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Chapter 677: Fish Feast

Looking down at the red mark on his chest, he felt like a fire was burning. The fat man couldn't help but feel angry: "I'll eat this big fish at noon tonight——"

That is, his physique is good, if he is replaced by someone else, this time it will be enough to raise half a month.

"Leave it to me!" Mo Rigen saw that the fat man took out a knife to slaughter the fish, and hurriedly came up, if nothing else, it was such a big fish skin, and he had to keep it.

In recent years, there are fewer and fewer big fish, and when sewing fish skin clothes, fish skin below two or three catties is not made at all, not to mention the small pieces, and the texture is not tough enough.

The fat man handed him the knife, only to see that Mo Rigen first cut off the head of the fish, and then slashed twice on the back, both from head to tail. Then, he took out a knife shaped like a crescent moon in his pocket and began to peel the skin.

Qiqi and Ye Zi both squatted next to them and looked at Rare: "Wooden knife, how hard it is——"

"If you use an iron knife, it is easy to cut the skin of the fish. The tools used by the Hezhe to clean up the fish skins were all wood, including mallets, axes, and saws, but we didn't bring them with us this time. Mo Rigen said as he peeled the fish. When it was peeled to the stomach, the two hands tore it vigorously, and half of the fish skin was completely peeled off.

"I'll scrape the scales. Ye Zi took the initiative to ask.

"After the shade is dry, use a wooden saw to remove the scales, and now scrape, the skin of the fish will not be strong. "Mo Rigen told the fat man to find a large wooden plank, then flatten the fish skin, nail it to it, and after drying it, it can be tanned.

"Uncle Hero, when are you going to make me a fishskin coat?" Qiqi knew that Mo Rigen meant to be a hero, so he asked him with wide eyes.

"The real hero is your fat uncle, who can catch such a big fish from the water with his bare hands, that is the hero. Mo Rigen kissed Qiqi's forehead again and said, "These two pieces of fish skin are enough to make you a pair of fish skin pants, and when the time comes, pick some saffron and dye the fish skin red——"

The fat man was embarrassed by his praise: "Hehe, after I was beaten for a while, there was a wave of tiger energy, hehehe-Brother Mozhigen, are you still satisfied with our place?"

Mo Rigen nodded again and again: "After I go back, I will tell the clansmen, it is estimated that everyone will rush to come!"

The fat man was overjoyed, blinked his little eyes and said: "That's the best, by the way, I will also restore some of the traditional crafts of your nation, birch fur hats, fish skin clothes, roe deer skin robes, these can be sold." If nothing else, just this set of fish skin clothes will cost thousands of yuan. ”

"There are more than 5,000 people in our clan, and you can't live here, fat man. Mo Rigen said with a smile.

"Hehe, let's have twenty or thirty people first, it's best to be one family, and the others will look at the situation later. "The fat man has already planned, and I don't know if this thing will work, so I will try and test first.

"We, the Evenks, are also coming. Niglai also said respectfully beside him.

"And we Oroqen people!" Bo Shanhua also opened his mouth very proudly.

"Okay, this is a family, let's divide into four small tribes, twenty or thirty people from each clan, and we must bring the most distinctive things of our nation over to form a national village and develop together. "The fat man didn't expect it to go so well, you know, it is not easy to get a people out of their settlement. Fortunately, there are mountains and rivers here in the backing mountain, and there is enough charm.

"We don't care about the development of the Ministry of Development, as long as we can hunt and fish, we are content. Several people laughed, their thinking was relatively simple, not to make money, but to carry forward the tradition of their own nation.

The fat man shook his head: "I know everyone's thoughts, but with an economic foundation, it is easier to do things." My initial idea is that we will take half of the income from tourism, and how about we take a look?"

Those people were all bold men, so naturally they didn't say anything, and they all nodded in agreement. The fat man also waved his arm in high spirits: "Let's go, go back to drink and celebrate." This fish will be handed over to the Mo Rigen brothers to clean up, and we will also taste the authentic Hezhe fish feast. ”

When he arrived at the goose farm, Mo Rigen began to clean up the big fish, first cut open his belly, put his hand into it, and pulled out two large fish roe more than a foot long, which were dark green particles the size of rice grains. Mo Rigen laughed: "It's good luck, I have raw caviar to eat now." ”

I saw him rinse two slices of fish roe in water, then he grabbed them with his hands, sprinkled them with refined salt, vinegar, peppers and coriander, put them on a plate, and it was done.

The fat man couldn't help but taste it with a small spoon first, the taste was fresh and fresh, and it was really unique. And Mo Rigen, who was over there, began to cut the shredded fish again, and there were words in his mouth: "If this salmon roe is more beautiful, all of them are the size of soybean grains, crystal clear like red pearls, and they taste more chewy." If you are in winter, you can also eat sashimi, and use a planer to directly shave the fish into slices, as white as snow, and dip it in a little salt, then it is called fresh. ”

"Hehe, we've really eaten this. The fat man glanced at the car boss, he had eaten sashimi when he was fishing in the winter before, but he didn't have a planer at hand, he was cut with a knife, and it was estimated that it was not so thin.

"Winter tourism, fishing is the most important. "The fat man knows the joy of winter fishing.

"What I didn't say, catching up with the sun, is a dog sledding, to the river, digging ice and fishing, that's what is enjoyable. "Mo Rigen finished cutting the fish and mixed it with vinegar first. When you eat it, add refined salt and a few kinds of vegetables to garnish, this is the raw fish, and the fat man will also make it, but it is not so rough, and the vinegar is used less.

Seeing that there was still more than half of the fish left, Mo Rigen cut off a few more pieces of fish, threaded them with wicker, and roasted them outside with a fire. This is called "roasted ru", which is actually grilled fish. It's just that the firewood used is very particular, and different firewood can bake different flavors of burning, which is ever-changing.

"The rest can only be marinated and made into fish puffs, or fish hairs. Mo Rigen looked at the remaining half of the fish and said, in short, it can't be wasted.

"Fish hair?" Qiqi and Ye Zi looked at each other: "What is this?"

"Hahaha, it's fish floss, the little baby likes to eat it the most, uncle will make it for you. Mo Rigen seemed to really want to show his hand, throw the rest of the fish and meat into the pot, don't put any ingredients, and boil on the fire.

When the fish is almost cooked, take it out, press the juice out of the fish, and then pick up a small rolling pin and start pounding it vigorously in the basin.

Then the bottom of the pot is boiled with wheat straw, and the mashed fish is put in it and stir-fried. The simmering fire slowly burned the bottom of the pot, the fish in the pot made a slight squeak, the color gradually turned golden, and the aroma came out, and the whole room was full of sniffers, noisy and fragrant.

"The fish hairs must be made with large fish, which are scattered and fluffy after being fried, preferably salmon and large rays. Mo Rigen put some salt water and sugar water in the pot again, continued to stir-fry for a while, and then put it out, cooled it a little, and then loosened it with his hands. After a while, two large pots of fish floss were displayed in front of everyone.

Qiqi and Ye Zi both pinched a handful, put it in their mouths, and chewed slowly, full of sweetness, it was best to eat as a snack.

Of course, the fat man was not far behind, and the five-toothed scratcher stretched out, and the slightest bit fell, and he grabbed half a basin at once. Qiqi was anxious when he saw it: "Uncle Fat, this is what children eat—"

"Hehe, if the fat uncle is compared to your boss and grandfather, he is also a child. The fat man grabbed some fish hair with his other hand and stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it, and the corners of his mouth were still drooping out a little bit. This eating appearance is definitely the patent of fat people.

After a while, a table with the traditional flavor of the Hezhe people was prepared neatly, everyone sat around two tables, chewing the roasted Lu with the flavor of artemisia, sandwiched with the sour and smooth and refreshing raw fish, it really has a unique flavor.

"These dishes are good-looking, but they are a bit monotonous and not a feast. There must be ten or eight dishes on a table, so we have to explore some national characteristics. After the fat man drank three glasses of white wine, his face was neither red nor white, and his speech was not at all out of line.

Mo Rigen, Bo Shanhua and a few Mongolian high rollers are also the masters who can drink, and when they get together, they all throw off their arms and pour hard. Bo Shanhua heard the fat man say this, and he was also interested: "We Oroqen people also have their own food culture, willow artemisia tooth fish stew is the most famous, and the processing of roe deer meat, venison or something is also good, but I don't know if there is one on the mountain?"

"Needless to say, the diet of our Mongolian people is known to fat people. "Chaganbala usually mainly beef and mutton, and I really feel a little fresh about fish dishes, so I took a big bite of a piece of roasted Lu and ate it very proudly.

The fat man couldn't help but feel a little fluttering: "Today, with the help of brothers of all nationalities, our big things can be accomplished, come, do another one!"

Everyone cleared the cup again, and while they all understood, the fat man hurriedly explained the plan, so as not to faint for a while: "After you go back, prepare yourself, in short, the customs and habits of the nation's clothing, food, housing, transportation and so on must be copied over, and in the spring of next year, we will start construction, and it will be officially opened by this time next year!"

Mo Rigen rubbed his two big hands: "Fatty, I'll go back, and I'm going to come again, catch a few more big fish, make a few sets of fish skin clothes, this thing is time-consuming and labor-intensive, it's better to start early." ”

The fat man blinked his small eyes, and then nodded: "What should be prepared is that you should start early, Brother Bo, you also have to make a batch of bows and arrows, preferably crossbow arrows, easy to use, you don't need to be too strong, just enough to fight a pheasant or hare." ”

Bo Shanhua also agreed: "No problem, our traditional is bow and knife hunting, this is the best." But just pheasants and rabbits or something, it doesn't seem to be enough, it's better to have some wild boars, sika deer or something. ”

The fat man scratched the back of his head: "Let's keep these things for ourselves, and it's good for tourists to hunt hares or foxes." ”

Bo Shanhua was overjoyed when he heard it, in fact, the fat man was mainly worried about danger, after all, if the wild boar was furious, ordinary hunters would not be able to cover it.

While talking and talking, drinking to the end, these men all put a slice. Even the fat man was no exception, lying on the kang and snoring like thunder.

"A bunch of drunkards, don't care about you—" Qiqi wrinkled his little nose, stuffed a handful of fish hair into his mouth, and then rode on a big horse with Ye Zi, and ran away with a smoke.