The feeling of being in contact with natural ingredients is as if you have melted into the market, and you can feel the smell of the ingredients in the market with every breath.

Hua Mian was moved, and her shoulder was hit by something, "Don't get in the way, get out of the way"

Hua Mian hurriedly dodged to the side of the road, only to realize that he had just been immersed in the emotions mobilized by the market atmosphere, and unconsciously walked to the center of the road.

At this time, Yang Gu was stopping in front of the fresh fish shop to look at the energetic fish swimming in the big wooden barrel at the door, "Chef Yang, why did you come to the market in person today?" Seeing that it was the chef of Sikong Mansion, the shopkeeper of the fresh fish shop came out of the store to greet him.

The daily ingredients on Sikong Mansion have always been selected by the people in the purchasing office, and all the chefs in several kitchens together are the only one who always goes to the West Market to see the ingredients, but I have to admit that he has also gained accurate eyesight comparable to the vendors in the West Market all year round, and is even stricter than the people in the shopping place in the selection of ingredients.

Therefore, seeing Yang Gu now at the door of his own store, the shopkeeper of the fish shop was inevitably nervous, the other party was different from ordinary buyers, after all, he was the chef of Sikong Mansion, but if there was any negligence, it would have an impact on his business.

I saw Yang take off the net bag hanging on the wooden beam on the side, reach into the water, and use the net pocket to hold a fish and lift it out of the water.

At this time, Hua Mian also walked over from the side, looked at the strange appearance of Yang Guti in the net pocket, and came over curiously.

It was a peculiar-looking fish, with its whole body like a long spindle, its fins erect, its body color blue gray and white, and the outside of its body covered with bone-like substance, but the extent with which it twisted its body in the net showed that its overall softness was not affected by these bones at all.

"What kind of fish is this? Looking so strange", Hua Mian can conclude that he has not seen it in a supermarket takeaway, even if it is a big hotel... I've never been there before, anyway, but in terms of appearance, it's a bit like seeing it in an aquarium.

"Never seen a sturgeon?" Yang raised the net pocket a little more, so that Hua Mian could see the overall appearance of the fish clearly.

"What? Is this a sturgeon? "In Hua Mian's impression, sturgeon is not a high-end ingredient or a protected animal, and it has nothing to do with working-class ordinary people like me, although I have heard of artificially bred edible products, but the price is absolutely out of reach, and it is impossible for ordinary supermarkets to sell sturgeon.

The sturgeon struggled in the net pocket for a moment and then quieted down, and the frequency of body agitation also decreased, and then Yang Gucai said, "This sturgeon should be caught at night and sent directly over, you look here, its eyes are still clear and not half cloudy."

"Yang Zhang's good eyesight" The shopkeeper who was waiting to answer the phone saw that he finally had a topic that he could insert, and hurriedly continued, "The fish in this bucket are all sent into the city overnight, the top good fish, look at the swimming posture and the swing force of the fins, there is no fresher live fish than in our store."

"It's really good, the eyes are clear, the fins are erect, the belly is clean and there are no blood marks, it is indeed a good fish"

Hearing Yang Gu's appreciation, the shopkeeper of the fish shop couldn't help but straighten his waist upward, and the smile on his face became more and more brilliant.

On the other side, Hua Mian watched the fish's movements slow down, and stretched out his hand to grab it and take a closer look, but as soon as his palm touched the fish, he felt the fish shake violently, and then the back of his hand seemed to be slapped away by something.