When I met the villagers, Canghai persuaded me to go back. Soon the whole village gathered together and walked back happily like a big market. When I returned to the village, all the households were busy taking care of the fish.

Canghai was no exception. When he returned home, he started to fish out the fish from the bathtub and took it to the kitchen to start taking care of it.

"Second brother, how do we eat at noon today?" Ping'an stretched his head and surrounded Canghai, watching Canghai take care of the fish.

The same looks as Ping'an as tiger head and iron head.

Cang Hai looked at the three heads: "We will change the pot and the rotor to eat at noon today, and the mixed fish pot and the pot to turn the pot."

Ping'an immediately swallowed his saliva and praised, "Okay, OK!"

The so-called pot turn is actually a pot sticker. When the fish is put into the pot, use dead batter to stick a circle around the large grass pot. In this way, wait for the fish to get ready, and the cakes around it will be better. Dipping such a cake into fish soup is a rare delicacy.

Canghai was busy here when he heard the phone in his pocket ringing.

He signaled to Ping An, and Ping An immediately understood and touched the phone from Cang Hai's pocket and handed it to Cang Hai.

Seeing that Wen Yidao called, Cang Hai immediately stood up, rushed to the edge of the pool, and then wiped his hands dry.

When Cang Hai picked up the phone, Wen Yidao had already hung up, so Cang Hai dialed over.

After a call was made, Wen Yidao opened his mouth and asked, "Why didn't you answer just now?"

"It's cooking lunch," Cang Hai replied.

"Haha, you didn't expect that we were picking up fish. Have you seen the photos I sent you? We have picked up about twenty fish now..." Wen Yidao said on the other end of the phone.

Canghai laughed at the end of his eyes: "You can just pick up fish? Our entire village has been picking up almost one morning. I tell you that each family has at least 100 kilograms of fish. Can you show off your 20 or so in front of me?"

"How is that possible?"

Wen Yidao didn't believe it.

Canghai said, "I'll take a photo later to show you. My current large bathtub is filled with fish all the time, and there are not even small ones. The smallest one weighs six or seven pounds. I don't know which fish are so many in this reservoir."

Wen Yidao said: "Yes, we came here to plant trees today. Someone noticed that fish were jumping on the riverbed where the floods rushed out. So now everyone is not planting trees anymore and picking up fish. I will go back to build a pond to raise the live fish and keep it for eating slowly."

"If you want to raise it, you can raise it. Anyway, you have a lot of people there, so you can just raise it by asking a few people to dig a hole or something. By the way, let me tell you something. There is a flood discharge lake in the Pig Skin Ditch. It seems that the lake is quite deep and has accumulated a lot of water. Does this lake lead to your vicinity?"

Wen Yidao said, "There are you all there? The ditch where I plant trees here is by the lake. If there is no break in the middle, then this lake is OK. If this lake can be found all the time, then it will be easier for us to plant trees in the future. Don't use animals to pull water, just fetch water from the lake..."

Hearing Wen Yidao say this, Cang Hai subconsciously prepared to persuade her, but she swallowed it again when she was at her mouth. It was not that Cang Hai was not authentic, but that she could not explain to Wen Yi. The survival rate of trees planting with the well water they had used to lay the materials there was a higher survival rate. After thinking about it, I felt that the water source is so close, and it seemed that it would not be a big problem to make the tree survive. So Cang Hai let go of this topic.

The two brothers chatted for five or six minutes and hung up the phone. Cang Huo put his phone back in his pocket and continued to take care of Xiaobayu.

Most of the small fish were scaleless, with only four or five scales. Canghai was busy at the same time. After about ten minutes, Canghai took care of the small fish and brought half a basin of fish to the kitchen.

Marinate the fish with ingredients, wash your hands and take the flour and batter. The batter you turn into the pot should be thicker, otherwise it will not be hung on the wall of the pot, but it should not be too thick. It will be cooked slowly if it is too thick, and it will not taste delicious. It will not absorb the fresh flavor of the fish. Therefore, turning into the pot is quite a test of the skill.

"Peace, burn the fire"

"Oh, okay!" Ping An's tone was filled with joy, and he rushed to the stove and started to make a fire.

Waiting for the pot to heat, Canghai poured oil into the pot. The oil was squeezed from rapeseed seeds grown at home last year. As soon as it came out of the oil bucket, it had a strong rapeseed smell. When the oil heated, the rapeseed smell began to exude a special aroma.

He used a spatula to spread the oil on the four walls of the pot without leaving anything empty. Canghai wrapped the fish with a layer of flour and put it in the pot to fry. Waiting for all the fish to enter the pot, Canghai began to turn the fish one by one in the order of putting it in the pot. Canghai was very careful in his movements and tried to avoid hurting the fish skin.

Because the fish is covered with flour, the fish is fried until it is golden.

Scatter the fried fish out of the pot, wash the pot and add oil again. This time, some ingredients, such as garlic, bay leaves, dried red peppers, etc., put them in the oil and stir-fry them. As soon as the aroma comes out, the fried fish is poured into the pot, stir-fry for a few times, and the fish body is covered with fresh oil. Canghai adds water to the pot. As soon as the water has passed, he puts his hands in it.

After adding vinegar to the soup and pouring a cup of white wine, Canghai grabbed the kneaded batter and began to smear along one side of the pot. The batter was close to the edge of the soup and slapped it as a palm-wide one. At this time, the whole step was officially completed, and the rest depends on safety.

The heat in this pot cannot be big. When the fish is cooked, the cakes should not be too small. When the cakes cannot be cooked, they will fall into the soup. Therefore, the heat must be controlled in a state of not too big or small.

It goes without saying that the skill of burning fire in peace is used to burning fire. This kid has used all the skill of burning fire in school. When Cang Hai said this, he understood.

After three minutes, the steam of the pot started to rise and drifted into the air through the gaps in the wooden pot lid.

Ping An sniffed two mouthfuls of fragrance: "Second brother, it smells so good."

"Your second brother is not fragrant, the fish soup is fragrant." Canghai is in a very good mood now and joked.

"The smell of fish soup is the smell of fish soup." Ping An grinned and said silly.

Waiting for the heat on the pot to rise like a chimney, Canghai opened the pot and looked at it. He reached out and pressed it on the pot. He found that the pressed noodles had not yet risen, so he covered the pot with the lid.

"Ping An, just suck some fire and just slim the fire. Go and bring the bowl and prepare for dinner right away," Cang Hai said.

Hearing Canghai say this, Ping An immediately patted the gray on his hand and stood up.

"Wash your hands, wash your hands!"

Seeing this guy slap his hands twice and preparing to get the bowl, Cang Hai immediately asked the kid to wash his hands first. Ping An was so happy that he went to wash his hands honestly.

When the steam in the pot was full again, Canghai opened the pot and pressed it and found that the rotor of the pot was cooked, from the original white to the light yellow-brown color.

Cover the lid, reach out and pull out the heat in the stove. After simmering for about a minute, the rotor of this small fish pot was officially prepared.

The fish was filled with a large basin, and the rotor of the pot was shoveled out and changed to a small piece of slap. The white face was golden and the place where the pot was placed neatly on the plate. It was brought to the small table in the kitchen and prepared to start the meal.

As soon as Cang Hai sat down, he came over with the tiger head of the rice bowl and the iron head of the rice bowl.

A half pot of rotor was placed in the iron head basin, a little fish soup was poured on it, and Ping An also asked him to take two fruits from the house, and finally served with a persimmon cake. This was Tie Tou's lunch.

Hutou’s lunch was a few fish heads that no one had eaten. The staple food was the rice left over yesterday. Originally, Canghai was preparing to stir-fry this morning, but who knew that he forgot about breakfast when he caught fish, and now he was just for Hutou to eat it for lunch.

Hutou and Tie Tou started eating first. Canghai picked up the chopsticks and saw Ping An sitting there motionless, so he opened his mouth and said, "If I am busy with something else in the future, you can eat it first. I don't care about it here."

Ping An was happy to catch a pot rotor, opened his mouth, and bit it down in one bite. He bit off half of the pot rotor.

"Eat slowly, no one will compete with you." Cang Hai couldn't help but shook his head.

"Second brother, it's so delicious."

"If you eat more delicious food, eat more. There is more pot turner," Cang Hai said: "Eat some fish, don't hold the pot turner and chew it first. This thing is to resist hunger, eat fish first!"

"Yeah!" Ping'an nodded and extended the chopsticks in his hand towards a fish.

There are no thorns on the body of the fish, just a main thorn with fan-shaped fins on both sides of the cheeks. When eating, you usually grab your head and rub it with your mouth. The fish meat on the fish will come into your mouth. In addition to the head, there is only a thorn left in your hand.

“Yeah, it tastes good”

Canghai’s first chopsticks were also the fish I picked. After eating them, I was quite satisfied with my skills.

The two brothers were coming and going, and no one was willing to speak at the dinner table except for the sound of eating. In just half an hour, a pot of fish with all the pots and rotors were wiped out by the two brothers.

"Ah~oh!"

Canghai patted his belly and felt that it was a little difficult for him to stand up.

Not only Canghai, but also Ping An is also of this virtue. Of course, the tiger head and the iron head are not much better. It is like the iron head lying directly on the ground, patting his bulging belly with satisfaction, and they even started to doze.

"Not to wash the bowls"

Canghai found that Ping An was not even able to stand up before eating, so he asked Ping An to rest for a while before washing the dishes.

The weather was good today and the sun was coming out, so Canghai and Ping'an moved the chairs outside, basking their stomachs while happily digesting food while basking their stomachs.

Ping An took a breath and said to Canghai: "Second brother, the whole village has a smell of fish today."

"Hahaha!"

Canghai laughed loudly.

At noon today, the whole village must have tasted raw fish. How could there be no reason to not eat such big fish?

"We will continue to eat tonight, change the way we eat, steam it!"

Canghai looked at the fish hanging in his kitchen and said.

"well"

I heard that I continued to eat fish at night, Ping An nodded repeatedly.

The two guys chatted while basking in the sun, and their lives were so comfortable.
Chapter completed!