Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Charm of Pickled Vegetables and Grilled Fish

Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Charm of Pickled Vegetables and Grilled Fish

Chrysanthemum looked at them as if they were listening to the teachings, and wanted to laugh, but she couldn't help but wait for a while, shoveled up the fish in the pot and turned it over, only to see that the turned side was fried slightly yellow, and the skin didn't get into the pot at all, and it was very complete; After the bottom side was also slightly fried, he poured some soy sauce into it, turned a few pieces of fish back and forth, and patted them back and forth, so that the fish pieces looked red, yellow, red and yellow, and the color was bright, and then added water, hot sauce, garlic cloves, and then poured the finely chopped pickles into it to cover the fish.

Meizi asked brightly, "That's good?" ”

Chrysanthemum smiled: "Almost." For now, keep pouring the hot soup on the fish with a spatula, and don't cover the pot – the fish will be tender. ”

If she wants to say that she can't cook those famous dishes, although she knows some dishes, they are burned according to the process, and the taste is not very good. Like the last few dishes sold to the Chen family, she actually asked her to improve them, and they were treated with some local methods, and the taste was not bad.

All she knows is home-cooked food, many of which are dishes cooked by rural people who learned from her mother, with a strong rural flavor. Like fish roasted pickles, meat roasted pickles, tamales, garlic fried meat, roasted loaches, roasted small fish, etc., including the pig's head meat and pig into the water, all of which were made by her mother in her previous life and learned by her.

Farmers eat different vegetables in different seasons throughout the year, plus their own livestock, and the game that is scooped up from the mountains, water, and fields really needs to be sorted out, and I am afraid that it is not a thick recipe. She had been in the city for so many years, and she never thought that the food in the big restaurants was more appealing than the farmhouse food.

These peasant dishes are cooked in the restaurant, and they also change their taste, just like putting a phoenix crown on the village girl, which is extremely wrong. In addition to the reason for the raw materials, no matter what dishes are fried in the restaurant, they are actually soaked in oil, and a plate of green vegetables is also fried smooth and shiny; Even if some restaurants want to please customers and offer some light dishes, they don't know how many processes they have gone through to make them. Where is it like her fried spinach, it is served after a few rolls in the pot, and the taste is also extremely beautiful.

Chrysanthemum kept pouring the thick yellow fish soup on the back of the fish, and saw that it was almost cooked, and asked the little sister to put the green garlic sprouts cut into sections, and after a short while, she sprinkled in the green onions and finely chopped coriander from the pot.

Smelling the fish aroma mixed with sour and spicy flavors, coupled with the aroma of onions, garlic and coriander, it is different from the original pig boiling pickles, but one thing is the same, that is, I want to drool when I smell this smell. It's not gluttony, it's that the cheeks are stimulated, and they are sour.

Meizi asked what everyone wanted to ask: "Chrysanthemum, how do you know that it is burned?" "They have to cover the pot and cook the fish for a while.

Chrysanthemum's heart twitched - what did she say? Isn't it all a matter of personal feelings, and if it's formulaic, it won't work.

After thinking about it, he said: "This depends on the long-term pondering, and you will naturally know." For now, you might as well use a stupid method: keep picking a little bit of meat with your chopsticks and taste it, and when you feel that the meat is tender, you can put it up. ”

As he was talking, Xiao Shi rushed in and asked with a smile, "Sister Chrysanthemum, are you done?" I can smell the fragrance, it's the smell of fish! ”

Chrysanthemum patted her body and said, "Okay." Let's eat. Golden incense, burn a few pieces of charcoal, put it in the stove, stew green vegetables and tofu.

Jin Xiang said: "I burned it." You said that when the fish was cooked, I burned the charcoals. ”

As he spoke, he added the red-hot coals to the charcoal stove and asked the little sister to bring it to the hall; She herself followed behind with a casserole filled with green vegetables and tofu; Mei Zi carried another large casserole, which contained pickled vegetables and roasted fish; Chrysanthemum and Xiaoyan help people add food. Yang also came in, and brought the rice to the table together, and Meizi said with a smile: "Hurry up and eat, I'm afraid everyone will have arrived at Tiaozitang." ”

Zheng Changhe comforted her and said, "It's not so fast, they will definitely cook fish at noon today." ”

This fish is really tender and full of flavor, and even the pickles are delicious and sour.

A few little girls are not restrained and shy. A plum they had eaten here once, and they had a whole day; Second, these rural children actually know very well, Yang's and Zheng Changhe and Aoki are unpretentious, enthusiastic and sincere, and they feel it clearly; The delicious temptation of the three is really not small, and they are all innocent little girls, so they just eat a few polite words.

Aoki's performance is also much better than last time. He saw that these little girls got along well with his sister, so he and Huai!!