Xiaoyao Nongjiazi

"Grandpa, dad, look, my third brother and fourth sister and I caught a lot of red crayfish." Zhong Qinghan grabbed one casually and held it up in front of the two of them to claim credit.

Mr. Zhong had eaten delicious small snails at noon, and he couldn't make a conclusion about what the third grandson brought back, so he praised him based on the fifth grandson's words.Zhong Zhengren even patted his head, and Zhong Qinghan smiled even more happily, grabbing red crayfish and offering treasures around.

"Qing Ran, only people eat red crayfish in this famine year. You caught so many, and people know that our family is poor and can't even afford to eat?" Say it, and once you finish speaking, you know what you said is wrong, and you can't take it back even if you want to.

No matter what, Zhong Qingran is also his son. Although she is not as important as the eldest son in her heart, it is also the flesh that fell from her body. It is okay to say it behind closed doors, and to embarrass others in front of the whole family. It's not her purpose.

Many people present stared at Ming with their mouths open.

What kind of temperament is the eldest daughter-in-law, Tong Shi knew it well, and gave her a sideways look, but didn't hold on to it.

"Qing Ran, this food has a strong earthy smell and is dirty. If you want to eat it, grandma will fix it for you."

Zhong Qingran stepped forward and asked in a low voice next to Tong's: "Grandma, do you have any ginger at home?"

"Yes, keep it for dispelling the cold, what do you want it for?" Seeing the behavior of the third grandson, Tong Shi was very polite, and also responded in a low voice.

"Remove the earthy smell, grandma, with it, the bad smell can be completely eliminated, and it's also good for cooking fish." Zhong Qingran winked at Tong, the meaning is self-evident.

Tong Shi was taken aback by these words.

In the Great Zhou Dynasty, besides ginger, there were other seasonings that could remove the fishy smell. Although the fishy smell was not clean, at least the taste was not bad. Otherwise, Zhong Qingran would have been tired of eating Hexian.When encountering lobsters with a stronger earthy smell, the locals are not used to eating them, so they ignore them.This is what he figured out after studying it all afternoon and asking his mother and his grandma many questions.

Regarding Zhong Qingran's words, Tong believed it. Although the third grandson only knew how to eat, drink and have fun, he never lied to her and the old man.

This matter is more lucrative than Xiaoluo's. If it is well concealed, it may become the unique skill of the Zhong family.

With this idea, Tong couldn't stand anymore, called his third grandson, dragged Mr. Zhong and plunged into the upper room.

"It's a lot of age, and you're still talking about it, what are you talking about." Mr. Zhong scolded a few words in a low voice, but was dragged away by Mrs. Tong.Who doesn't he understand the old woman?To do so in front of your children and grandchildren must have something extremely important.

After entering the upper room, Mrs. Tong did not close the door, but left it wide open, and asked Zhong Qingran to watch by the window to prevent people from eavesdropping.

"Come on, what's the matter?" Mr. Zhong took out the cigarette stick, tapped it twice, remembering that his third grandson had just recovered from his illness, and immediately put it down again.

"My dear grandson said that he has a way to remove most of the earthy smell from the red lobster, and it can also make the fish smell less. Tell me, is this a big deal?"

Tong Shi barely whispered, even Zhong Qingran next to him couldn't hear clearly.

Mr. Zhong straightened his back, his chaotic eyes became clearer: "Really?"

"That's what my dear grandson said. Our family has a lot of foreign debts. If Qingran can really do what he said, he won't have to worry about having no money to pay off the debts."

"Qingran, come here and tell grandma what to do." Mr. Zhong beckoned, and Zhong Qingran moved forward.

"Grandma, grandma, red lobsters are like small snails. They need to be raised. After they spit out the mud and dirt, they should be ready to eat at noon tomorrow. At that time, they can be fried with ginger slices, or ground into pieces. Juice, the taste must not be bad."

Mr. Zhong pondered for a while, and finally made a decision: "Just do what Qingran said. If the taste is really good, we can discuss it in detail."

The children in the yard were making noise likewise, but the adults were not focused on the work in hand at all. They all hung their necks and looked around, but unfortunately they couldn't hear anything, and their hearts were like a cat's paw scratching, not to mention itching.

Originally, Mr. Zhong wanted to discuss with his sons how to sell the snail that night, but seeing that there was a better one, he thought about making arrangements together tomorrow.

Dinner that day was spent in the guesswork of each room.Mr. Zhong was quite majestic, and his son and daughter-in-law would not dare to intervene unless his superiors said anything about it.This kind of situation was very common in the Great Zhou Dynasty. If it wasn't for the unruly people, most of the family members said what they said, and the juniors obediently carried it out.

As soon as the meal was over, Zhong Qingran was called into the room by the Ming family and questioned thoroughly.

"Mother, don't worry, it's nothing serious. I've already told my grandma, and I'll find out at noon tomorrow." Zhong Qingran scratched his head a little. He couldn't handle this kind of family affairs with ease. Now that his grandma is in charge, he really has nothing to say to him. , he naturally told the two elders the idea of ​​making money, and the father and mother were half a beat behind.

"Okay, okay, you go back to your room." Seeing that there was nothing to ask, Ming didn't bother anymore, and waved him away.

After Zhong Qingran left, Ming's temperament broke out, it was really a waste of raising him, he only thought about his grandparents for any good things, why did he forget that his parents were still there.

This may not be true, the original owner has a pretty good temper, he didn't rely on his grandparents to love him, and he didn't respect his parents, but there was nothing he could do about this closeness, children were very sensitive, and he knew who was good to him.

Near noon the next day, the yard of the Zhong family was full of people. Tong followed the method taught by his third grandson in private, pinched a red crayfish with his left hand, and with a little force with his right hand, the head of the shrimp was torn off and put aside. On the sitting basin, a red lobster announced that the processing was finished.

The others followed suit and cooked it in the same way. Soon, a large pot of red crayfish was freshly baked.

Before they knew the value of the ginger slices and red lobster, Mr. Zhong and his wife didn't want to take any risks. This time it was Mrs. Tong who did the cooking, and Mr. Zhong watched over the fire.That's all for the Tong family, and he will do it himself once in a while, but Mr. Zhong hasn't added fire to the stove for many years.Seeing that the two of them were so cautious, each room opened their eyes wide, wondering if their little family could share some benefits.

Ginger is a regular medicinal material, which is kept by Mrs. Tong, so it is very convenient to use.Zhong Qingran sat at the door of the stove, blocking the sight of everyone who wanted to find out.

Mrs. Tong is making spicy crayfish according to the method he said. Apart from sliced ​​ginger, she needs a lot of condiments, and Mrs. Tong spent several pennies to get them together.In a farmer's house, who would go to war just to eat a dish, not only to prepare oil and salt, but also to prepare wine, onion and garlic, etc., which is more cumbersome than making a wedding banquet.So Zhong Qingran fell into the eyes of his grandparents and moved to another house. Who would listen to such a request?It's fine if you don't flicker around like a chicken or a duck.

Following Tong's actions, the kitchen was filled with fragrance, even Zhong Qingran couldn't help sniffing, especially Tong's old couple in the kitchen.The chili smells strong, but it smells horrific. Mrs. Tong is alright, she is used to smelling it, so she endured it and let it go. Mr. Zhong went into the kitchen again when he was nearly half a hundred years old, but he couldn't bear it. After a long time, he unexpectedly Coughing out the sound of being choked, Tong hurriedly let him out.

Mr. Zhong sat on the bench, drinking the strong tea brought by Zhong Qingran, feeling very relieved.

There was no fire in the stove, so Mrs. Tong discarded the straw and used firewood to burn it, so that people could leave the stove for a short time.Even if Zhong Qingran wanted to step forward to help, he didn't have the ability. Not everyone can play with the earthen stove, so he could only watch Tong Shi go about his business by himself.

This matter is not too much trouble for Tong Shi, and asking Mr. Zhong to help is just to make the fire more in place. Now that she is left alone, the taste will inevitably be discounted, but it doesn't matter, it is almost done.

Spicy crayfish is more troublesome than fried snails in sauce, and the fragrance of the dish is longer.It was time for dinner, and the other dishes were either out of the pot or still simmering in the pot. The whole family had nothing to do, and they were obsessed with the movement of the stove.

It was okay at the beginning, but when the fragrance overflowed, the door of the kitchen was full of children, who dared not go in due to the majesty of the elders, but could not help but hiss.

Zhong Qingran knew it best, and was also induced to salivate profusely. Fortunately, he didn't show it directly, so it wasn't embarrassing.People like him, who have been eating sick food recently, and who are not very short of meat, have this kind of virtue, no wonder children can't stand the temptation.

With a stabbing sound, Tong Shi added some water and began to stew the pot to taste, the fragrance finally faded a bit.The children were very smart, knowing that the dishes were about to be cooked, they didn't stay at the door of the stove, they all ran back to the main room to sit upright, and started fighting as soon as the dishes were on the table.

Without making people wait, 'Spicy Red Crawfish' was released for the first time.

The Great Zhou Dynasty, like other dynasties, has been called the Son of Heaven since the founding of the country, so in ordinary life, the word "dragon" rarely appears, and the lobster is called by Zhong Qingran in his heart, and it is called by the locals. , called red lobster.

The third grandson once said that red lobsters are better cooked through to lose their taste, rather than undercooked. Eating raw fish like river delicacies can easily get sick. Mrs. Tong tasted them several times and only put them on the plate when they are sure they are cooked.

The Zhong family has a large population, and they all eat for themselves, so the Tong family is not so particular. They cook a large pot of dishes, and they cook more than half of the pot and divide them into two pots neatly.Mrs. Tong paid great attention to picking the ginger slices cleanly.

This time Tong's has no restrictions, everyone comes according to their own preferences, and the daughter-in-law and granddaughter also join the ranks of grabbing food.

I don’t know if it’s because no one preys on them, but most of the red crayfish are not small, and they are very interesting with their teeth and claws.

As soon as the 'Spicy Red Crawfish' came to the table, everyone ignored its dislikes. The color and aroma were already there, and the taste must not be too bad. Everyone waited for Mr. Zhong to move his chopsticks so that he could follow up with them.