Back home to start a farm

"Grandpa, you are so young." The last piece of belly was snatched away by the grandfather opposite, and the young man on the table retracted his chopsticks regretfully.

"I have used chopsticks for decades more than you." The old man smiled cheerfully, savoring the fruits of victory without haste under the envious eyes of others.

"I have never eaten such a delicious grilled belly. The taste of the fish maw is absolutely amazing." People who finished eating chatted while waiting for the next dish.

"Even the vegetables that serve as side dishes are so delicious. This village is simply a treasure."

"I don't know what the next dish will be."

While the diners were waiting for the next dish, the villagers were also startled by the speed at which the big guy ate the food, and they really knew what a whirlwind was.

The villagers of Xishan Village, who have long been used to eating, underestimated the popularity of the food. These diners all paid for the food, and they have the responsibility to make everyone eat happily.

Therefore, several cadres in charge of this whole fish feast quickly informed the villagers who were cooking in the village to speed up and let them serve some staple food first, so that the diners could not be kept waiting.

In several houses not far away, white smoke was billowing from the kitchens, rising up the chimney to the blue sky.

The yard is full of busy villagers who don’t touch the ground. On the stove top covered with ceramic tiles is an iron pot half the size of a person. The dry pine branches under the iron pot are burning blazingly, making crackling sounds from time to time.

Different large iron pots cook different dishes. Iron pots can cook a large amount, but it is easy to stir and fry unevenly. However, these are not difficult problems at all for the villagers who have used ground pots to cook since childhood.

Today, the chefs in charge of cooking are all the chefs with decades of experience in the village. The shovels are dancing vigorously, while the stir-frying is still free to direct the villagers who help prepare the dishes.

"The tofu is ready."

"I brought all the salted duck eggs that Erniang pickled last year, and some of you can help me wash them together."

"Qu Chi, just put the eggs in the house, but they can't fit in the yard."

Qu Chi, who brought the eggs, didn't dare mix them in the yard. It was already crowded enough, so he didn't want to be polite to the villagers, so he put down the eggs and went out.

People in the yard were busy, and there were some clumsy villagers outside the door. They wanted to help but were kicked out in disgust. They could only serve the work of serving food.

Most of the people who cook and deliver food are adults. The elderly, children and those who are not in good health go to eat with tourists.

It's just that there was a boy in front of this door who was following his father, talking non-stop. The father's middle-aged man kept his hands in his bulging trouser pockets, moving his fingers restlessly.

Seeing Qu Chi walk out, the boy who was talking just now shut up, and directly reached out to take out a small transparent bottle from his father's pocket, and ran up to Qu Chi without waiting for his father to stop him.

"Qu Da? What's the matter?" Qu Chi asked while bending down, first noticing the glass bottle in Qu Da's hand, then looking behind Qu Da, he saw Qu Da's father with hesitant eyes.

Qu Da's father was a generation older than Qu Chi, and his name was Qu Dewang, and he was closer to Qu Chi's relatives.

It's just that although Qu Dewang's name bears the word "Wang", he didn't really become prosperous. He was too simple and honest. He was cheated several times when he went out to work. Before Qu Chi came back, he didn't earn much every year.

Seeing the expressions of the two of them, Qu Chi knew what was going on, but Qu Dewang was too embarrassed to speak up, and Qu Da, a boy, shared his father's worries.

Qu Chi liked the little boy Qu Da quite a bit, so he listened to him seriously.

On the other half of the whole fish feast, the diners didn't have to wait long, and tightly covered fish-shaped plates and baskets of steamed buns were brought over.

The brightly colored sweet and sour fish is placed whole on a white porcelain plate with a layer of red sweet and sour sauce underneath, which is extremely beautiful.

The sweet and sour sauce made from tomato sauce, sugar and vinegar has a pungent aroma and is poured on the fried fish. The sweet and sour sauce slowly soaks into the fish, giving the deep fried crispy fish a sweet and sour taste. and stunning looks.

The flowering sweet and sour fish quickly fell apart under many chopsticks, and the chunks of fish were sent into the mouths of diners. The first thing they came into contact with was the sweet and sour sauce, which melted into the entire mouth.

The skin of the sweet and sour fish is covered with a thin layer of water starch, which forms a crispy shell after being deep-fried in a pan, so when the teeth lightly bite on the fish, there will be a crisp sound, and then the tip of the tongue will be able to Taste the tender fish inside.

"Who took the plate away?" After tasting the fish, a diner thought about the sweet and sour sauce, and just thought about it, when he found that there was no plate on the table.

The rest of the sweet and sour sauce has long been targeted by others.

The target of the plate was big, and everyone immediately targeted the diners who started early, and saw that the young man was not at all uncomfortable, and firmly protected the plate in his hand: "Just now you all ate fish, but I ate fish tails. So the sweet and sour sauce should be my compensation."

"Then what I eat is still fish head!" Another young man said unconvinced.

The young man holding the plate quickly gave a solution: "I will share half of this sweet and sour sauce with you."

The two young men decided on their own, not to give others a chance to compete, picked up the steaming big white steamed buns that had just been served, dipped them in the juice and ate them.

The two of them thought they had taken advantage of it. The sweet and sour fish just now was deep-fried and crispy. The tail and head of the fish were cleaned and served with sweet and sour sauce.

It's a pity that there are gains and losses.

Just as they buried their heads in eating the steamed buns, the next dish arrived under the eyes of everyone's anticipation, and the two of them lost the opportunity just like that.

"Xiao Zhang, Xiao Li, hurry up and eat the steamed buns, they won't taste good when they get cold."

"We'll save the soup for the dish this time for you two, don't worry about eating the steamed buns slowly."

"Hey, Xiao Zhang, move your hand away quickly, the soup in my tofu is about to drip, be careful of being scalded."

"This season should be the fish roe produced by crucian carp, and it's another rice killer."

Xiao Zhang and Xiao Li couldn't reach out their chopsticks for a long time, and could only see the ingredients in the basin disappearing quickly in front of their eyes, and the fish roe and tofu left in it were much smaller in comparison.

Less is less, at least there is something to eat.

This fried tofu with fish roe has a thick soup, and Xiao Zhang is not willing to waste it. He puts the steamed buns on the bottom and picks up the fish roe with chopsticks.

The fish roe wrapped in a layer of film broke into two halves, exposing the golden roe inside. Waterfall took a bite expectantly, the fat and soup inside burst into the mouth, and the hot tongue was numb, but And reluctant to spit it out.

The taste of fish roe is easy to make. I don’t know how the chefs in Xishan Village handle it. The cooked fish roe tastes tender and smooth without any fishy smell. Only the red oil absorbed by the fish roe brings a slightly spicy taste. .

The rest of the people were reluctant to lose the deliciousness so quickly, and wanted to eat a little bit, but Xiao Li was different. After the fish roe cooled slightly, he took a big bite directly.

A mouthful of delicacy exploded in his mouth, and Xiao Li chewed slowly with puffed cheeks. At this moment, he couldn't feel happier.

The tofu grilled with fish roe is also delicious. The thinly sliced ​​tofu is obviously fried first, so it still maintains its intact shape and is golden on both sides.

The tofu absorbs more soup than the fish roe. As soon as the chopsticks hold the tofu, the juice immediately bursts from the contact point, making people eager to stuff it into the mouth.

The pan-fried tofu has a bit of toughness on the outside, while the soft white tofu inside remains soft, and the beany smell is completely replaced by the umami taste of fish roe.

Those who like to ponder also spread the fish roe on the tofu slices and put them in their mouths to chew at the same time, which makes the taste richer.

This dish is easy to eat and you don’t have to worry about fishbone, so it is more popular with the elderly and children.

Mr. Wang, who sat at the same table with his old friends, grabbed the food without hesitation when it was served. He had just finished grabbing the delicious fish roe, and immediately joined a new round of war.

This new dish is yellow and white, with snow-white crab meat and golden crab roe, just imagining it makes your mouth water.

It's just that today's table is a whole fish feast, and it's not the season to eat crab roe.

Some diners put it bluntly: "Is this crab racing?"

Chopsticks are not easy to pick up this dish, so the person serving the dish is holding a spoon and preparing to put it into the bowl for the diners. The diners can't grab it, but they have a chance to chat.

"Today is a whole fish feast, maybe it's a fish version?" There are many ways to make this crab game. The easiest way is to use egg yolk and egg white to make crab meat and crab roe respectively. The more troublesome thing is to use fresh and tender fish meat Make crabmeat.

"I don't know what kind of fish Xishan Village uses to make this dish. I'll try it first." Mr. Wang, who was the first to fill the bowl with crabs, took a spoonful of it with a small spoon.

The fish version of the crab is best to use yellow croaker. Yellow croaker lives in the sea, so naturally it will not appear in Xishan Village, so Xishan Village uses other fish as substitutes.

Crab roe and crab meat are all soft and smooth. The crab meat is fish meat from the abdomen, and the fat part that will be greasy is removed. The fish bones are all picked clean and beaten properly. The taste is not only fresh but also sweet .

The crab roe is made of egg yolk and marinated salted duck egg yolk. The slightly fried egg is fluffy and delicious, and the salted duck egg yolk is even more unique and delicious.

The ingredients of the three tastes are fused together and eaten together, it is the ultimate enjoyment for the taste buds.

"Delicious! The taste of this crab is almost the same as that of real crabs, even better." Mr. Wang praised repeatedly, but unfortunately, none of the old friends at the same table took care of him, and they were all busy savoring the crab. the taste of.

Mr. Wang was originally here for fishing, but later met a boy and turned into taking pictures, and now he fully enjoys these delicacies.

The fish in Xishan Village are usually sold in limited quantities, but the association has discussed in advance that the fish that they dropped during the competition, except for the fish that were cooked and eaten, they paid for the rest according to their weight.

As the No.3 in this fishing competition, it can be said that Mr. Wang caught a lot of fish.

So after eating a perfect meal, the old friends are thinking about buying a few more fish to go home. He can still write leisurely with his belly that hasn’t been full for a long time, looking for the little boy who will help him take pictures.

That baby didn't even earn a few cups of vegetable juice in order to take pictures for him. Mr. Wang liked and thanked this kid, and at least he wanted to find his parents to praise him.

Knowing the child's name, I can send him some learning materials when I go home, or I can bring them directly when I go fishing next time.

If Qu Da, who was helping, had expected that Mr. Wang would be so grateful, he might not have helped.

For Qu Da, a junior high school student who is not very good at studying, the operation of sending study materials is completely revenge.

He was carrying a box of Quda, which was the same as the glass bottle in his father's pocket, and had no idea what kind of gift he would receive.