Chapter 111: Tile Fish

What to eat, Lamei is not going to be divided. Because it was all given by Wang Xiaoye in the previous life, www.biquge.info had to let the parents eat it in their mouths, and they couldn't help but take it out as they were, eat the same and say the same, and they couldn't eat it all at once.

Rice, noodles, oil, etc., are given to them when they have a pot. Now there is no pot, and it is not enough to give them a drop of worry!

The flowers bloom three times, which can only be described one by one.

Let's talk about the side of the food first:

On the first day, I was given two smoked chickens, and Lamei left behind.

The next day, the yellow face nest was delivered.

Yellow noodles cannot be eaten cold. It's cold and hard, and it's not sticky at all. In the previous life, there was a pot, and Lamei propped up one, and when it was almost noon, she heated up all the yellow noodles given by Wang Guiyong in the previous life.

On this day, the team's canteen made millet porridge, cornmeal nests, and half a portion of fried cabbage per person.

After Lamei watched her father Wang Changsuo eat and left, she hurriedly flashed into the space passage, brought out the hot yellow noodle nest, and came to the gate of her parents' house under the shroud of the space passage, and then flashed out.

"Wow! Wang Guiyong shouted first.

"It's still hot, eat it quickly, it's hard when it's cold. Lamei said, putting the grate containing the yellow noodle nest on the dining table.

Uncle Wang Changzhu was sharp-eyed, and Lamei saw it as soon as he entered the courtyard, and then followed up with the east wing and asked, "Lamei, this yellow-faced nest was also given by the white-haired grandmother?"

Lamei: "Uh-huh. Where else am I going to get it?"

Wang Changzhu: "Hey, it's quite hot, just out of the pot?"

Lamei: "No, it's steamed and then hot." ”

Wang Changzhu didn't hold it back, picked up one with chopsticks and ate it, and said while eating: "It's delicious, sticky and fragrant, exactly the same as the steamed at home in the past." ”

After Ma Huien exchanged a few words, he found a plate, sandwiched five yellow-faced nests into it, and said to Wang Guiqiang: "Qiangzi, you send it to your grandparents, everyone can taste it." ”

He picked up one with chopsticks and said to Lamei, "You can eat one too, and try it." ”

Lamei waved her hand: "I've already eaten it." It's all for you. ”

As he spoke, Wang Changzhu had already lowered his stomach with a yellow-faced nest, and he inserted another one. Wang Changsuo, Wang Guiqiang, Wang Xiaoling, Wang Xiaohua, and Wang Guiyong also ate with chopsticks. Mother Ma Huien inserted one to feed Wang Xiaoye.

When Wang Changzhu finished eating the second one, there were only three left on the grate, and his mother Ma Huien had not eaten yet.

Wang Changzhu smiled "hehe", pulled one up and left. Lamei, who was watching from the sidelines, was so angry that she was angry!

In his previous life, Wang Guiyong gave a total of sixteen, but as a result, five were given to Beiwu, and Wang Changzhu ate three, which accounted for half of them.

Father, brother, sister, Wang Xiaohua, and Wang Guiyong each ate one of them. Mother and Wang Xiaoye ate one, and there were only two left in the grate.

And four people in the north room take up eight, which is too unfair!

Looking at Wang Guiyong again, he had already gobbled up one, and looked at the two on the grate salivating.

Thinking that this was given by him in his previous life, he had to let him eat enough in this life. Lamei took his chopsticks, pinched a yellow-noodle nest from the middle, inserted it halfway and handed it to him.

Wang Guiyong took a big bite again.

"Xiaohua, how did you eat the smoked chicken I sent last night?" Lamei called Wang Xiaohua aside and asked.

Yesterday she left two smoked chickens and left, but today it was because Wang Changzhu followed and ate the first one to eat without paying attention to it, so she stayed to watch.

Wang Xiaohua: "My father sent one to my grandfather." ”

Lamei: "One for the four of them, one for the seven of you, how can you divide it like this?"

Wang Xiaohua pursed his mouth and said unhappily: "I don't want either, my father has to send it like this." What can I do? My dad is like this, he eats separately, and he always clings to the old man.

"Lamei, don't give anything anymore, it's not enough to cure your qi. Look at my uncle's eating appearance today, it's like grabbing. ”

Lamei didn't say anything more. Father's filial piety is commendable, but now there are too few things, and it is not easy to toss a little by himself.

It's okay to let grandparents eat, but robbing like an uncle makes the parents and family unhappy, and the gains outweigh the losses, and it also lives up to the filial piety of Wang Guiyong and Wang Xiaoye in the previous life.

It seems that as long as you live in a courtyard, you will never stop giving your parents food, and you will get angry if you don't make trouble.

But repairing and building a house is a big deal, and she can't do it. The only way is to give them a clear distribution and try not to grab food.

With this idea, she made two carp into tile fish.

Tile fish is a fish body cut into several sections, large pieces of fish meat, the person at the table to clip a piece of fair and reasonable, but also let people eat a piece of enjoyment.

In fact, there is no complicated process in this dish, Lamei did not do much in her previous life, and the various processes can still be recalled now.

The key is the condiment.

Don't worry about oil, Wang Xiaoye gave it in the previous life, flour can replace water starch. As for green onions, ginger, garlic, dried peppers, green and red peppers, bean paste, vinegar, salt, chicken essence, sugar, etc., you can only buy them in the supermarket in your previous life.

Thinking that there would be opportunities to cook in the future, I bought some of everything. Fortunately, the space channel has a freshness preservation effect and will not rot in a short time.

Once the condiments are ready, start doing:

First, cut two carps weighing more than two catties each into six large pieces, and split the head from the middle.

There is a purpose in cutting Lamei like this:

In order to blend in with the family and mingle with the family, she plans to eat this meal at home. Even if Grandma Wang Zhang is unwilling, there are fish and flatbread blocking her mouth, I believe she can't say anything.

And she stayed up thirsty all winter, and she was indeed a little hungry.

Two fish cut into twelve large pieces, four people in the north house, and eight people on her parents' side, just one person and a big piece.

In this way, there is also a reason to give some less to Beiwu: it was originally one person together, but if there is more, there will be no separation.

If it was made into two whole children, my father would probably send one to the north house.

Although this is not as good as the whole fish, it is delicious, soaked in the flavor, and it is also separated.

After the fish is cut, pour an appropriate amount of oil into the pot, burn the oil temperature to 80% hot, turn to medium heat, put the fish into the pot one by one, fry one side to brown, carefully turn over, and then fry the other side, and fry both sides until golden brown.

After the fish pieces are sandwiched, heat the remaining oil in the frying pan, add ginger and garlic, dried peppers, green and red peppers, and stir-fry until fragrant.

Then add a tablespoon of bean paste, a tablespoon of vinegar, two tablespoons of salt, and mix well.

Pour the ingredients from the frying pan into the fish in the wok, add an appropriate amount of water, shake the pan, cover the pan and simmer over medium heat for about 10 minutes.

When the water is almost dry, add chicken essence, a small spoon of sugar, and an appropriate amount of flour instead of water starch to thicken, and a pot of tile fish is ready.

Finally, sprinkle the green onion and taste it yourself, hey! The color and flavor are complete, and it is no less than the craftsmanship of the previous life.