It’s not that the seventh cousin worked meticulously, but some of the small river shrimps in these two buckets were really too small.
Their local shrimps are not very big, and when they are most mature, they are not even thicker than an adult's little finger.
But now, among the things in the bucket, the big ones are close to the size of a finger, but there are more densely packed small ones, even the tails and whiskers are only one centimeter long!
If the big ones and the small ones are put into the pot together, the heat will be messed up, right?
The seventh cousin will never tolerate it.
Fortunately, Aunt Lianhua is quick at work. When the seventh cousin said this, she understood immediately.
Now I was sitting on a small bench with Grandma Qi, fishing out claw by claw, picking for the last time while fishing.
When the selection is correct, put it into a basin of fresh water aside and sift it later.
However, just after picking this bucket, Tang Xiaodong and Qi Lin came back carrying another bucket.
This time I took a look and found that there were all small white fish about ten centimeters in size! They were densely packed and full of vitality.
The white and delicate fish scales shine with an extraordinarily vivid light under the early morning sun. It looks delicious!
At this time, Professor Song couldn't sit still anymore, so he simply moved a stool over and held a knife:
"Let me help you too."
Wu Lan quickly stopped him: "Oh, don't, wait a minute, don't hurt your hand."
Professor Song laughed, a rare sense of pride welling up in his heart, and now he opened his palms to show her:
"As for the calluses on my hands, whether they can be broken with a single cut with this knife is another matter!"
Can't you?
His knuckles are thick, his skin is slightly dark, and there is a thick layer of calluses visible on the palms and pads of his palms. He definitely looks like he has done strenuous work.
At this moment, Wulan was speechless and just looked at him with slight admiration:
"You are all so capable, yet you work so hard!"
She herself is a farmer, and it doesn't matter if farmers spend their whole lives farming, but the Professor Song in front of her has been in the news!
It is said that if you live in a big villa, you want to be famous and profitable, and you are willing to deal with mud...
In Wulan's simple mind, this kind of person is worthy of respect.
Professor Song smiled freely: "I worked hard like this for many years before I became so capable."
"Besides, we eat and drink at home every day, so helping us is nothing now. I can just kill fish..."
As he spoke, he neatly slid the knife on the fish's belly. Before the blood could gush out, he flexibly inserted his fingers to dig out the internal organs...
Professor Song admits that although he rarely kills fish, his movements are still very smooth and smooth.
But when he raised his head, he saw that Wu Lan, who was sitting opposite, didn't even use any tools. He simply pinched the head of the little fish, and then used his two thumbs to put a slight force on the belly of the fish.
A hole was ripped open easily...
As if aware of his gaze, Wulan raised his head and smiled shyly: "We country people are very rough in collecting fish..."
Professor Song burst into laughter.
Just stop looking at it now and just concentrate on your own work.
I don't know how long it took, but when he came to his senses, the whole yard began to be filled with a delicious aroma.
The fragrance didn't burst out suddenly, but wisps of it. At first it came with the wind, and soon it spread silently and domineeringly throughout the yard.
By the time everyone notices it, every time they exhale and inhale, the fragrance is filling their heads and faces in all directions.
"This is……"
Professor Song raised his head.
It happened that Tang Xiaodong and Qi Lin came in again carrying buckets. As soon as they entered the yard, they couldn't help but exclaimed: "It smells so good, it smells so good! I could smell it halfway through the walk, and I almost couldn't move my legs!"
"Does it smell good?"
The seventh cousin stood at the door of the kitchen, his face full of pride:
"I just said that the water in this pond is good, and it's great to raise such small fish and shrimps! I'm not willing to let Tan Tan sell it - you smell it, these small shrimps are dried like this without putting anything in them, this smell
It’s also absolutely amazing!”
"When you go back to make soup and stir-fry vegetables, put a few pills in there, why don't you swallow them all on your tongue?"
Saying that, he quickly went back and stared at the fire——
This kind of small shrimps must be roasted slowly over low heat without touching water or oil. As the temperature increases, the whole shrimp will take on a wonderful reddish brown color.
In fact, because it is dried, there is still a little bit of black in the red, which is not very good-looking in terms of appearance.
But whoever smells its aroma will not pay attention to its appearance at all!
The shrimps bake very quickly. Even on low heat, the seventh cousin quickly took out the most cooked ones in the center and put them into a bowl. Then he took a spoon:
"Come on, come on, everyone, have a taste. I'll see if I need to sprinkle some salt on it later."
What are you waiting for?
Tang Xiaodong and Qi Lin threw away the buckets in their hands, soaped up and rubbed their hands without saying anything, and immediately lined up in front of the seventh cousin.
"I'll try it, I'll try it!"
The two young men competed with each other with their mouths open, like chicks waiting to be fed, and they looked as greedy as they could get!
The seventh cousin took the spoon and really planned to stuff it into their mouths to save trouble, but now he saw how willing these two were...
Eye-catching!
He had no choice but to quickly scoop out a spoonful:
"Reach out your hand and put it in your palm. Wait for me to feed you."
Then one person was given a spoon.
…
Have you ever eaten instant noodles?
The old-fashioned kind of instant noodles where you need to pour seasoning into it.
When I was a child, when there was only a little bit left in the bag after eating, I would inevitably pour it into the palm of my hand, along with some scattered seasonings...
At this time, like a pangolin, it stuck out its tongue and licked it——
In short, Professor Song simply couldn't bear to notice the eating looks of the two students.
but--
“Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god!!!”
The two old men were so delicious that they almost cried:
"Why is it so fresh? Why is it so fresh? Is this what river shrimp tastes like?"
The seventh cousin also asked: "Do you want to sprinkle some salt on it?"
However, the two people in front of him were so full of delicious food, in their hands and in their mouths, that each one was more happy than the last, and no one even bothered to answer him.
have to!
The little old man took back the bowl, thinking that such an expert should not be left to these laymen.
When I went back, I took a spoonful and tasted it myself - well, it was indeed tooth-droppingly fresh! But it was indeed a little bland, so I'd better sprinkle some more salt.
I can save a plate for lunch later and make salt and pepper river shrimp.
Then he looked at the pot that Grandma Qi was packing next to her:
"There are quite a few big ones! When you have enough for a basin, drain the water and I will fry them in oil until fragrant."
Yan Ran, who was still diligently weighing the scales by the pond:...
"How come these two people didn't come back after sending a fish for so long?"
She looked at the sun in the sky, and then at the record in her hand:
"Uncle, this weighs more than three hundred kilograms. Can your car be taken away today?"
"Tantan said, it doesn't matter if you can't pull her away, we can also eat it ourselves, so don't worry about it!"
Lao Zhao:......
What burden? What burden can he have?
His only burden is why the small fish and shrimp refuse to be sold!
