Chapter 117: Pickled Squid

"Sister Huamian, what kind of fish did you buy today? How come I've never seen one? ”

Hua Mian and Ying'er each carried a large bamboo basket containing fish back to the kitchen, and on the way, Ying'er saw a few monster-like fish in her basket and asked.

Several limp objects in the middle and upper layers of the bamboo basket were squirming back and forth, stretching out many whiskers and entangled with each other, looking strange and disgusting.

"This one, it's called squid, and I heard the little brother who sells fish say that it's called soft fish here."

"They look like they have no bones, they move and move, Sister Huamian, you can change the bamboo basket with me, I really don't want to see them"

Take the bamboo basket in Ying'er's hand, a few squid in the basket are very energetic, because of the strange appearance, no one eats the squid here, and usually the ones that are caught are only sent out as an addition to other fish, and the practice is probably just boiled to take water, and no one will eat the fish part.

So when Hua Mian saw that there were squid on the fishmonger's cart and offered to buy it, the little brother who sold the fish gave her these squid directly and generously.

Back in the kitchen, Hua Mian was busy cleaning up the fish, and when she saw a bunch of squid that Hua Mian took out of the bamboo basket, the cooks were pointing at each other.

No one in this country eats squid, it's obviously such a delicious thing, whether it's fried or fried or grilled, it has its own unique taste, the more you think about it, the more unbearable it is, just wait for the next cooking time to steal some food, and make up your mind while cleaning the squid.

Take out the ink bag in the belly of the squid, put it on the bamboo curtain, carefully sprinkle a layer of salt while rolling, cut the part of the fish body into thin strips, cut the fish feet into segments, put it in a large porcelain bowl, add shredded ginger tangerine peel and crushed herbs, sprinkle in a large amount of salt and knead well, and put it aside after processing.

"Sister Huamian, how are you going to heat this next?" Seeing that Hua Mian finished processing the squid, Ying'er asked on the side.

As the maid assigned to Huamian, in addition to taking care of Huamian in daily life, Ying'er also obtained Huamian's permission to learn to cook with her.

Ying'er was originally just an ordinary maid in Yilan Building, and the flower girl on the flower street was usually a child of a poor family, who was given or sold to the flower street, and the family was counting on the child to learn one or two skills to have something to eat in the future.

Fortunately, Ying'er also knows her own disadvantages, since she doesn't have the talent to be a flower girl, she makes up for it with hard work in other places, especially after being assigned to Huamian, she secretly made up her mind in her heart to learn the skills of a cook, so she is always asking questions when she encounters any problems in the kitchen.

"The squid? Put it there, don't move, wait for the salt smell of the ink bag to penetrate in, and then stir the ink bag and the fish part together and eat, no need to heat it."

"Just eat it raw?"

"Yes, this is delicious" and pickled squid is also one of the few exotic dishes that Hua Mian made before the crossing.

Most of the dishes prepared by Huamian today are mainly fish and shrimp, so when Li'er came to ask what kind of wine she had prepared, Huamian remembered the question, and hurriedly told Ying'er to go back to her building and take a jar of mulberry wine from the wing room on the first floor.

Huamian has always liked to drink a glass of food when eating, although the wine is good, but three glasses must be drunk, when the maid is not allowed to buy wine through the shopping office, so there is no condition to satisfy their little hobbies, it is different when they arrive at the flower street, Sikong Yu gave her a lot of shopping permissions, so she also tried a variety of table wines.