Seeing Mu Fei's situation, Su Zifang knew that there was definitely nothing he could do about tonight's practice.

After pausing for a few seconds, I suddenly thought of an idea.

"What did you like to eat when you were a kid?"

Mu Fei was suddenly stunned when he heard this question. He recalled it for several seconds before slowly saying the name of the dish.

"Grilled fish."

"Grilled fish?"

Su Zifang frowned.

This thing doesn’t seem to be a specialty dish of Yunnan Province, right?

To be honest, Mu Fei can understand a cross-bridge rice noodle or flower cake, even if it is dried ham slices.

But a grilled fish made Su Zifang a little confused as to how to proceed.

However, Mu Fei probably knew that his answer was a bit unexpected, so he took the initiative to explain it.

"It's not the popular way of grilling fish in mountain towns now, but the fish my grandfather caught himself when he went back to the countryside."

"The largest fish in the rural creeks is only 20 centimeters, about three fingers wide. I don't know what that fish is called now, but the common saying over there is that it is called a stone seam fish."

"The stone crevice fish likes to hide in the crevices of rocks, so it's called this fish."

"You can't catch this kind of fish, you can only touch rocks underwater."

"My grandfather used to be an expert at catching fish. He could catch more than a dozen fish every time."

At this point, Su Zifang has already started to think of a line: wrap it in egg liquid and fry it, and the kids next door will cry.

Of course Mu Fei didn't know what he was thinking and continued to add.

"The fish is easy to handle when you bring it back. You just need to cut open the belly and wash out the internal organs, then slightly process the scales and then grill it directly."

"Make a small fire, stick the fish in front and back with wooden skewers, brush with oil, sprinkle with seasonings, and bake until the fish skin is crispy and looks golden, the fish meat is still a little soft, but the fish bones are crispy."

"When eating, eat the fish skin first and then the fish meat."

"The taste of salt and cumin mixed together is very appetizing. If you feel it is not enough, you can also sprinkle a layer of pepper powder, it will feel heavenly!"

Su Zifang's saliva secreted unconsciously as he listened to Mu Fei's description.

I was sympathetic to Mu Fei's sadness. It was definitely not because I was drooling after hearing such delicious grilled fish.

The more Mu Fei talked, the more excited he became. He grabbed Su Zi and told all the details about the grilled fish.

Licking his lips, showing some yearning.

“I haven’t eaten for a long time, I really want to eat it!”

When Su Zifang heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up. He immediately stood up, grabbed Mu Fei and ran out: "Let's go!"

"Where to go?"

"Brother Fang? You don't want to cook anymore?"

Mu Fei looked at Su Zifang with confusion on his face.

“Eat grilled fish!”

Su Zifang looked at Mu Fei with a serious face.

Mu Fei:???

I looked at my watch, it was past seven in the evening.

Where to eat grilled fish at this time?

Mu Fei sent a message to Yu Guan: "Where is the best grilled yellow croaker in Shanghai that you mentioned before?"

Within a minute, Yu Guan's message was sent back. The text, pictures, videos, and voices were as detailed as an exclusive interview.

"Hey, Lao Su, you want to go to that store. I sent you the address. Just follow the navigation to get there."

"The store hasn't moved yet. I saw that the boss posted a promotion on WeChat Moments a few days ago."

"When you get there, just grab a random person and ask them where the grilled yellow croaker shop is, and everyone around will know."

"By the way, his little yellow croaker needs to be learned to order."

"You'll tell me when the time comes."

"Ten small yellow croakers, three fried with bones, three boneless, and four grilled normally."

There are four or five sentences that follow, but they are just words.

After a quick glance, the general idea was: "Can dad take a copy with him when he returns to Jingling?"

"dream!"

Su Zi put the phone back and looked at the location in deep thought.

This is the most profound store in Yuguan that Su Zifang remembers.

It's all because Yu Guan does things that no one else can do every time he's on vacation! Every night he sends photos and videos of grilled small yellow croakers, accompanied by the sound of crunching fish bones when chewing them. It's simply crazy.

Su Zifang had four roommates. In addition to Yu Guan, there was also a group of three people. From here we can see what the situation was like.

In the boys' dormitory, for the first time, two groups were formed because they couldn't stand the temptation of the little yellow croaker!

You can see how delicious this little yellow croaker is!

One of Yu Guan's mantras is: "No, it's not as delicious as the small yellow croaker I like!"

Over time, everyone became curious about the small yellow croaker in Yuguan, and the small yellow croaker became a solid unit of measurement in Yuguan.

"Zifang, bring me a barbecue rice, I owe you a small yellow croaker."

"Lao Su, please help me pick up a courier. I owe you a small yellow croaker."

"Dad! I haven't written the paper on humidity and fungi preservation yet. I owe you ten little yellow croakers!"

…

According to rough estimates, Yu Guan should owe himself more than two hundred small yellow croakers now.

Su Zifang thought for a moment and took out his phone again.

"You still owe me more than two hundred small yellow croakers. When will you pay them back?"

"Sorry, the user you called is no longer in the service area."

A WeChat message was sent back, only to be withdrawn within two seconds, sending a bunch of disgusting expressions.

After a while, all messages were withdrawn.

"What happened just now? My account was hacked! Didn't you say anything?"

"hehe!"

Su Zifang put down the phone, this is a real dog!

After getting off the car, the two appeared in a forest of buildings.

Liu Cixin said: "The city is a forest, every man is a hunter, and every woman is a trap."

But in Su Zifang's view, food is a trap and diners are hunters.

They can travel thousands of miles to pursue the most essential appetite to satisfy their taste buds.

This desire originating from life itself is far better than the herds of wildebeests chasing water sources in East Africa, or the flocks of sheep chasing the most delicious pastures in the grasslands.

This is a more persistent belief than living.

Only this firm belief can make Mu Fei's wavering mind firm again.

Along the alley, after asking several passers-by, Su Zifang and Mu Fei stumbled into a small shop with dim lights.

The signboard on the door, "Forgot to Grill Fish", is half-lit and half-dark, giving it a particularly decadent feel.

Inside the house it was a different scene.

The huge space stretched Su Zifang's line of sight. As far as the eye could see, there were tables and chairs, and there were packed seats.

From the corner of his eye, he saw an oven about five meters long blocking the room in the corner.

On the grill, a continuous stream of fish is turned over in the hands of a man wearing a vest and holding a cigarette.

Half of her hair fell down, revealing her shiny forehead.

The tattoo on my arm was half washed away, but the traces are still visible.

His eyes kept patrolling all the grilled fish, turning over handfuls of grilled fish from time to time and sprinkling them with seasonings.

Each spray of oil mist from the watering can will cause a ball of flame.

"The boneless ones are roasted and served!"

"Bring me another twenty!"

The man grilling the fish took a long puff of cigarette, and the bright red cigarette butt burned suddenly, and the gray ash fell to the ground.

A bunch of grilled fish on a plywood was taken out of the stove.

The workers skillfully divided the plates and delivered them in the order in which they were ordered.

The whole house was filled with the aroma of grilled fish.

Su Zi swallowed a ball of saliva.
Chapter completed!