"This is indeed not a dumpling, so what is it?" Lu Zhizi was very curious, and Zhong Cang was also curious, it was the first time he had seen such food.

Ao Muyang said with a smile: "Actually, you are right when you say that it is a dumpling, the method is similar to a dumpling, it is called lard gnocchi, it is not our practice, I learned it from the southern pastry chef." ”

He fished out the gnocchi, and the dough that had just come out of the pot was round, chubby, and round, rippling slightly with the noodle soup inside.

One person has a big bowl, and several people sit around the dining table while chatting and eating.

Zhong Cang is not a soldier but has the style of a soldier, eats vigorously, picks up the bowl and scoops a soup ball with a spoon and puts it in his mouth.

Ao Muyang hurriedly said: "Don't......"

He said it late, and Zhong Cang's face suddenly changed.

Ao Muyang hurriedly picked up the queen next to him, and spread his wings to block Zhong Cang.

"Poof......

A mouthful of hot soup spat out and splashed on him.

The old man Ao Zhibing, who was sitting next to him, had wrinkles and twists on his face, and he gasped and said, "Why is this thing so hot?"

Ao Muyang looked at Zhong Cang in astonishment and said, "Brother Cang, aren't you too hot?"

Zhong Cang gritted his teeth and said, "It's hot!"

Ao Muyang said: "This thing is pork lard inside, it must be very hot when it comes out of the pot, why do you think it will flow in it? Because the temperature is too high, the lard is completely melted!"

The queen looked at him in amazement, shook her wings and said, "Quack." ”

Ao Muyang let go of it with a smile and said, "I wasted my preparation in vain." ”

He thought that Zhong Cang would spit out the soup hotly, so he pulled the queen's wings as a shield.

As a result, Zhong Cang was also determined, and swallowed the soup stiffly, but Ao Zhibing, who he didn't notice, spit out the soup after eating a soup ball.

Lu Zhizi's smiling eyes bent into crescent moons: "The queen is really lucky, no, haha, this should be said that people are not as good as heaven!"

Ao Muyang wiped off the soup and said, "This everyone blows and eats again, and they can't eat it." ”

Blowing hot air, he ate a gnocchi in his mouth.

The thin crust of glutinous rice breaks at the touch of a button, the sweet lard sauce flows in the mouth, and the aroma of lard, sesame seeds, peanuts and chopped walnuts all come together to make your mouth full of flavor.

Because Ao Muyang has adjusted the meat filling, the soup is oily but not greasy, and everyone can let go of their belly to eat.

There are many fishermen's customs, and they are particular about it every day during the New Year.

After breaking the five, there is also the seventh day of the first month, which is called the day of the people in the local area, and there is a custom of eating seven vegetable soups.

Seven vegetable soup is a mixture of vegetables to make porridge, there is no hard and fast rule for this, anyway, you can cook whatever vegetable porridge you like.

Ao Muyang used spinach, cabbage, baby cabbage, radish, chrysanthemum, celery and evergreen to boil into a pot, add a little gnocchi to it, and then put shrimp, which became a pot of seafood gnocchi soup.

Lu Zhizi drank the seven-vegetable soup and said with a smile: "The Spring Festival here in Hongyang is really interesting, there are so many customs, you can eat it every day, you can hold a food festival." ”

Ao Muyang said: "Not only are there many kinds of dishes, but we have a saying about every custom here, this is the local fisherman's culture, but it is actually different from the Hongyang City." ”

Lu Zhizi asked with great interest, "What do you say about these seven vegetable soups?"

Ao Muyang said: "A legend says that many years ago, we had an old gentleman here, his wife died early, and he worked hard to raise his son, and then when the son grew up, he ran to Nanyang to work. ”

"His son would come back every year for the Chinese New Year and bring him money and food to support him, but one year, his son suddenly lost the news. Some rumors appeared that his son had an accident when he came back for the New Year and had died. ”

On the seventh day of the new year, he was so hungry that he went to the market to pick up some dishes that others didn't want and put them together to cook. ”

"Just when the pot was boiling, his son came back, driving a big boat and carrying a lot of money, it turned out that he had made a fortune in the past year, and he was too busy to leave during the New Year, and he didn't come back until the New Year. ”

Lu Zhizi said: "Oh, I understand, everyone thinks that eating this kind of seven-vegetable soup is auspicious, and then there is this custom, right?"

Ao Zhibing smiled bitterly and said: "It's really auspicious for other people, but the old gentleman may not feel that way, his son can't come back to accompany him every year during the New Year since then, at most give him some money, it's better not to get rich, the family is together for the New Year, how good?"

Ao Muyang nodded and said, "Yes, it's better to celebrate the New Year together as a family." ”

Zhong Cang pondered for a moment and said weakly: "But I want to get rich." ”

Ao Muyang took out his mobile phone and downloaded a document and handed it to him, saying, "Then you study this book of fortune, there are ways to make a fortune in it." ”

Zhong Cang shook his head: "How is it possible, what kind of book is this-"Criminal Law of the Chinese People's Republic"?!"

On the seventh day of the first lunar month, even if the New Year is over, those who should go to work will go back to work, those who should work will go to work, and the fishermen will go to sea.

Ao Muyang is not in a hurry to go to sea, it is spring, everything is recovering, and this is a good time to build a fishing ground.

Modern fishery farming is nothing more than enclosing a piece of sea, putting it into a cage, raising fish and shrimp and raising crabs in the cage, and the feed eaten by the fish, shrimp and crabs that are farmed live in dirty water, and from time to time you have to take some medicine, and the meat quality is naturally very different from that of wild seafood.

Ao Muyang didn't plan to do so, he wanted to carry out natural farming, although his fishery also kept fish, shrimp and crabs in captivity, but let them move freely and hunt freely.

In this way, one of the most important links in the breeding process is 'free predation', and these fish, shrimp and crabs must have something to hunt.

Ao Muyang wants to build an independent fishery ecological environment, in this ecological circle, the most important thing is seaweed, seaweed feeds benthic organisms and microorganisms, and benthic organisms and microorganisms are then used as rations for fish, shrimp and crabs to feed them.

There is a seaweed area in the fishing grounds, but this is not enough, he asked Land Rover and helped him contact a company specializing in marine plants, and bought seeds of seaweed, seaweed, wakame, and cauliflower, as well as some seedlings of macrophylla.

Seaweed can not only be used as food and a place for fish, shrimp and crabs, but also can be harvested and sold for profit, and the price of high-quality seaweed is very high.

When buying seaweed and seaweed seeds, Ao Muyang found something very interesting, which was called a polyp incubator.

Today, the world's top marine tourist destinations focus on reefs and diving, both of which are attributed to polyps.

However, polyps are fragile and environmentally demanding, they can only survive in tropical and subtropical warm current waters, and most areas of the China Sea are not suitable for them.

It just so happened that there was a warm current passing through the fishing grounds on Brick Island, which made it possible for the polyps to survive.