After talking to Wu Ming, Ju An closed his notebook and sent it to the bedroom upstairs. He walked into the space and saw a group of calves gathering under the apple tree, gnawing on the apple blossoms on the ground.
He looked up at the fruit tree. It was still full of snow-white flowers, but there was no fruit. Ju An scratched his head and wondered why there were no results. After thinking for a while, he finally figured it out. There was no pollination in the space.
, let alone butterflies and bees, there was not even a slight breeze. How could this have any results? Fortunately, my middle school nature class was not in vain.
The white flowers all over the ground were worth a few calves. I held my chin and thought for a while. Do I need to buy a box of bees and keep them in the space? Forget it, I will look for bees when I return to China. Then I will buy domestic jujubes.
Trees, big pear trees, plant one of these for everything you like to eat, and you will have fresh fruits to eat all year round. I dug around in my mind for a while, thinking about the wonderful life of fresh fruits all year round.
After thinking about it, he still had to take care of today's lunch. Ju An walked to the edge of the pond and lifted the bamboo strip cage. It was good. He tried the weight. It was good. It was full. He carried the bamboo strip cage and walked to the fenced yard.
, opened the back cover of the cage, and poured the caught things into a plastic bucket. The miscellaneous small fish weighed six or seven kilograms in total. Looking at the palm-long small fish, Ju An slapped his thigh, oh, I just remembered the duck eggs.
Oh, I forgot to help pickle the salted fish when my mother was here. Oh, what a mistake. What a mistake.
What should I do? How about making fried fish for lunch today? My mouth can’t help but salivation when I think about it. I can’t even think about such delicious food. I’m so thirsty just thinking about it.
I scratched the bucket with my fingers twice and counted the small miscellaneous fish. There were about ten fish in total. Suddenly I found a black little tortoise the size of a child's palm crawling around in the bucket. I lifted the little tortoise out.
He came out and took a look: "You little bastard, how did you get in here? Where is your adult?" Seeing the little bastard stretching his head and moving his four feet back and forth in the air, Ju An squeezed
The tortoise walked to the pond, and with a wave of his hand, the little tortoise returned to the pond. After thinking about it, maybe he got these small fish and shrimps in when his hometown got them last time. Ju An didn't eat them since he was a child.
Tortoise, this thing is too expensive, and ordinary people like Ju An can't afford it, so Ju An doesn't know how to cook tortoise, let alone how to kill tortoise.
I picked out the larger miscellaneous fish, and then threw the smaller miscellaneous fish back into the pond. This time, it was clean. Except for a little tortoise who had some surprises, they were basically small fish and shrimps, including spiny fish and eels.
Didn't see it.
Carrying the plastic bucket, he walked out of the space and walked to the kitchen downstairs. Tiger Head, Garlic Head, and Wu Song came over immediately. As soon as Ju An put down the small bucket, Wu Song stretched out his little black hand and grabbed a handful of small ones from the bucket.
When the shrimp came out, he put one in his mouth and chewed it. He immediately opened his hands and dropped the remaining small shrimps on the ground. The tiger head and the garlic head swarmed up and ate the delicious food on the ground. Ju An took a look and thought, Damn, this is
The monkey was smart enough to know that the law does not rule the crowd, and found two accomplices. When Wu Song was about to put the little thief in the bucket, Ju An grabbed him, stretched out his hand and flicked two steel bullets on Wu Song's head.
Wu Song covered his head and jumped back a few times, shouting at Ju An. The two guys, Hu Tou and Suan Tou, were sitting on the ground at this time, sticking out their tongues as if it had nothing to do with them.
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He put the plastic bucket on the table, covered it with a large stainless steel tray, and put a kitchen knife on it. He pointed at the bucket and said to Wu Song: "Don't eat it secretly, you know? If I come back and see any of you eating it secretly,
, I’ll send you directly to the veterinarian to cut you up." Regardless of whether the three guys understood or not, Ju An kicked the three guys out and closed the door behind him.
When he arrived at the warehouse, he started a four-wheel motorcycle and Ju An drove towards the place where Nancy kept her animals. Hu Tou and Suan Tou licked their faces and wanted to follow, but Ju An scolded them and went back to guard the door. Since they had to do something at noon
Hometown snacks, then let’s inform this bunch of ladies that they don’t need to cook for themselves at noon today. They can just eat at Ju’an’s place at noon. After telling the sheep and cows about it, Ju’an went back to the house.
When I walked to the door, I saw Wu Song, who was having fun flipping up and down under the porch. Tiger Head and Garlic Head were lying on the ground, leaning their heads on their front paws, taking a nap.
An immediately came up to him wagging his tail.
After opening the door and leaving the three foodies outside to prevent them from entering the house, Ju An began to prepare lunch.
Ju'an didn't plan to make rice at noon. He just bought bread to make pasta. It was convenient and he could eat it just after tearing open the pocket. He took a small bag of flour from the cabinet, poured some into a small basin, and then started making it.
fish.
I took a dozen small fishes to the inside and coded them with a little salt. I don’t know the scientific name of the small fish from Ju An’s hometown. I call them small shovel fish in my hometown. They don’t have any scales to take care of.
, it doesn’t grow very big, at most it’s about fifteen centimeters, it’s a long and thin one, the fish head is also very small, but the spines are more numerous and thin, so it would be much more troublesome to cook and eat them, as most of the old folks do.
Confused fish.
Then I washed the shrimps as well. This time I am not going to make boiled shrimps, but I am going to wrap them in flour and fry them in a pot. The Americans didn’t like the boiled shrimps I made last time, so this time I will cook them in a different way.
Wash a large bowl of shrimps, add some water and salt to the flour, add a little sugar, stir it into a paste, stir it up, pour in the oil, put the shrimps into the paste and stir it,
Coat the shrimps with a layer of flour, then put them into the oil pan and fry them until golden brown, then take them out. Next, also wrap the small fish in the batter, put them in and continue to fry them. The color will be slightly darker than the shrimps.
The fragrant battered fish will be ready.
Then Ju An took out two large pieces of tofu from the refrigerator, cut them into cubes, put them into the pan and fried them. He fried three pieces for each person according to the number of heads, which happened to be two large pieces of tofu. Put the fried tofu into
Put them into several plates respectively, followed by some long beans as vegetables in the Qing Dynasty, and put a few more beans on each plate to adjust the color.
After Ju An put two pieces of battered fish on each plate and got seven or eight fried shrimps, a plate of Chinese and Western food for lunch was ready. When Ju An had just finished mixing Sarah,
Old Thomas and the others just came back.
Nancy helped Ju An put lunch on the table, and everyone started moving around the long table.
Old Thomas followed Ju An's example and ate half of the fish and said: "This tastes really good. The fish bones are crispy. When you put it in your mouth and bite it, it's full of juice. It's really delicious. The recipe is a bit like the fried chicken legs in KFC."
, but An, is this fish head really edible?”
Ju An knew that Americans generally did not eat fish heads, regardless of whether they urinated or defecated, and said: "If you don't want to eat them, no problem, just throw them to the tiger heads and garlic heads."
Seeing Ju An eating the fish head with relish, old Thomas also tried to eat one, chewed it carefully and said: "Without the body and so much delicious juice, I can't tell what the taste is." In addition,
The fish head refused to eat anything.
Wynn was more interested in the fried tofu. He added more salt and pepper a few times and said, "This suits my taste. The homemade tofu I made last time was also good. The tofu is always so delicious. It's my favorite."
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Nancy also nodded and said: "It's indeed delicious. It's much better than the goose last time. I think the goose tastes better when roasted. It looks a bit weird when it's red when cooked."
Ju An was completely defeated by Nancy's words. He was relieved when he thought that the old Americans only had a few skills in cooking, either roasting or frying, and could hardly think of other methods. The eating habits are just different, just like Ju An, you let
If he eats Sarah for a few days, he might even vomit it out of his stomach.
In general, Ju An's meal was fully recognized by everyone. Except for the fish heads, everything was basically eaten away. After finishing the meal, Nancy stayed to help Ju An clean up.
, everyone went about their work. When they left, they also brought some food for the dogs. They bought some large-bone beef soup and mixed it with some rice. There were also a few cans of dog food.
Watching foreigners feeding dogs, Ju An felt that it was a luxury. He had raised dogs when he was a child, and the dogs ate whatever was left at home. They were still active and lively. It seemed like their home was much easier to use than some foreign dogs.
After Nancy left, Ju An put the extra shrimps from lunch into a small basin with tiger heads and garlic, poured some bone soup, and threw the leftover fried fish heads that the foreigners had eaten to the two guys.
After a while, the two good comrades swept away the leftovers and even ate the basins relatively clean.
After finishing the meal, he made a pot of tea and sat under the porch to rest. The fishing activities he used to do in the afternoon were reduced by Ju An from once a day to once every three days, and now it is basically once a week.
As for gun training, Ju An still insists on going to the shooting range in town once a week if he has time. If something happens, he will basically shoot dozens of rounds at his own shooting range. Otherwise, sharpshooters are fed bullets.
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Although it cannot be said that Ju An is a good hunter with white hair, he can be considered a good hunter. This was the comment Thomas Thomas made to Ju An after watching Ju An shoot more than ten rounds when he followed Ju An to the shooting range.
The best thing to play with is the Remington rifle, followed by the revolver. As for the M4, which I enjoyed a few times, I didn’t feel that I was interested in it anymore. Ju An’s accuracy is terrible when using it, and it consumes too much money.
After replenishing bullets twice, Ju An stopped buying bullets. Last time I heard the guy at the gun store mention that AK bullets are cheaper, and I was thinking about whether I have time to get some AK for fun, for no other reason.
Because of this reputation, you should get one. It is the world's largest selling gun. You might as well collect one.
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