Meng Shuangshuang looked at the plate of snacks in front of him curiously, trembling, translucent, and shiny: "Ning Xi, this is a bit like the skin jelly you made!" ”

Ning Xi nodded: "Well, it's almost!" She knew this thing, called bamboo shoot jelly, which was a unique snack on the seaside, which could not be eaten in inland areas, and she also knew that it was made of sandworms in the sand by the seaside, but she didn't plan to tell Meng Shuangshuang about this, lest she feel disgusted and dare not eat it.

Meng Shuangshuang picked up the chopsticks and reached out to clip them, but they couldn't be clamped at all slippery, and finally simply poked the chopsticks hard, and directly forked them up to eat: "Well, it's delicious, sour and cool, tough and slippery, you guys should try it too." ”

The rest of the people also ate some separately, Meng Shuangshuang was still waiting to continue eating, Ning Xi stopped her and said, "Don't eat too much cold things, it's not good for your stomach." ”

Meng Shuangshuang had no choice but to stop, but after a while, he asked the hostess of the fisherman if she could buy some to eat, and the hostess immediately brought out a large pot and asked her to take them all back, making Meng Shuangshuang so happy.

Not long after, a man came in with a large basin, Meng Shuangshuang glanced at it curiously, she jumped up in fright, and the whole person almost hung on Ning Xi: "Bugs, a lot of bugs." ”

It turned out that the big basin was full of finger-thick insects, about the length of a palm, densely entangled with each other, wriggling and moving, making people look at the hair in their hearts.

The man smiled honestly: "Don't be afraid, girl, this is a bamboo shoot, which is used to make bamboo shoots jelly." As he spoke, he pointed to the bamboo shoot jelly they had just eaten on the table.

Meng Shuangshuang almost turned to his stomach: "What we ate just now was made of this disgusting little worm?" Why didn't you say it earlier, I still ate so much. With her hands over her eyes, she asked her to take away all the jelly shoots on the table, and she would never see anything like this again.

Seeing Ning Xi's smiling expression, Meng Shuangshuang said angrily: "You must know, right?" ”

Ning Xi said with a smile: "I once read in the book, there are this white insects growing in the sand by the sea, people call them sand worms, and some fishermen call them bamboo shoots, the dug out sand worms are first stocked in the clear water for a day, and the sand and debris in the stomach are spit clean, and then milled with a stone mallet, roll out the internal organs and debris, and then rinse them clean, put them in water and boil, after boiling them into a sticky paste, add a little salt, scoop them out and pack them in a small porcelain bowl, and put them outside overnight. In fact, this bamboo shoot is delicious, if you don't think about its original appearance, it is also a delicacy! ”

Meng Shuangshuang covered his ears: "Okay, okay, don't say it, I won't eat it anymore anyway." ”

While speaking, their seafood has also been boiled and delivered, the fat sea shrimp is boiled, the crabs are steamed, and the fresh fish and shells are boiled in a large pot of seafood porridge.

Even Jun Qianyu and Jun Shaofeng, two people who have always been exquisite, don't care about anything, it is inconvenient to eat with chopsticks, so they simply grasp the seafood with both hands, open the bow left and right, and eat happily.

Suddenly, a boy of eleven or twelve years old walked in and said to the fisherwoman, "Mother, the widow bought fresh sea fish and sold it as sashimi on the shore." ”

The fisherwoman smiled kindly, "Do you want to eat?" Mother, I'll give you silver. After speaking, he wiped his hands on his apron and was about to pay for it.

"No way!" The young man's father said loudly, "We don't have any fish in our own house, why do we have to spend money to eat other people's!" ”

The young man said aggrievedly: "But what people make is delicious, and we can't make this kind of taste ourselves." ”

The fisherwoman glared at her husband: "You are so stingy, why does your son want to eat something delicious?" ”

The man said angrily: "It's not that I'm stingy, it's just that the widow is really too deceitful, and the whole fish is only twenty or thirty wen to buy, and his small plate of fish fillets costs ten wen a plate, and that one fish is afraid that it can be sliced out of hundreds of dishes, and he also said wildly, saying that our Da Zhou diet is vulgar, and no one can make such a fine delicacy, which is really unbearable." ”

Hearing this, Jun Shaofeng slapped his chopsticks: "Who dares to be so arrogant, fifth brother, let's take a look, give him a dismount and take a look, don't let people bully our Great Zhou Dynasty." ”

Jun Qianyu also put down his chopsticks and said to the young man, "You take us to have a look." ”

On the way, Meng Shuangshuang asked curiously: "Little brother, is the fish made by the Japanese really delicious?" ”

The young man had a yearning expression on his face: "It's delicious." ”

"And how did he do it?"

"Cut into slices, dip in sauce and eat." The young man's official language is not very fluent, so he speaks relatively briefly, and it needs to be accompanied by appropriate gestures to make people understand what he is saying.

Meng Shuangshuang heard it and said disdainfully: "Cut, I thought it was something, it turned out to be eaten raw, so don't you eat it with a fishy smell?" ”

"It's not fishy." The boy shook his head and said.

Soon I arrived at the place where the Japanese sold sashimi, and I saw that it was a tall and thin man, with a long table in front of him, and five knives of different shapes neatly arranged on the right hand side from large to small, the blades were extremely sharp, respectively used to remove scales, cross sections, longitudinal sections, bone cuts and slices, each step had to use different knives, extremely exquisite.

When they arrived, the man had just finished selling one fish, and was taking another out of the bucket, skilfully changing his knife to scale, cut, and debon, and at last the knife flashed like a flicker, and a very thin snow-white sashimi appeared under his hand.

Then pick up a pair of slender chopsticks with a thin end, pick up the sliced fish and neatly place them on a fan-shaped ceramic plate, each plate has only seven slices, and then put perilla, mint leaves, seaweed, chrysanthemums, shredded radish, ginger slices, and decorated very staggeredly.

Such a small dish of sashimi was priced at ten cents, and many people rushed to ask for it, and after a while, dozens of dishes of sashimi were snatched up.

Although he has never been accustomed to the Japanese practice of form over content, this man's serious attitude still impressed Ning Xi, but then the words of a light man beside him made Ning Xi couldn't help but get angry, only to hear the young man say proudly: "Sashimi is a unique tradition of our Yamato nation, if it weren't for our Mr. Taiichi Ito who came here, how could you have eaten such a delicate delicacy." ”

"Haha!" Ning Xi said with a smile, "Sir's words are wrong, this sashimi was originally my traditional food in the Central Plains, as early as hundreds of years ago, the poet Wang Majie had a record of 'maid Jinpan carp' in "Luoyang Daughter's Trip", which refers to this sashimi, also known as 'crystal yu' or 'golden jade fish', it can be seen that this raw fish fillet has long been available in my Great Zhou Dynasty. ”

"Nonsense!" The young man said disdainfully, "I have never heard of what you said, if you really have a tradition of eating sashimi, then why haven't any of us made this dish in the past few days?" ”

Ning Xi sneered: "Our traditional food culture in Greater China has a long history, how can you lonely and unheard of all know about it?" No one here will do it, it doesn't mean that no one in our Great Zhou Dynasty will do it. Not to mention, I also know a little bit about the skin, how about I would like to learn from this Mr. Ito Taiichi? ”

The man said, "We, Mr. Taiichi Ito, are a master of a generation, how can we surrender our identity to compete with you, a little woman?" ”

Ning Xi sneered even more: "It turns out that I don't dare." ”

Meng Shuangshuang said: "Ning Xi, these are just some people who sell their reputations, they don't even dare to compete with you, why are you talking to them so much?" ”

The Japanese man, known as Taiichi Ito, looked up at her sharply, "Then I want to see this girl's craftsmanship." ”

"Then you're good to go!" Ning Xi took two steps forward and stretched out his hand behind him: "Shuangshuang, the kitchen knife is waiting!" ”

Meng Shuangshuang immediately took out a kitchen knife tightly wrapped in cloth from the package he was carrying and handed it to Ning Xi, who slowly unwrapped the wrapped strip of cloth, revealing a snow-white and shiny blade.

Jun Qianyu looked at it, it turned out to be the red pear wood-handled kitchen knife he gave her, and couldn't help but smile slightly.

Taiichi Ito deliberately wiped his five knives of different sizes one by one, and looked at Ning Xi defiantly, the choice of knives for making zuò sashimi is very important, if you use an unsuitable knife or the blade is not sharp enough, it will destroy the shape and special flavor of the raw material itself when cutting, so in their place, the knives used to handle sashimi are very important, basically everyone who makes zuò sashimi will have five or even six special knives.

Ning Xihun didn't care to scoop up a sea bream from the bucket, this kind of fish has a tight, hard flesh, and it has to be cut extremely thin to be delicious, isn't he trying to show off his skills? Ning Xi also has skills to show off, I saw her holding a knife in her right hand, holding down the body of the fish with her left hand, only to see a knife flashing, so that people didn't have time to see clearly, a complete fresh fish had already turned into a pile of fish fillets as thin as cicada wings.

Ning Xi picked up a small plate of sashimi and handed it to Taiichi Ito: "Mr. Ito, would you like to give it a try?" "The hand that Ning Xi showed just now may not be clear to others, but as Ito Taichi, who has practiced sliced fish since he was a child, he can see it clearly, Ning Xi's technique is professional and skillful, and even better than him, which really makes him frightened.

Taiichi Ito picked up a slice of sashimi, put it on an empty plate in front of him, dipped a little green wasabi with chopsticks, dotted it in the middle of the fillet, then folded the fillet, gently picked it up, dipped it in a little soy sauce, and put it in his mouth.