The lonely foodie

He Guang's sharp eyes saw that Mo Bai was carrying a big fish with a hemp rope tied in its mouth, and he could tell it was wild at a glance. The fish in the vegetable market were all packed in plastic bags, and no hemp rope was used to carry them.

"Brother, did you buy fish?" He Guang greeted from afar, "I'll bring milk tea tonight."

"Hey, you're welcome, did you invite me?" Ivan grinned at her, thinking of He Guang's cloyingly sweet milk tea, his stomach convulsed.

Mo Bai seemed to see what he was thinking, and smiled and said to He Guang, "Don't bring milk tea to eat hot and sour fish at night. I tried yours last time...the milk is good, so bring that."

"Brother." He Guang was about to cry, "You are insulting people, you bought it from the milk supermarket."

Ivan couldn't stop laughing, he thought Qu Mobai was a handsome young man, and when his mouth became poisonous, he was also invisible.

Mo Bai walked forward with a smile on his face, and greeted Fat Sister, "Fat Sister comes to eat fish in the shop at night, call Lao Qi."

Fat sister was a little surprised, she didn't react for a while, and when she was thinking about agreeing, Mo Bai and the others had already walked away.

"It's fine to call me Fat Sister, but the seventh child is so bad, why call him?" Ivan muttered dissatisfiedly, and followed Mo Bai upstairs, almost stepping on the heel of his shoes.

Before the handyman aunt came, Mo Bai found a big basin, scooped half of the basin of mountain spring water into it, and then removed the straw from the fish's mouth, and put the big crucian carp in the water to raise it.

Mo Bai squatted by the water basin and teased the fish. Seeing that the fish became lively, he raised his head and said to Ivan, "The hot pot and Malatang are originally from the same family. Now the two empty shops next to it can't be rented?"

"You mean, you want the Qixing Malatang shop?" Ivan's dark pupils shrank, and his body trembled. This operation was beyond his expectation.

Mo Bai stared at the big fish in the basin, his amber eyes sank, his smile was still gentle, "Not only do we need a shop, but we also need people."

Ivan was taken aback, "Seventh Brother? You... what kind of hobby is this?"

Mo Bai wished he could smash that big fish on his head, it would be fine if he was killed.

Yu Guili was bored staying at home, so she brought sour papaya over early, and the shop was busy, so she rolled up her sleeves and got busy without saying a word.

The meat of wild crucian carp is pink, and the meat is very delicate. It is washed, scaled and visceral removed. The swim bladder and roe are dug out and served in a large porcelain bowl.

Mo Bai was slightly surprised to see that she was skilled at killing fish.

Yu Guili smiled at him, "When I was in college, I worked and studied, and I helped look at the fish stalls in the vegetable market."

Ivan waited for the bottom material to cook, and was stabbed by the spicy taste, sniffed and said, "Sister Li, who looks like this, goes to guard the fish stall, and becomes a fish-killing Xi Shi."

"That's right." Yu Guili was not polite, and said with a smile, "The market is not far from our school, and there are so many compassionate students in the school, all of them come to our stall to buy fish, saying that they are going to release animals. I was believable then."

Thinking of this, Yu Guili sneered and laughed out loud, "Later, the dormitory auntie in the boys' dormitory smelled the fish soup and searched for a lot of pots."

The diners outside are noisy, and the kitchen inside kills fish and cooks soup, reminiscing about the past and chatting about family affairs.Life took a big turn, blood was shed for fame and fortune, and finally fell on daily necessities.

When the diners are almost gone, the crucian carp chopped into large pieces is also marinated just right.

Sour and spicy chopped peppers and ginger and garlic are sautéed until fragrant, then stewed with fish cubes and tofu, a lot of raw chili noodles are thrown in it, and a few slices of sour papaya are added, until the sour taste of papaya is stewed into the soup, a pot of sour and fresh The spicy Dali hot and sour fish is ready.

There were quite a few people who came, old man Fang, sister fat, Lao Qi, young He Guang, and Daniel's family of four.

Everyone put the two tables together and sat down fully.

A pot of hot and sour fish is definitely not enough to eat. I cut a large plate of braised pig ears and pig intestines in the refrigerator, and put a plate of Dengying beef for snacks made by Ivan. Pickled radish is a stack of side dishes, and fried oil-consuming shiitake mushrooms It is also a good dish to boil a baby dish with a good broth and ham.

Yu Guili is capable and capable, busy before and after greeting neighbors, just like the proprietress of this shop.

He Guang looked back and forth with vigilant little eyes, sweating silently for his best friend, Zhang Yan and Yu Guili, the red rose is delicate and beautiful, the white rose is pure and pure, when lightning meets flint, who will Mobai fall into?

The others were also very curious about Meili, their eyes couldn't stop turning to her, firstly, a beauty was already attracting attention, and secondly, this was a beauty who appeared out of nowhere.

After a few words, the topic will fall on Meili.

Mobai's roommate, single, 30 years old, has a cat, a male cat, named Kebao...

After a meal, the background of the new friend Yu Guili was thoroughly understood by everyone.No one even noticed that there was another new friend tonight—Old Man Fang.

Old Man Fang: Please pay attention.

After drinking the wine from Misty Villa, Fang Tang had no choice but to take out a bottle of fresh grape wine made by Mobai.

Opened it and tasted it, immediately noticed, and yelled for Mo Bai to make up the wine quickly.

"Tomorrow, I will drive to Misty Mountain Villa and choose a few more wines." Mo Bai's craftsmanship was not recognized for the first time, and he was not annoyed. He has a specialization in art, and he was originally a cook, not a wine maker. .

The table is full of wine and food, and the table is a mess.

The two aunts who were doing odd jobs had already returned home from get off work. Everyone seemed to be at home, clearing the table and washing the dishes.

A group of people closed the door and went home separately. Du Yang and He Guang walked in front. He Guang saw something on his mobile phone and handed it to Du Yang. .

Yu Guili just looked at it like that, thinking of her situation in the first half of her life, suddenly felt a little bitter.

The square dancing aunts greeted Mo Bai to dance.

"Comrade Xiaoqu, you haven't been here for a long time, and your work attitude is not correct." Aunt Du waved to Mobai, half-joking with her eyebrows raised.

Mo Bai smiled at her, "I moved recently and just settled down."

"Will you come every day in the future?" Aunt Du asked again, with hope in her eyes, and she added, "Everyone wants you to come."

The aunts next to each other pushed and frolicked, but Mo Bai was generous, and turned around to the others in the group and said, "Take a break here?"

There was another group of people in the square, they were dancing ballroom dancing, the dance music of "Pretentious", and they danced three times slower. Old man Fang bent his knees and stretched out his palm towards Yu Guili. Yu Guili was taken aback, then smiled and held it Old man Fang's hand entered the dance floor.

Mobaijiu was a little dizzy from drinking, so he didn't go to dance, and sat side by side with Ivan on the small flower bed.

It's getting colder, but the small square is still very lively.

Vendors selling candied gourds, balloons, and water guns, brats running around the field, aunts wriggling happily amidst loud music, uncles pumping tops vigorously...

The smell of fireworks in the world is most soothing to the hearts of mortals.

Yu Guili was rescued, and now she seems to be emotionally stable and mentally healthy. Wang Yiming is quite relieved about this.

But Yu Guili will come to Misty Villa with Mo Bai and the others tomorrow, Wang Yiming is a little nervous, and feels a little weird, as if the characters in the pen come out alive, standing in front of him and questioning, why the hell did you write me so miserable?

In winter, my cousin loves the fireplace even more deeply, as if living and dying with the fire.

Knowing that Wang Yiming couldn't count on his cousin, he moved the ladder and entered the small side door next to the kitchen.

The cousin glanced sideways, not understanding why a patient with advanced cleanliness would like bacon, which was smoky and black.

This side room has earthen walls and a tiled roof, and Wang Yiming's "private goods" are hidden inside. Rows of bacon and sausages are neatly hung. The old house is warm in winter and cool in summer, ventilated, and is most suitable for storing bacon.

These bacons were all made by Wang Yiming himself. The meat was a half-sized pig that grew up eating wild vegetables and grains. The firewood for the bacon was pine branches found in the mountains, and the smoked meat had a pine aroma.

He took off a piece of fat and thin streaky bacon, and slipped out a bunch of sausages by the way.

The skin of the bacon is burned until it bursts. When cleaning, use a knife to scrape off the charred grease on the surface, revealing the golden and tender meat.

Cut the sausage obliquely and spread it on the bottom of the bowl. Cut the bacon into palm-sized pieces and spread it evenly on top of the sausage.

Put it on the pot and steam it on high heat.

The oil from the streaky bacon seeps into the sausages, making the sausages moist and oily, with a strange fragrance.

Wang Yiming carried a small basket to the mountains to pick wild vegetables. In spring and summer, the mountains were full of treasures, but in winter there were fewer wild vegetables. He wanted to dig some wild onions and ear roots, and see if he could encounter wild fungi growing on rotten tree stumps.

As soon as he walked out of the courtyard, he saw a car driving down the mountain road, the headlights of the car flashed in the mist, and Wang Yiming stopped.

After Mo Bai and Ivan got out of the car, a tall girl in a wine red cashmere coat and long hair got off the back seat. Wang Yiming suddenly felt a little nervous.

Yu Guili was also a little surprised. Wang Yiming in his impression looked like an urban elite in suits and leather shoes. Now he has short hair, old cotton-padded jacket and homemade trousers, and carries a bamboo vegetable basket. He looks at them with a hint of horror in his eyes.

Wang Yiming shook the basket in his hand, "I'll go to the mountain to pick some wild vegetables, you sit down first."

"I'll go with you." Yu Guili put her hands in the pockets of her coat and said distantly.

Knowing that Yu Guili wanted to talk to Wang Yiming alone, Ivan and Mo Bai didn't follow. After saying hello, they entered the courtyard one after the other.

As soon as he stepped into the yard, a goose suddenly screamed "Kah--".

Ivan was curious, so he hurried over to have a look.

I saw two geese overlapping each other. The upper goose opened its sharp beak and pecked at the head of the lower goose. The lower one was panicked and wanted to struggle away, but the upper one was obviously much stronger and died. Press it firmly, and the goose below cannot move.

Ivan thought that the two geese were fighting, as if the god of justice possessed him, so he found a stick and prepared to save the oppressed goose.

Mo Bai held him back, smiled and shook his head at him.

When Ivan turned his head, he saw that the goose's buttocks retracted slowly, and then walked off the goose's back.

Ivan blushed, put down the stick, and plucked his little prickly head without embarrassment.

It's broad daylight, why are you playing hooligans?