Chapter 165： The Enemy of Stewed Fish and Fried Shrimp Rice

Chapter 165 The Enemy of Stewed Fish and Fried Shrimp Rice

"The roe is beaten with a stick to scoop up the fish, and the pheasant flies into the rice pot!"

"Among the fish that could be caught with a bucket of water, the old man fish was the one that caught the most!"

Hearing that the father and daughter went back and forth, and ordered this stewed old man fish, Zhao Meng was quite emotional.

"Actually, this old man fish is the best! It's a real wild fish!"

Zhao Meng's master was a itinerant cook who traveled all over the country to catch up with banquets, so he was well-informed.

Understood by his ears and eyes, Zhao Meng has some understanding of the customs and customs of various places.

When the old man fish was mentioned, he couldn't help but say a few more words.

"I heard from my master that in the 1970s, he walked by a remote Paozi in Mishan, and he was shocked!"

"I saw a pile of old man's fish heads on the side of the paozi. Judging from the size of the fish heads, they should be more than a catty. It only lifted more than one meter, and it was full of big old man fish and big crucian carp."

Zhao Meng recalled his master's tone when he mentioned this matter back then, and said with a smile: "The old man said before that fishing in such an environment would be really fun! It's a pity that it has become history, now as long as there is a place with paozi There is someone to manage it, so how can you fish casually!"

Fu Yu listened to Zhao Meng's words, while taking the cleaned old man fish.

The meat of the old man fish is garlic clove meat, and the most authentic way to eat it is to stew it in sauce.

The ingredients used are the yellow sauce made by the local people. The stewed old man fish in the sauce has no other miscellaneous flavors except the fragrance of the sauce.

Put a little cold oil in the pot, turn on the fire, add the fatty meat, and stir until the oil comes out.

Add green onion, ginger, garlic and chili over low heat, stir-fry until slightly charred.

Add the sauce and stir-fry.

Wait for the taste to come out, then add an appropriate amount of water.

While Fu Yu was making stir-fried ingredients, Sun Qingning stood beside him and watched.

He said before that watching Fu Yu's cooking is like watching a performance, which is very addictive.

These words sound exaggerated, but they are also from his heart.

No matter what you do, if you perform the same action with a good-looking person, it will look more pleasing to the eye.

After the water boiled, Fu Yu poured the old man fish into the pot, added light soy sauce and dark soy sauce, and waited for the pot to boil.

After boiling, add a large amount of rice wine.

Sun Qingning quickly handed over the pot cover.

Fu Yu didn't pick it up, and taught casually: "You must not cover the pot at this time, you have to wait for the wine to evaporate to take away the smell."

After boiling the pot, scoop out the floating powder.

At this time, Fu Yu took the lid of the pot and put it away.

Simmer on high heat.

Fu Yu looked at Sun Qingning: "This fish must be stewed on high heat, and don't stir the fish during the process to prevent the fish from breaking."

Sun Qingning nodded hurriedly, remembering carefully.

Finally collect the juice and take it out of the pot.

There is no skill to speak of on the plate. This dish is piled up into a small hill, and the sauce-colored fish is garnished with some green onion and coriander, and it is ready to serve.

The waiter took away a plate of old man fish stewed in sauce.

Sun Qingning subconsciously twitched his nostrils twice, as if the braised old man fish in sauce full of smoke and fire was lingering on the tip of his nose, teasing his fish-craving nerves from time to time.

"This fish stew is really delicious!"

Fu Yu smiled, he was actually a bit greedy.

Unfortunately, although this fish looks inconspicuous, the price of wild fish like this is quite expensive.

As long as there are knowledgeable customers ordering in the store, there will be no refunds.

These people can only live an eye addiction.

The food passer brings the dishes to the table.

Suddenly, the fragrant sauce fish smell filled the room.

The middle-aged woman involuntarily twitched her nostrils a few times, and thought to herself: It smells so good!

And the old man next to him suddenly muttered something vaguely.

If someone can identify it carefully, they will recognize that what he said is: stewed fish and fried shrimp, the enemy of rice.

The middle-aged woman naturally couldn't hear clearly, so she asked helplessly but also full of expectation: "Dad, is this what you want to eat?"

The old man's eyes gradually brightened, with a happy look on his face, he reached out and grabbed the chopsticks, rushed towards the fish on the plate, and poked at it.

This time, instead of throwing a temper tantrum because it didn’t suit me like before, I tried to stir up the fish with chopsticks, wanting to taste it.

The middle-aged woman was immediately overjoyed when she saw it. The annoyance she had felt because of the old man's disobedience disappeared in an instant.

Hurriedly picked up the chopsticks, cheerfully helped the old man put the plate in front of him, carefully picked out the fishbone, and fed the fish to the old man.

When the chopsticks brought the fish to his mouth, the old man opened his mouth with rare cooperation, quickly took the fish into his mouth, chewed it twice and swallowed it, and then hurriedly stretched out the chopsticks in his hand to poke the fish.

The middle-aged woman smiled and said, "Oh! Dad, you are finally willing to eat!"

After feeding two mouthfuls of fish in succession, the middle-aged woman thought of something and greeted the waiter: "Do you have rice? Have a bowl!"

The rice used in Maxima is long-grained rice from Daoxiang Village. The steamed rice grains are crystal clear and taste sweet.

The middle-aged woman carefully cleaned the fish bones, mixed the fish meat with the soup into the rice, and carefully fed the old man mouthful.

After picking the thorns for a while, the middle-aged woman also found it. The old man fish, among other things, only one point is good, and there are few thorns!

Just pick up the meat on the back of the fish and clamp it down, without any small thorns.

She took out all the back meat of several fish and piled them on the rice. Without much trouble, the old man cooperated and ate up a bowl of rice.

There is nothing left of the fish on the plate.

The middle-aged woman looked at the leftovers, hesitated for a moment, and finally greeted the waiter: "Another bowl of rice!"

This stewed fish smells really delicious!

Seeing the old man eating happily, the middle-aged woman finally relieved her depression for many days. This early in the morning, she only cared about coaxing the old man, and she herself was not exhausted.

Now, after smelling the smell of fish for a long time, I am really hungry.

Taking advantage of the fact that the old man had eaten and was quiet, the middle-aged woman gave the old man the heavy old-fashioned cookbook to play with.

When the rice was delivered, the middle-aged woman stretched out her chopsticks, picked out a piece of fish left on the plate, wrapped it in soup, put it in a bowl, and put it into her mouth together with the rice.

The stewed rotten old man fish, the meat is delicious and delicate, and it is delicious and juicy after a bite.

The middle-aged woman ate the fish with a dull head. While eating, she couldn't help thinking that she must be very hungry. Otherwise, why would she think the fish is so delicious and fragrant!

After taking a bite, it is actually unforgettable, leaving a fragrance on the lips and teeth.

After eating a bowl of rice, the middle-aged woman looked at the little soup left on the plate with some unsatisfactory eyes. At this moment, she suddenly understood the salivating feeling of her old man before.

Putting down the chopsticks, the middle-aged woman turned her head and whispered to the old man, "Dad, this stewed old man fish in sauce is really delicious. No wonder you want to eat it. I'll bring you over next time, shall I?"

The old man didn't know if he understood, he just looked over with a smile and faltered something.