Chapter 446: Red Scale Fish
While picking cabbage, lion's mane mushrooms, chanterelles, ganoderma lucidum, toon sprouts, shepherd's cabbage, and perilla, Luo Xiang'er said mischievously: "Lu Press, let me tell you a legend." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"
Lu Jian rubbed her head with his hand: "You just make a mistake!" ”
Luo Xiang'er smiled and began to tell the story: "A long, long time ago, when the world was first formed, and the heavens and the earth were just divided, there was a person named Pangu, who grew between heaven and earth, the sky rose one zhang every day, the earth was one zhang thicker every day, and Pangu also grew one zhang taller every day. Day after day, year after year, he lived like this. After a long 18,000 years, the sky was extremely high, the earth was extremely thick, and Pangu also grew extremely tall, the gas he breathed turned into wind, the sound of his breath turned into thunder, his eyes blinked, flashing blue light, this is lightning, when he is happy, the sky becomes sunny and clear, and when he is angry, the sky becomes cloudy and rainy. Later, Pangu slowly aged, and finally died suddenly. In an instant, the giant fell to the ground, his head became Dongyue, his abdomen became Zhongyue, his left arm became Nanyue, his right arm became Beiyue, his feet became Xiyue, his eyes became the sun and the moon, his hair became grass and trees, and his sweat became rivers. Because Pangu opened the world and created the world, future generations respected him as the ancestor of mankind. ”
Luo Xiang'er tilted her head and looked at Lu Quan: "I still have a story of Pangu opening the world......
Lu Jian pinched her nose: "No need to talk about it, I also know this!" ”
Luo Xiang'er asked with a smile: "Then these two stories, which one is true?" ”
Lu Jian glanced at her: "Of course the latter one is true." ”
Walking outside the kitchen, Luo Xiang'er pushed Lu Pressure: "You go to the tea room to drink tea, and I will finish cooking the dishes in a while." ”
She was moved that when she was consolidating her cultivation, Lu Jian had always been by her side, thinking that he liked to drink tea, so she suggested that he go.
The three brothers were already waiting in the kitchen, and Luo Xiang'er handed over all the ingredients they picked to them to sort out and clean.
Luo Xiang'er saw that there was a red scale fish that had been cleaned up on the side, and decided to make a clear red scale fish first.
She first cooked the red scale fish in boiling water, removed it and put it in a soup bowl, and added pepper. Then, add the broth, salt, soy sauce, Sichuan pepper and Shao wine to the wok and bring to a boil, skim off the foam, and pour into the fish bowl. In addition, mix the vinegar with minced ginger and put it in a small dish to serve as an accompaniment.
Luo Xiang'er marinated the other half of the red scale fish with seasoning for a quarter of an hour, and dipped it in a thin layer of dry fine flour. Add peanut oil to the pot, cook over medium heat until 70% hot, put the fish into the pot and fry it over low heat until light yellow.
The three brothers who had completed the task stood behind Luo Xiang'er, and Xiao Wu said with a smile: "Master, you made this fish in two ways today. ”
Xiao Ding asked: "Master, one is dry-fried red scale fish, and the other is what is the method?" ”
Luo Xiang'er was frying the last few fish: "Clear the red scale fish, using the method of fishing." This red scale fish is a unique fish in Mount Tai, it has few bones, delicate flesh, delicious and non-fishy, and rich in nutrition. This fish dies when it leaves the water, so cook it as soon as possible. The red scale fish can be stewed, soaked, fried, and boiled, but it is better to boil it in clear soup. ”
Gu Er's eyes lit up and looked at the two pots of clear red scale fish: "This is the method that can best eat the deliciousness of this fish!" After saying that, he swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva.
Xiao Ding asked, "Master, how does this red-scaled fish compare to the fish we ate before?" ”
Luo Xiang'er put the last few fish on the plate: "The same name, both of them belong to the five famous fish." (To be continued.) )