Because there are so many small fish and shrimps, even if a dustpan does not block much, if it is blocked a few times, the wooden barrel will already be less than half full.
Song Qiu didn't plan to catch any more. These were enough. If he wanted to eat more, he would come again. It was so close, wasn't it?
Then I walked a little further upstream and bent down to remove half a big stone in the water to see if there were any small crabs underneath.
It's not like you can see little crabs crawling out of every stone.
Song Qiu moved several stones in a row, and then he caught two or three small crabs with quick eyes and hands, threw them into a wooden barrel on the shore, and let them fight. There was not much to put them in.
I was so tired that I straightened up and wiped the sweat from my head, when I heard someone shouting from behind.
She turned around and saw Zhang Lihua coming down from the mountain with a basket on her back. She waved to her, "Lihua, come and move the crabs!"
Zhang Lihua had already strode down the slope. When he got close, he put down his backpack and began to take off his shoes and socks, "You are so good, Aqiu, you didn't even wait for me when you came to play in the water."
"I'm not playing with water, I'll catch them and make a bowl of vegetables tonight!" Song Qiu was laughing in the water. Seeing Zhang Lihua in a hurry, he couldn't help but call her: "Please slow down and be careful."
Step into the river and throw yourself into a trap!"
"You think it's my first time to play with water? We grew up in this river ditch, how can we fall in front of it? What kind of food are you cooking? Where can I eat this little crab? And this little fish, all
There is no meat, and the shrimps are still stuck in the throat." Zhang Lihua also saw the small fish and shrimps swimming in the wooden barrel on the side, muttering in her mouth, rolling up her trouser legs and getting into the water.
Suddenly a look of comfort appeared on his face, "This is the first time I've played in water this year. This water is really cool and comfortable."
"Don't eat it with your tongue when I do it." Song Qiu laughed at her and ignored her, then bent down to lift the stone.
Zhang Lihua thought that if Aqiu didn't tell lies, she could really make something delicious?
I've never seen Ah Qiu do it before.
She was confused, but she didn't say anything anymore. It was just for fun to move the crabs, so just move them.
He immediately followed him and lifted the stone.
Still thinking about the fun of playing with water in previous years, he poured water on Song Qiu's side before moving two people.
"You pear blossom!" Song Qiu said angrily, and immediately threw it back.
The two people immediately became a ball, and water splashed all over the sky, as if it was raining lightly.
Until Old Yuan called out on the gentle slope, "Aqiu!"
The two of them stopped now. It was noon and it was time to go home for dinner, but they hadn't moved many crabs yet.
After a quick reply, the two of them became serious and quickly picked up the crabs.
After a while, there were about thirty of them, and then I stopped.
The two people went ashore, put on their shoes and socks, put down their trouser legs and skirts, carried buckets, dustpans and baskets on their backs, and happily returned home.
After making some simple food at noon, Song Qiu didn't stop and started to get busy.
Old Yuan was helping in the kitchen, but before it started, Zhang Lihua also came over excitedly, "Grandma Yuan, my grandma asked me to come over and help light the fire!"
Old Yuan had already told the Zhang family and the Zhou family early in the morning that they would be invited to dinner tonight, but don't refuse.
Old Deng was originally going to come over to help with the cooking, but knowing that Song Qiu was in charge today, he decided not to come. The way they cooked was obviously different from Song Qiu's.
Just say that they never thought about choking the chili peppers when they were stir-fried without oil.
So, instead of coming myself, I simply called my granddaughter Lihua to come and help light a fire or something.
Zhang Lihua was very excited.
Seeing her coming, Song Qiu nodded and said: "Don't rush to light the fire now, let's deal with the small fish and shrimp first."
"How do you make this thing? Treat people to a meal, and make these side dishes to fill the plate. It doesn't look good." Old Yuan couldn't help but said. She just wanted to say, treat people to a meal, but her granddaughter actually bought it.
Three pounds of meat is pretty decent.
But except for three kilograms of meat, there was nothing else. I bought a bunch of expensive and messy seasonings, and also bought a lot of smelly pig intestines.
I didn’t even buy a fish, but I caught a lot of small fish, shrimps and hard crabs. How can I entertain customers?
These days, if you want to entertain others for dinner, it’s hard to have too much, but at least meat and fish are necessary.
Old Yuan thought that the Zhang family and the Zhou family were not outsiders and had helped them a lot over the years. If he really wanted to treat them to a meal seriously, would it be okay to be so stingy?
Song Qiu listened and said, "Don't worry, Mom. I promise to prepare a sumptuous table of dishes today so that everyone will be satisfied and satisfied."
Lao Yuan listened and knew that her granddaughter was good at cooking, but she had nothing to cook. She always didn't believe that her granddaughter could cook these small fish and shrimps that they had made before, which were not tasty and meatless.
The dishes come.
Seeing that her face was still a little worried, Song Qiu laughed out loud, "The Cheng family also made a dish using pig intestines at the flowing banquet. Pig intestines are also a good dish.
Okay, okay, milk, you don’t think the food looks good, it’s still early, why don’t you go buy a chicken from Aunt Meifu?”
Although the dishes she ordered were also rich, she felt that it was not enough, so fine, she would just prepare another chicken, which cost dozens of yuan, but she was willing to do it.
It’s understandable that what she thinks is a good dish here is not good to her. After all, people who like pig intestines love it, but people who don’t like it think it smells bad.
The same goes for these small fish and shrimps.
So, it’s okay to buy another chicken.
When Old Yuan heard this, she really nodded, "Hey! I'll go to your Aunt Meifu's house to catch chickens right now!"
After saying that, he left in a hurry, as if he was afraid that the guests would not be served properly without eating the big dishes.
Zhang Lihua laughed when she saw her, "Grandma Yuan is generous and hospitable, that's nothing to say."
From this tone, it was obvious that she didn't think this little fish and shrimp could make any good dishes.
"Don't hold the second chopstick in your hands later." Song Qiu didn't want to explain now, and just said: "Here, help me deal with the small fish."
The small fish only had fingers that were long and short, and had a long and flat body with not much meat. Song Qiu directly taught Zhang Lihua to squeeze the internal organs in the fish's belly with her fingers, and then drain the blood into the water, and that was it.
The small fish is only about three kilograms. Just squeeze out the internal organs. It's quite fast, mainly because Song Qiu is so good at it. He can squeeze out one fish in one breath.
So, when Old Yuan came back with a big fat chicken, almost all the small fish had been taken care of.
Zhang Lihua went to help cook the fire and kill the chickens, while Song Qiu quickly processed all the shrimps and crabs and put them aside for later use.
When the water in the pot boiled, Old Yuan caught the chicken and prepared to kill it.
Song Qiu looked at it and said hurriedly: "Wait a minute!" Then he quickly went into the stove and filled a big earthen bowl with water, then mixed an appropriate amount of salt into it and stirred it well. He took it out and said: "Here, take this chicken blood."
Don’t waste it inside.”
What to use chicken blood for?
Old Yuan murmured, but she didn't object. She pinned the chicken's head into the chicken's wings and asked Zhang Lihua to grab the chicken's claws. She raised the knife and cut the chicken's neck neatly, and the chicken's blood flowed along.
When he got to the earthen bowl, he mixed half of the water in it and caught a big bowl full.
After the blood was drained and the fat chicken stopped flopping around, Old Yuan went into the stove to bring out the boiling water in a wooden bucket, then immersed the chicken in the boiling water with its feet in hand and scalded it.
After a few strokes, the chicken feathers became soft and soft. Old Yuan thought it was almost done, so he put the chicken in a dustpan and began to pluck the feathers.