It’s not that my seventh cousin is too meticulous in his work, it’s just that some of the shrimps in these two buckets are just too small.
The shrimps native to their area are not very big to begin with. Even the most mature ones are not as thick as an adult's little finger.
Now, among these in the bucket, the big ones are almost as big as fingers, but there are many more densely packed small ones, even their tails and whiskers are barely one centimeter long!
If you put all these big and small ones into the pot together, won’t the heat be a mess
My seventh cousin can't tolerate this.
Fortunately, Aunt Lianhua is efficient at work, and she immediately understood what my seventh cousin said.
At this moment, I was sitting on a small stool with Grandma Qi, scooping out the fruits one by one with my claws, and making the last selections while scooping.
Once you have selected everything correctly, put them in a basin of clean water aside and sift them later.
However, just as they finished picking this bucket, Tang Xiaodong and Qi Lin came back carrying another bucket.
This time, I saw that the fish were full of small white fish about ten centimeters long, densely packed and full of vitality.
The white and delicate fish scales sparkle with an exceptionally vivid glow under the morning sun, and they look delicious!
Professor Song couldn't sit still any longer, so he simply moved a stool and a knife over:
"Let me lend a hand, too."
Wu Lan quickly stopped him: "Ouch, please don't hurt your hand later."
Professor Song laughed, a rare sense of pride welling up in his heart, and now he opened his palm to show her:
"With my calloused hands, whether or not this knife can cut them is another matter!"
Isn’t it
His knuckles were thick, his skin was slightly dark, and there was a thick layer of calluses visible on the palms and fingertips. He definitely looked like someone who had done heavy work.
At this point, Wu Lan was speechless and just looked at him with a little admiration:
"You are all so capable, yet you still work so hard!"
She herself is a farmer. It doesn't matter if a farmer farms all his life, but Professor Song in front of her has been on the news!
It is said that living in a big villa is a good thing, and one should be famous and wealthy, and also willing to deal with mud...
In Ulan's simple opinion, such people are worthy of respect.
Professor Song smiled carefreely: "I worked hard like this for many years before I became so capable."
"Besides, we eat and drink at home every day, so it's no big deal to lend a hand now. I can kill fish..."
As he spoke, he skillfully slid a knife across the fish's belly. Before the blood could flow out, he nimbly reached in and dug out the internal organs...
Professor Song believes that although he seldom kills fish, his movements are still very smooth and fluid.
But when he looked up, he saw Wulan sitting opposite him didn't even use any tools. He simply pinched the fish's head and then used his thumbs to press slightly on the fish's belly, easily tearing a hole...
As if she noticed his gaze, Wulan raised her head and smiled shyly: "We country folks clean fish roughly..."
Professor Song burst out laughing.
At this moment, I simply stopped looking and concentrated on my own work.
He didn't know how long it had been, but when he came to his senses, the whole yard was filled with a delicious fragrance.
The fragrance did not burst out suddenly, but came in wisps. It came with the wind at first, and soon drifted silently and domineeringly throughout the yard.
By the time everyone noticed, they could smell the fragrance from all directions with every breath they took.
"This is… "
Professor Song looked up.
Tang Xiaodong and Qi Lin happened to come in with buckets. As soon as they entered the yard, they couldn't help but shout, "What a nice smell! What a nice smell! I could smell it halfway through the walk. I almost couldn't move my legs!"
“Smells good, right?”
Uncle Seven stood at the kitchen door, his face full of pride:
"I said the water in this pond is good, it's great for raising these small fish and shrimps! I couldn't bear to let Tantan sell them - smell it, these shrimps are dried without anything added, the smell is amazing!"
"If I put a few grains in soup or cooking, wouldn't I swallow my tongue?"
As he said this, he quickly went back to stare at the fire—
These small shrimps need to be slowly roasted over low heat without any water or oil. When the temperature rises, the whole shrimp will take on a beautiful reddish brown color.
In fact, because it is dried, there is a little bit of black in the red, and it doesn’t look very good.
But anyone who smells its fragrance will not even think about its appearance!
The shrimps were baked very quickly. Even with a low fire, Uncle Qi quickly put out a bowl of the first ones in the center. Then he took a spoon and said:
"Come on, come on, everyone, have a taste. I'll see if you want to sprinkle some salt on it later."
What are you waiting for
Tang Xiaodong and Qi Lin threw the buckets in their hands, rubbed their hands with soap frantically without saying a word, and then lined up in front of their seventh cousin first.
"Let me try it, let me try it!"
The two young men opened their mouths one after another, like baby birds waiting to be fed, their greedy looks were equally intense!
Uncle Seven was really planning to stuff the spoon into their mouths just to save trouble, but now seeing these two people are willing to take risks...
It's an eyesore!
He had no choice but to scoop out a spoonful:
"Stretch out your hands, put them in my palms, and wait for me to feed you."
Then each person was given a spoon.
…
Have you ever eaten instant noodles
The old-fashioned instant noodles that require you to pour seasoning into the bag.
When I was a kid, when there was only a little left in the bag, I would pour it into my palm, and there would be some scattered seasonings...
At this time, he stretched out his tongue like a pangolin and licked and rolled -
In short, Professor Song couldn't bear to watch the way the two students ate.
but-
“Oh my god, oh my god!
!”
The two grown men were so delicious that they almost cried:
"Why is it so fresh? Why is it so fresh? Is this the taste of river shrimp?"
My seventh cousin asked again, "Do you want some salt?"
However, the two people in front of him were eating so deliciously, with food in their hands and mouths, each one happier than the last, that neither of them had the time to answer him.
have to!
The old man took back the bowl, thinking that such an expert matter should not be handed over to these laymen.
I scooped a spoonful to taste it myself - um, it's really delicious! But it's a little bland, so I'll sprinkle some more salt on it.
I can save a plate for lunch later to make salt and pepper river shrimp.
Then he looked at the basin that Grandma Qi was cleaning:
"This is a lot of big ones! When you have enough for a pot, drain the water and I will fry them in oil until fragrant."
Yan Ran, who was still weighing herself diligently by the pond:…
"Why do these two take so long to deliver a piece of fish?"
She looked at the sun in the sky, then at the record in her hand:
"Uncle, this is over 300 kilograms. Can your truck carry it away today?"
"Tan Tan said that even if we can't take it away, we can still eat it ourselves, so don't burden you!"
Lao Zhao: …
What burden? What burden could he have
His only burden is why the fish and shrimp are not willing to be sold!