As soon as Ming Wei said it, he regretted it, where is this like what a senior foodie would say? Crabs are fresh and everyone is pressed by, and smart cooks will remind diners that this thing should be eaten at the end, and Zhou Yi is obviously the same.

The green onion and ginger crab that was still holding the pipa and half-covering the face was really put at the end, but the foodies didn't wait too long, Zhou Yi's dishes were so delicious, although they didn't make the 'getaway' level of anti-heaven dishes, it was enough to make them intoxicated, in just a dozen minutes, the fish and shrimp and water celery were swept away, and even the most shy Chang Xianggu was dizzy. The boat's daughter is open-minded by nature, and she also drank a few glasses of 'Five Gods Brew' brought by Zhou Yi with her grandfather.

"Good wine, good food! I'm ashamed to say that it's the first time I've eaten such authentic fish and shrimp in most of my life on the water. Great monk, you didn't introduce the wrong person. ”

The top food can really help people recover their good mood, after chewing, the gloomy clouds and mist just now were suddenly swept away, Chang Sihai smacked his lips, and he was still a little unsatisfied, and reached out and grabbed the sea bowl: "Haha, Mr. Zhou is really the Fang family, and he is really an expert!"

"Ah, how is that? How can there be pork belly in the fried crab?"

In this plate of crabs that have been fried to a golden brown, there are three or five pieces of fat pork belly, flashing with a dazzling bright light, catkins suddenly frowned, girls rarely like to eat fatty meat, and crabs with fatty meat, it seems that they will eat bad stomach, right?

"Haha, Miss Liu doesn't know about Chongming old hairy crabs, this is a summer crab, not as cold as autumn crabs, so there will be no problem with stir-frying with meat. ”

Chang Sihai praised again and again: "Mr. Zhou is a real expert, and he can see that there are many female crabs and few male crabs in my family, so the fried oil is not enough, and it is not crispy and delicious enough, so he added pork belly fat." Many boatmen know this trick, but few dare to try it, because the crab and meat are fried together, and the heat is too difficult to master. But Mr. Zhou fried this plate of crabs. You don't need to eat it to know it's perfect, well, the meat aroma and the crab freshness are perfectly integrated, and the gods are about to jump off the wall when they smell it. I can't help it, I'll have a piece first, everyone, please!" he picked up a crab leg and threw it directly into his mouth, making a sound like chewing twist.

"It's delicious, it's really delicious!"

Mingwei had eaten fried hairy crab, but it was the first time he had seen it fried like this, and the monk picked up a piece of pork belly and put it in his mouth. After only one bite of it, his whole body trembled, and he even called Amitabha: "Lord Zhou, the monk will follow you in the future, I have eaten such meat, how can the poor monk bear to leave you?"

The original fluffy crab legs were removed by Zhou Yi and cleaned, fried until the outside was charred and the inside was tender, and it was immediately spread out when you put it in your mouth and chewed it gently, which was better than the taste of eating twist flowers, but the crab meat inside was very tender. There doesn't seem to be a feeling of old-fashioned, stiff and rigid, and the crab shell is fried into crab crisp, in which the crab roe with perfect flavor brings up the umami of the sky, and goes straight to the seven orifice of people's yang, so refreshing!

Try to eat a bite of pork belly. Where is this pork, it is simply crab meat, the cream fat and lard of the male crab are perfectly blended, and the entrance is fresh and sweet, where will there be a half-greasy feeling? Even the catkins are full of praise. One person simply swept away most of the pork belly on the plate.

Everyone turned into foodies, and before they knew it, a large plate of fried crabs disappeared. One by one, they comfortably touched their little stomachs and reminisced about the delicious taste just now.

"This Uncle Zhou is really amazing"

Chang Xianggu looked at Zhou Yi with wide eyes, her eyes were full of curiosity and admiration, in the eyes of the boatman's daughter, it was the most awesome ability to be able to rectify the fresh food and seafood in the lake. On the water, the person who can keep the boatman in good terms can bring good luck to everyone.

It is not strange to see Zhou Yi's craftsmanship willow catkins and great monks, but Chang Sihai is extremely surprised, there are too few materials prepared for this lunch, so it passed, before bringing dinner, there were more than a dozen young and middle-aged people who looked like boatmen, and after listening to Chang Sihai's introduction, they knew that these were his apprentices and grandchildren, two of whom were the owners of the 10,000-ton bulk carrier.

These men who worked the water were all straight-tempered, and they didn't say anything polite to Zhou Yi, they threw the fresh seafood they brought to the ground one by one, and said with a grin: "Listen to the master, Mr. Zhou's craftsmanship is good, and I will trouble you that night, we people know that if we boil the water and put some salt to eat, we can't change so many tricks for you, hehe."

Zhou Yi took a look, yes, not only the lake fresh, but also all kinds of seafood, among which there is actually a small half-pulled shark fin, with a small hen raised by Chang Sihai, this is a dish of eight treasures. The rest of the sea cucumbers, starfish, clams, and clams have two wooden pots, and when they see the catkins and small leaves, their eyes are shining.

This chef is decided, Zhou Yi is not disgusted, although he is paid to hire, but so many men are just for a stone, they have to take out their lives to fight for themselves, what is the point of cooking a few meals for them? Not to mention that if I don't cook for a long time, I really have some itchy hands.

Chang Xianggu was very well-behaved, and when she saw Zhou Yi cooking, she also followed into the kitchen, and made the second and third kitchens side by side with Liu Wu, and there were two beauties to help wash the vegetables and choose vegetables, and it didn't take long to start eating.

These boatmen screamed when they ate, the five gods were long gone, but the boatman's favorite sixty-seven-degree old white dry was there, and they all drank it with a bowl without a cup, and they all looked for Zhou Yi to drink, and finally they were all poured to the ground by Zhou Yi.

So in addition to the god of cooking, Zhou Yi got the title of the god of wine again, the men laughed and laughed for a while, and fell asleep casually in a place, some squeezed into a room with Chang Sihai, some ran to the kitchen, and some simply spread some hay on the ground and were swept to the ground, but they were drunk, but they set aside a single room for Liu Fu and Chang Xianggu.

Although Zhou Yi is not hypocritical, he is used to it, seeing that he has no place to sleep, he smiled and shook his head, forget it today, it is good to practice more pile skills. Although the internal qi can now run spontaneously, it doesn't matter if you stand on the pile or not, Zhou Yi still likes to stand when he has nothing to do, whether it's nostalgia or passing the time, it's just a thought.

Bishui Wo is located in the depths of Chongming Island, surrounded by an inland mountain range, very quiet and secluded, especially at night, the four fields are quiet, listening to the frogs by the water, not only do you not feel irritable in your heart, but a cool and deep secluded, that is, no matter how impetuous people come here, they will slowly calm down.

Zhou Yi found a relatively flat waterfront wetland, beside him was a shrub more than one person high, and the water vapor was rushing to his face, a kind of aura that was quite similar to the earth spirit qi came to his face, although there were some impurities, it was not as good as the light of the sexual spirit after being purified by him, but it made people very comfortable.

Taking a few breaths gently, Zhou Yi closed his eyes slightly, his feet were not bad, and he stood up with the Wudang pile method he learned from the magazine, not wanting to feel that his mind had just sunk to the end of his nose, and he heard a soft sound from more than ten meters away.

"Who?"

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The number of words in this chapter is a little less.,It's a bit stuck.,There's a change in the evening.。 Tomorrow's three more :) (To be continued.) )