After listening to Zhang An's words, Chen Ze did not continue to catch those young shrimps.
Instead, he searched around in the ditch until he saw a big lobster.
The two wandered around the field for a long time and finally caught half the bucket.
"Alright, Old Chen, we have arrested quite a few, it's time to go back."
These are enough to eat, and catching any more would be a waste.
"Wait a minute, I have another one here, it will be ready soon."
Chen Ze just found a very big shrimp, but he didn't catch it and let it run away.
Now I'm chasing him in the ditch with a pair of pokers.
"Hey, look at the one I caught. Is it big?"
Finally, Chen Ze caught an extra-large lobster and waved it in front of Zhang An.
Not to mention that this shrimp is quite big, nearly twenty centimeters, because it is the largest lobster Zhang An has caught in the past two years.
"It's big, but this one can't be eaten. You have to let it go."
"Ah, why, why can't we eat such a big shrimp?"
Chen Ze was a little puzzled. Shouldn't he want to eat a big one? Why couldn't he just eat this one?
"Look at the big ball hanging from the belly of this shrimp. They are all small shrimps. This is a pregnant female shrimp, so it must not be eaten."
Zhang An also felt it was a pity that such big shrimps only cost two ounces.
If it weren't for the fact that it was a female shrimp with cubs, I would have put it in the pot today.
"Okay." Chen Ze was a little disappointed and reluctantly put the shrimp into the ditch.
As soon as it entered the water, the shrimp disappeared. It seemed that it had just received a big shock.
Back home, Zhang An and Chen Ze cleaned up the results of the battle together.
He has done this job several times, so he is very skilled at washing it now.
Chen Ze was cleaning the lobster carefully at the faucet. When he turned around, he suddenly found Zhang An's little tiger staring at him.
Moreover, he saw that Xiaohu was holding an unknown thing in his mouth.
"Hey, Zhang An, look at that thing your little tiger is holding in his mouth. It looks like a hedgehog."
Hearing this, Zhang An turned around and took a look. Xiaohu must have gone into the bamboo forest again.
Because what it was holding in its mouth was another fat bamboo rat.
Could it be that Xiaohu became addicted to this thing after catching it in the purple bamboo forest last time?
No wonder I haven't seen it since it went out in the morning.
The feeling is that this guy went to wander in the bamboo forest again.
"Why does this thing look like a rabbit, with two front teeth? It's so cute."
As Chen Ze said this, he wanted to reach out and touch it.
"Hey, don't touch me randomly. This guy will bite people very fiercely. These two big teeth are not joking at all."
Zhang An saw Chen Ze reaching out his hand and quickly pulled him back.
If you are bitten, you will not only need stitches, but you will also have to go to the hospital to get vaccinated.
Zhang An once saw someone bitten by a bamboo rat, which caused a huge wound.
"This is called Zhuliuzi, and it's also called bamboo rat outside."
"What, this thing is actually a mouse? Can a mouse grow so big?"
After hearing Zhang An say that he could bite, Chen Ze didn't dare to attack this little guy again.
Chen Ze thought this little guy was cute just now, but now he couldn't accept it when he heard Zhang An said it was Shushu.
In Chen Ze's impression, rats are the kind of guys with sharp mouths and long hair, which makes people uncomfortable to look at.
"Who told you that rats don't grow big? There are plenty of big rats out there, but you just haven't seen them."
But in fact, among rats, there are also some that are relatively large.
When Zhang An was a child, he saw a rat that was more than a foot long. It looked like a spirit.
It ruined the food supply of many people in the village, and the guy also killed several kittens.
The village spent a lot of effort to catch this guy.
In the end, the rat spirit naturally didn't end well. He was disemboweled and died without a complete body.
"Besides, this bamboo rat is not that big. Don't you know there is an animal called a kangaroo? That thing is bigger than a monkey."
"And this bamboo rat is different from the mice that steal food. This thing is actually quite delicious."
Zhang An had a drink at Zhang Jianzhong's house a few days ago, and the pot of braised bamboo dumplings he made tasted really good.
"Is this thing edible? Don't you feel shabby when you eat it?"
When Chen Ze thought about eating rats, he felt a little uncomfortable.
"Don't look down on this guy. He's no worse than a rabbit. You'll know later."
Go on, Zhang An continues to deal with the remaining lobsters in the bucket.
At this time, Zhang Jianguo also came back from herding sheep and helped to catch a little rooster from the chicken pen and slaughter it.
After Zhang An finished processing the lobster, he began to pickle the chicken that his father had slaughtered.
At home, Wang Fang cooks stewed chicken or fried chicken every time.
Zhang An also wanted to try a new method, just to change the taste.
The little rooster was not big, weighing three to four pounds. After Zhang An marinated it, he let it close for a while.
"Is it time to make peace with the mud?"
When Zhang An was marinating the chicken, Chen Ze was already impatient.
I had been thinking about making beggar chickens with Xini, but now I saw Zhang An making mud in the backyard, so I asked.
"Okay, okay, I'll leave the mud thing to you." Seeing his eagerness to try, Zhang An handed over the important matter of mud to him.
Zhang An left Chen Ze to play in the mud in the backyard, while he went to the flooded pond to cut a few lotus leaves and bring them back.
Although Zhang An said it was a beggar's chicken, it was not.
This recipe is locally called Yellow Niba Chicken and it is very simple to make.
The most difficult part is just the process of killing the chicken and marinating it. If the chicken is marinated well, it will be very fragrant when cooked.
Zhang An had already mastered this approach when he was a child.
It's strange to say that even though I was young at that time, I only watched Zhang An's uncle Zhang Jianye do it a few times.
I learned how to make the Yellow Niba Chicken and remembered it firmly in my heart.
At that time, Zhang An was still in primary school. When he came back from school, he saw free-range chickens in the village.
The two of them, Zhou Yang and others, worked tirelessly, catching other people's little native chickens by the river and getting rid of them.
Zhang An was still young at that time and could not kill chickens yet, and he was also a little scared.
But Zhou Yang, who was two years older next to him, didn't know what it meant to be afraid, so he took out the little chicken with a few strokes of his knife.
No wonder Zhou Yang has learned to cook now. Love is an innate talent.
The two finished cooking the chicken by the flooded pond, then lit a fire and started making yellow mud chicken.
Strangely enough, they didn't clean the chicken feathers at that time, and the only seasoning used for marinating was salt, pepper and pepper from home.
But the roasted chicken in the end, both of them thought it was probably the most delicious thing in the world.
But it’s understandable. After all, conditions were difficult at that time and we could only eat meat occasionally.
Even if the chicken is not well prepared and marinated not very fragrant, it is still meat after all.
Moreover, two children eating one chicken was simply a luxury at the time.
If you put this chicken in other people's homes, a whole family would definitely eat this chicken, and they would have to eat it several times.
But not long after I got home after eating the chicken, the whole thing was revealed.
After learning that it was Zhang An and Zhou Yang who did it, the two families together lost the chicken and had to pay for it.
For this reason, Zhang An was severely beaten with live sesame by Wang Fang.
Moreover, he took off his clothes and was beaten, and his body was covered with big bruises.
Zhou Yang on the other side was obviously not relaxed either. He was hung on the door frame by Zhou Shuanglin and beaten.
But if you ask them both if they regret it, they definitely don’t.
Why, because it’s so delicious that it’s worth having another meal.
Of course, they are not the only ones in the village who would do this.
Many older people know how to do this, and have done this before.
But they were smart and used their own chickens.
After Zhang An came back with the lotus leaves, Chen Ze had already reconciled the yellow mud.
After placing the marinated chicken on a plate, Zhang An wrapped it several times in lotus leaves.
Finally, a thick layer of mud is applied on the outside, making it look like a big mud dumpling.
Chen Ze didn't doubt whether it was delicious or not, after all, it was written like this in martial arts novels.
Those martial arts masters would get a Qie Xie Gong from time to time, and he thought it would be quite delicious.
Then a fire was lit in the yard, and Zhang An put the mud balls in to burn.
Zhang An didn't want to waste such a fire, because Zhang Jianguo had just helped to deal with Zhuliuzi.
At this moment, I just happened to put the bamboo slips on top to bake.
It's getting late now, and there's still half a bucket of crayfish left to cook.
Zhang An handed the bamboo sticks that were being roasted to Chen Ze and asked him to keep turning them.
I went back to the kitchen and started picking up crayfish.
Originally, Chen Ze was quite resistant to this bamboo stick, but as it was roasted, a scent began to float into his nose, stimulating his sense of smell.
Zhang An added heavy ingredients when marinating, and the roasted aroma is very strong.
Chen Ze looked at the fragrant bamboo stick in his hand, and his throat rolled unconsciously.
I was hesitating whether to try it first, but then I thought that this guy also has the character "rat" in his name.
For a moment, the two villains in Chen Ze's mind started fighting.
In the end, his appetite outweighed his rationality, so Chen Ze tore off a small piece of juicy meat and put it into his mouth.
"Oh, it smells so good."
"Zhang An, why is this roasted bamboo rat so delicious?" Chen Ze shouted to Zhang An in the kitchen.
Actually, the bamboo dumplings are not that fragrant when baked, but Zhang An marinated them well.
Moreover, when Chen Ze baked it himself, he was also very attentive, so that the outer skin was crispy and not burnt.
"Don't you feel shabby now?"
Seeing Chen Ze's body shining with the light of the True Fragrance Cult Leader, Zhang An asked deliberately.
"What does it mean to be cold or not? Such a good thing has nothing to do with being cold."
When the lobster was ready, Zhang An took the table to the yard.
After burning for so long, the fire in the yard began to get smaller.
Zhang An dug out the yellow mud chicken inside, which showed that the mud was burned until it was as hard as a brick.
"Zhang An, is this chicken ready? Why don't you cook it for a while so that it won't be cooked until you open it later?"
This was the first time Chen Ze saw someone making this thing. He was worried that it was not cooked well due to the thick mud.
"Don't worry, it's been burning for more than an hour. It's already cooked. If you burn it any longer, it will burn."
Zhang An has done it countless times since he was a child, and he already knows whether he is familiar with it or not.
As he spoke, he used a hand hammer to crack open the outer mud shell, revealing the smoking lotus leaf chicken inside.
Although the lotus leaf is not broken, it has long since wilted to the point of being out of shape under such a high temperature.
After Zhang An shook off the mud, he began to unwrap the lotus leaves wrapped on it.
This chicken has been marinated for a long time, and it has a strong meaty aroma after being grilled.
It is also accompanied by the fragrance of lotus leaves, which is very attractive.
"It's really a good idea to come today. It's worth it. Fortunately, I didn't bring Ningning, otherwise one more person would have to share such delicious food."
Look at the golden yellow mud chicken on the plate, and then look at the bamboo rat you just roasted.
Chen Ze felt very satisfied. Being Zhang An's matchmaker this time was not a loss at all.
Soon, Zhang An brought out the prepared spicy crayfish and slowly placed a basin on the table.
Zhang An had already put the beer brought by Chen Ze into the refrigerator to chill.
When I took it out now, I could see that the air conditioner was still coming out.
I originally planned to call Li Hongbin, but Li Hongbin took his parents to his brother's house.
So Zhang An called Zhou Lan over and asked her to stop cooking and take Li Yao over to eat together.
Zhang An's yard is on a relatively high ground and has a very wide view.
Sitting inside at this time, there are blue sky, white clouds, green mountains and green water.
Looking at the lush green rice fields in the rice fields makes me feel very comfortable.
“It’s true that this crayfish needs to be paired with cold beer, it’s comfortable.”
On a hot summer day, Chen Ze drank a glass of cold beer in one gulp.
It was so chilling and soaring.
"Daddy, I want to drink this too."
Li Yao grabbed a big chicken leg and gnawed it in his mouth, but kept staring at the adults drinking beer next to him.
The little guy behind was not far behind and wanted to have a taste of this beer.
"Hahaha, my godfather will pour it for you and hold it for you."
Zhang An took the beer bottle and poured a small cup for Li Yao.
"Xiao An, he's still young, so don't give him anything to drink."
Zhou Lan watched Zhang An pour wine for Li Yao and didn't want him to drink it.
"Sister Lan, it's okay. This beer is neither liquor nor intoxicating."
Zhang An didn't think it mattered. As a boy, he had to try wine.
In the village, there are many boys as old as Li Yao, but they all have a drinking capacity of 20 ounces.
Compared to liquor, this beer is just like a drink.
This little guy Li Yao should be trained from an early age.
"Choke, it's so astringent and doesn't taste good at all."
Li Yao watched Zhang An and Chen Ze take a sip from their cups, and he also followed suit and took a big sip.
But I didn’t expect that something that looked golden would taste bitter when I drank it.
I originally wanted to spit it out, but seeing Zhang An and the others drinking so happily, the little guy drank it with his eyes closed.
He didn't understand why adults could drink it so happily.
"Ha ha ha ha."
The little guy drank beer for the first time and made everyone laugh.
"If it doesn't taste good, don't drink it."
Zhou Lan saw Li Yao like this and wanted to take the cup away from him.
"No, my godfather and the others drink like this, so I want to drink too. I am a man like my godfather."
The more Zhou Lan refused to let him drink, the more Li Yao drank, holding the cup and drinking heavily.
Hiccup~~
Then he let out a big wine burp and his face started to turn red.