Chapter Twenty-Eight: Try to Make Soft-shelled Turtle Soup
Seeing this, Fang Yichen explained: "Don't tell others if you know about this, if everyone knows about it, we all go to the river to catch fish, and we won't have anything to eat." Besides, if everyone knows, it is estimated that grandpa will have to let you hand over the fish to the collective, and we still won't be able to eat it. ”
"What then? I can't help but give it to my grandfather. Fang Jianhui was a little dazed, as long as this fish was taken home, grandpa would definitely know.
"I mean you don't make a noise, take this one back to my house for a while, chop it in half, you half and I half, so that it will be about the same size as the fish we usually catch, and we don't have to pay for it." Fang Yichen fooled the child.
"That's right, too!" Fang Jianhui was successfully fooled by her.
After arriving home, Fang Xiaocui had already gotten up, and was very surprised to see that the two children really got such a big fish, and she was very happy to hear that her daughter said that she would cut half of it to her grandmother's house, and her daughter finally learned to be filial to the old man.
Fang Yichen looked at Fang Xiaocui preparing to go under the knife, and said beside him, "Mom, you cut first, when you finish cutting, I'm choosing to see which half is for my grandma's house." ”
These words made Fang Xiaocui's hand catch the fish go to the middle a little more, and he wanted to cut it according to a third of the place, the small one and the two of them were enough to eat, and there were many people on the mother's side, so it was enough to eat more. But yesterday's girl's stinginess, it is estimated that if she divides the big and small, she will definitely keep the big one by herself.
So Fang Xiaocui could only cut it in half, Fang Yichen was very satisfied, and left the fish head with a piece of belly meat, and let Fang Jianhui take the fish tail.
Fang Jianhui was also very happy, thinking that his sister let him. Because the fish head is not delicious, it is all thorns and there is not much meat.
Fang Xiaocui also thinks so, so she is very pleased.
After Fang Jianhui left, Fang Xiaocui cleaned up half of the fish and split the fish head from the middle according to her daughter's request.
"Why do you want to do that?" She asked, puzzled.
"It's flavorful after it stews like this." Fang Yichen wanted to make chopped pepper fish heads, "Mom, you listen to my command, let's make the best fish." ”
Fang Xiaocui saw that her daughter was happy, so she followed her, anyway, it was the mother and daughter who ate it, and what was delicious was meat, and it couldn't be wasted.
So under the command of Fang Yichen, Fang Xiaocui took the knife, and the Fang family's first chopped pepper fish head was stewed into the pot.
"Okay, you look at the fire, if the soup in the pot is dry, you can quickly withdraw the fire, and my mother won't be in a hurry to work." Fang Xiaocui packed up and went to work.
"Well, you go, I'll take care of the rest." Fang Yichen didn't have anything to do, just sat on the small bench, drinking her mushy porridge breakfast, smelling the smell of fish in the pot, and eating.
After eating, she saw that there was still a lot of soup in the pot, and she sprinkled it in the kitchen, so she fixed her eyes on the wooden basin in the corner, which was the soft-shelled turtle she caught a few days ago, Fang Xiaocui refused to make it, so it has been kept in the pot.
Fang Yichen always wanted to try it himself, anyway, it's okay now, so let's stew it.
So Fang Yichen moved the wooden basin over, then picked up the kitchen knife from the stove and walked around the wooden basin.
She has never killed chickens or fish, so she really doesn't know how to kill soft-shelled turtles, so she should just cut off her head.
It seems to be a little cruel, but in order to eat, she doesn't care about anything.
After a few laps, she finally found an opportunity and chopped it with a knife, and the soft-shelled turtle was indeed chopped off on its head, but the blood that spurted out of it also splashed the ground around the basin red.
Fang Yichen swallowed his saliva, his hands were a little soft.
After that, she was a little messy, but she still managed to unload the soft-shelled turtle into eight pieces, and as for the internal organs, she didn't know what she could eat and what she couldn't, so she just threw them away.
At this time, the fish had been stewed, she thought about it, took out a basin, stood on the small bench with great difficulty, put all the stewed fish into the pot, then brushed the pot, lit the fire, and threw the chopped soft-shelled turtle pieces into it.
Compared with Fang Xiaocui's method of stewing bone broth, after an hour had passed, she carefully scooped it out with a spoon and tasted it, and couldn't help but stick out her tongue. The taste is indescribable, it's weird, it's not as good as bone broth, and it's not as good as fish soup. If she had chosen from the taste, she would not have chosen soft-shelled turtle soup.
She thought there should be a knack for making soft-shelled turtle soup, but she didn't know it, which made the stew so unpalatable. But now I haven't heard of anyone who will do it, so I can only give up for the time being.
She decided not to waste firewood anymore, and decisively destroyed the body of this pot of soft-shelled turtle soup.
After a period of time, Fang Yichen was consumed with the fish in the river, and took Fang Jianhui to catch fish at least three times a week, mainly because Fang Jianhui was greedy and couldn't eat enough.
"Sister, come on, the fish is coming."
"I know, if you keep your mouth shut, the fish will scare you away if it's so loud." Fang Yichen shouted impatiently, Fang Jianhui immediately covered his mouth with his hand, but his eyes stared at the big fish in the water.
Fang Yichen dragged a cloth bag in the water and slowly approached the big fish, the big fish seemed to be frozen by someone, and motionless there let her go into the pocket.
"Caught, caught, caught." Fang Jianhui couldn't help but exclaim.
"Be quiet, didn't you say it, if someone finds out, we won't be able to eat this fish." Fang Yichen complained.
Fang Jianhui hurriedly covered his mouth with his hand.
"What are you doing, hurry up and take over, I can't catch it." Fang Yichen asked his friends to hurry up and help.
"Oooh, I'm here." Fang Jianhui then remembered that it was time for him to work, and when he went up, he grabbed the mouth of the cloth bag, "Hehehe, we have fish to eat again today." ”
"Well, let's go home and divide the fish."
So the two children, carrying a watery cloth bag, ran all the way back to Fang Yichen's house.
Fang Xiaocui was cooking breakfast in the kitchen, and when she saw the two of them coming back wet, she hurriedly went out to pick up the cloth bag, and then said, "Go to the house to change your clothes, don't catch a cold." ”
Fang Yichen obediently went back to the house to change clothes, but Fang Jianhui didn't care, "It's okay, sister-in-law, I'm strong." ”
"That's not going to work, it's cool in the morning and evening." Fang Xiaocui said, opened the cloth bag, and poured out the fish inside. Now that it has entered September, the temperature in September in the north has dropped, and the temperature in the morning and evening is even lower, about ten degrees.
The fish is not dead yet, and may know its next fate, so it is very unwilling to jump on the cutting board.
Fang Xiaocui picked up the kitchen knife in her right hand, held the fish in her left hand, and chopped a big fish from the middle in two clicks. She picked up a piece of oiled paper on the side, wrapped the part of her tail, and put it in a cloth bag and handed it to Fang Jianhui.
"You should go back quickly, and ask your grandmother to get you some hot water to drink, if you are sick, you can't take your sister down to the river." She always thought that her nephew was taking her daughter to catch fish.
Fang Jianhui didn't care about it at first, but after hearing his aunt's words, he immediately paid attention to it.
But no, if he was sick, his sister would not be able to carry such a heavy fish by herself, and he immediately felt that he was important.