexpectedly, their youngest son was so good at performing, but he was much better than them.

"It's gone?" Everyone was listening with relish, and then Zhang Zhiwen stopped talking and couldn't help but be surprised.

Zhang Damin also asked, "How to fry this?"

Zhang Zhiwen touched his head and thought to himself that this fried snail lion is a secret recipe. If he can't tell it, he has already sold it to Xiangmanlou. If he tells it, his family will lose money.

So I thought for a while and said, "Just put oil on and stir-fry it, you can cook it and eat it. You can eat whatever you want."

This is not a secret recipe.

Zhang Tiezhu and Li Hongxiang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when they heard this. Fortunately, their son was smart and did not tell everyone what materials to put.

Zhang Damin and others didn't think so much, so everyone after receiving the scriptures went home happily, touching the black.

Su Jinse was very satisfied with Zhang Zhiwen's performance. He knew what to say and what not to say. He did not say anything like other children who were eager to show up.

"Sister, what did I say just now?" Zhang Zhiwen walked to Su Jinse happily and asked with a look of hope.

"Excellent!" Su Jinse smiled.

Zhang Zhiwen said happily: "Of course, I don't look at whose brother I am."

Zhang Zhiqiang curled his lips unhappily: "Those are taught by my sister. Without my sister, how could you know so much?"

"But I dare to go out and say it, but you don't dare." Zhang Zhiwen stuck out his tongue mischievously, "Brother is a coward."

Zhang Zhiqiang glared at the eyes of anger: "I'm not a coward, I just disdain. Sister, I'll take you up the mountain to pick firewood tomorrow and pick mushrooms and dig wild vegetables."
Chapter completed!