Braised paddling, a simple dish. It is difficult to say where it originated, some say it is Suzhou, some say it is Huizhou. But this dish was once popular in Huaihai, and almost every family would make a home-cooked dish.

The big herring cuts off the meat of the tail of the fish, and two straight knives and a horizontal knife unfold the meat of the tail into a fan shape.

The big iron pot is hot, and the rapeseed oil is in the pot. The smoke point of natural vegetable oil is very low, and a large amount of oil smoke will appear when the temperature is slightly higher. Most modern kitchens do not use vegetable oil because of the large oil smoke and it is too troublesome to take care of.

But vegetable oil has a unique flavor that cannot be replaced by any other oil. That strong, tangy flavor is perfect for river fish. The earthy smell of the river fish will be suppressed by the strong aroma of vegetable oil.

In addition, fish made with vegetable oil will have another delicious taste. The oil temperature is slightly higher, add spices such as green onions, ginger and garlic, and put a spoonful of salt in the pan to prevent the fish skin from breaking when you fry the fish later.

Add a small amount of water to the surface of the fish skin and season with light soy sauce, dark soy sauce, cooking wine, rock sugar and bean paste. Cook the fish until it is cooked through, then thicken it with water starch to thicken the excess juice until thick.

The bright red broth hangs evenly on the body of the fish for the best condition, and finally sprinkles with a handful of shallots to complete the visual match.

A simple braised paddling is done, because of the process of frying first and then burning, so the fish body has a strong fried aroma. This is the main source of aroma.

To make this dish, Zhang Tong did not use a spatula throughout the whole process, and the whole fish was fried and fired with a large turning spoon until it was sent to Tian Yi until it was out of the pot.

Braised paddling is a very, very home-cooked dish, because it is so home-cooked that restaurants are reluctant to do it now.

No matter how much you cook this dish, it is difficult to burn the flowers, and no one goes to the restaurant to order it. But this home-cooked meal is a really rare memory for some.

"Mom! Mom! I scored 100 points in the math test! I got 95 points in the Chinese test!" Ten-year-old Xiao Tian Yi ran all the way home, waving a test paper in his hand. It was the paper for his midterm exam, and he was very happy because he did very well.

In the community where he returned home, Takeshi Oda trotted all the way, like a messenger delivering good news. He came home in good spirits and held up his test paper as if he were showing off.

Tian Yi's parents are at home, Tian Yi's mother greeted her little baby, looked at his test paper and praised him: "My Xiaoyi is the smartest, mom will make you a good meal tonight." Thirty-five-year-old Tian Yi's mother touched Tian Yi's head and said praisefully.

"What are you eating!" Oda Yi's eyes lit up.

"Your uncle sent two buckets of freshly squeezed vegetable oil from the countryside and asked your mother to make you braised water. Vegetable oil is delicious. Tian Yi's father said with a smile.

On the dining table, Tian Yi's mouth was full of oil, and he said that it was delicious.

My father was still tall and strong that year, and my mother was young and beautiful.

That year, Tian Yi was fifteen years old.

"Xiao Yi, it's time to eat, where are you going?" Tian Yi's mother, who was preparing to make dinner, asked Tian Yi, who was going out.

"I'll go to the same school, and I'll be back soon!" Tian Yi only said a word and ran out of the house.

"Come back early, I made your favorite braised paddling today. Tian's mother said to her son's distant back.

"Got it!" Tian Yi didn't reply. He saved money for a week, and finally had the money to invite a girl in his class to eat KFC. It was not easy to ask her out, and Tian Yi spent a lot of effort. It took half a semester to finally invite her this Sunday night.

Chatting with girls eating fried chicken at KFC, time flies. By the time Tian Yi remembered the time, it was already eight o'clock in the evening. When he got home, his father was sitting in the living room looking at him with an angry face.

And on the dining table, there is a neat table of dishes and three bowls and three pairs of chopsticks.

"What are you doing!" Dad's tone looked very angry, he pointed at Tian Yi and said, "You didn't say hello at night, what did you run to do?!Do you know how worried your mother and I are about you?"

"I went to my classmates to take study notes. Tian Yi lied.

"Fart! I called the homes of all the classmates you knew, and you weren't at any of them. What the hell are you doing?!" Dad Tian slammed the table with a loud bang.

Fifteen-year-old Tian Yi was in the rebellious period, and his neck twisted: "It's just going to take notes." Besides, I'm an adult, and I'm in charge of everything I need. ”

"You're still lying!" Father Tian angrily wanted to hit someone. Tian's mother came out and grabbed her husband and said, "Okay, the child is back, and he hasn't lost it." Let's eat first, eat first. ”

Tian Yi didn't have much appetite at the dinner table, and he was already full at KFC. He perfunctorily sandwiched some dishes, and the braised water in the middle was eaten casually, it didn't matter.

But he didn't notice that five years later, his parents had a little more gray hair.

"Xiao Yi, come out to eat. It doesn't matter if you don't get a job. You still have to eat, and if you don't eat, you're going to starve your body. Tian's mother knocked on Tian Yi's door and said worriedly.

On the other hand, Tian Yi's father said in a blunt tone: "If you don't eat, you'll starve him to death! If you can't find a good job, he's still energetic? When you were studying, you had a young love to play games and read comics, but you just couldn't read well." I spent a lot of money in the last pheasant college, and I didn't learn anything. ”

"I asked a friend to find him a job in a car factory to learn technology, but he still didn't like it. Those with high eyes and low hands still think they are some kind of character. You have to starve him for a few meals, and if you don't starve, you don't know how many bowls of rice you eat. He doesn't eat and we eat ourselves. Tian's father dragged Tian's mother over, and the two of them ate by themselves, regardless of Tian Yi, who locked himself in the room.

Tian Yi, who was in the room, smelled the aroma of food wafting from the door, as well as the braised paddling water he liked to eat, and he twitched his nose. Then he took out a packet of rusks from the drawer and nibbled on it.

In front of his computer is a notebook that he hasn't finished drawing. He found a job and provided drawing comic books on unofficial websites, both original and fandom.

"I can't look down on the job of repairing cars, I can't starve to death on my own!" Tian Yi thought fiercely in his heart. Then munch on the bread.

But Tian Yi, who hadn't communicated well with his parents for a long time, didn't notice that his father's back had begun to bend this year, and it was not as straight as before.

And the beautiful mother of the past is no longer as radiant as she used to be.

Tian Yi was still young and frivolous that year, but his parents were getting old.

"Money, money, money!" Tian Yi was arguing with his parents, and no one moved their chopsticks on the dishes at the dinner table, and the braised water was placed in the middle of several dishes.

"I know money, if you don't have money, who will raise you this year and spend so much money on you? What else do you want to buy an Apple X mobile phone, this mobile phone costs 10,000 yuan! How much money do you and your mother make a month?" Father Tian was no longer much taller than Tian Yi when he stood up, because his back began to slowly become a little hunched.

"If you have yourself, you can earn it yourself!" Father Tian pointed at Tian Yi and said loudly.

"Earn it yourself, earn it yourself!" Tian Yi rushed into his room, took his pen tablet and ran out of the house.

Behind him, there was the sound of Tian's father breaking plates, and the sound of his mother crying.

Now, Tian Yi is in tears, tears, snot and saliva are flowing. There is no image, and there is no need to care about any image.

Zhang Tong's words were like magic, opening a layer of ice in Tian Yi's heart. Tears were pouring down, saliva and snot stained the white sheets in the hospital. But now no one cares.

"I ...... I ......" Because he cried so much, Tian Yi couldn't even speak a little slurred: "I...... I'll ...... later. I can't eat it anymore, my mother made braised ...... Braised paddling. ”

Zhang Tong walked over and patted Tian Yi's shoulder gently, and said softly: "If you want to eat in the future, come to my store." Zhang Tong's eyes were slightly red, because he was so similar to Tian Yi.

Why do you want to open a small restaurant, why do you want to sell these small dishes? Because it's a way to express your thoughts.

For some people, a meal is just a meal. But for some people, some food is a thought. From the blood, from the thoughts, even if they are thousands of miles apart, they still involve constant thoughts.