Doomsday Pavilion Chapter 810

The salted fish that Lin Chou said was slightly different from the understanding of salted fish of these guys-what he was going to do was "fish rice".

The fishermen and the sea can support a period of cultural continuity. Fish is used for food, and the fish has risen to the same important position as the rice in the Central Plains in the coastal areas.

Throughout the ages, coastal areas (especially the Chaozhou coast) have had the custom of making fish rice, and the so-called fish rice can be roughly understood as fish cooked with fresh sea water.

Most of the fish used to make fish rice are amberjacks, or a variety of more common and inexpensive fish species, regardless of style.

The production method is also very simple. Place the fish in a fish basket woven from bamboo or tree rattan gradually, with the head on the edge and the tail in the middle, and then the whole basket is boiled in a seawater pot.

The cooked fish rice can be sprinkled with salt after passing through the sea water, and it will last longer than fresh fish. Even if it is cooled, it does not need to be heated again, and the flavor remains the same.

The reason why it is called fish rice is because there was no rice in the pot during the shortage of materials, and fish could only be used as rice.

(Ahem, although it's not the time, but when I write this, Sanguan can't help but think of the picture of the hard years when Yangcheng Lake hairy crabs could barely fill their stomachs...)

On the other hand, there are more garlic cloves in sea fish. After the cooked fish is crushed, the pieces of fish meat are actually quite similar to rice.

Lin Chou used a very ordinary mackerel this time.

Take the mackerel from the coast of Mingguang, for example, all of them are as thick as an adult's elbows and fat and strong. When placed together, they are almost like multiple brothers. They are almost indistinguishable in size and appearance.

Mackerel itself is more oily, the fish flesh is tenacious, very textured, and has a lighter fishy smell.

The surface color gives a kind of patina mixed with golden mackerel, which is the top grade, full of flavor. In fact, many people in Mingguang prefer to use this quality mackerel with chili, red onion, tender wild vegetable sprouts, etc. A sumptuous meal of fish meat, and then a few mouthfuls of Qingquan Mountain, the proper life is petty bourgeoisie.

"Fish rice..."

Qin Wuyong's expression was a bit of nostalgia,

"Hey, when I was a kid, I was close to the Zhengdongmen. I almost didn't eat rice at home. I often eat this thing-well, no seasoning, only salt. At most I can drag a few wild vegetables and mix it. Now think about..."

A tail of mackerel, neatly placed in a basket, looks very similar to a certain kind of flower. Qin Wuyong took the opportunity to take a few pictures as a memento.

Lin Chou said,

"Then you are better than me. I live in Zhengximen, far away from the black sea. Every time I eat a little fish and Chinese New Year is not much different."

"Mackerel minced with fried boiled fish rice, thinking about it, it is drooling!"

Lin Chou put a few cooked mackerel directly on the hot iron plate and grilled, and the water and oil between the fish skin and meat quickly ooze out, making noises.

With a few strokes of the chopsticks, the skin, internal organs, and bones of the fish were completely separated, and the flesh of the fish was turned into even petals under Lin Chou's hands, and the surface was plated with a slightly drunken grease burnt color.

The rest is discarded. The fish rice with only the fish meat is transferred to a pan, and only a little white pepper is needed to season it. It is cooked in chicken bone broth and soy sauce, and water starch is thinly sliced to collect the juice.

This is a very common method of frying and cooking. It is grilled on an iron plate to add burnt aroma to the fish rice, and then the bone broth is used as a base to blend a balanced flavor.

Put the steaming rice in a bowl, spread a layer of fish rice, sprinkle with shallots, chili, minced garlic and sesame seeds, and put a hot spring egg at the right time in the center, and pour a few drops of soy sauce to complete it.

The last match with the fish rice is a large plate of thick sliced mackerel sashimi. The dipping sauce is mustard vinegar made from devil pepper sea grapes.

It's worth mentioning that sea grapes are also a common seaweed in coastal areas. They are also called “longevity algae”. Are small “grapes” evenly hung on the vines in clusters, just like the color from The tender green to dark green sturgeon roe has an attractive texture and is rich in juice. It can be used in cold dishes.

Of course, grinding sea grapes into juice to make some soup is also a very right choice.

Lin Chou pinched his chin and glanced at him.

"Emmmmmm, this is almost the same as the fish rice that my father made for me, at least eighth like that. That's what it means."

Qin Wuyong and Huang Dashan looked at each other, and a sourness could not help but rise in their hearts.

"by..."

"Mad, Dad is a great chef."

"It's just..."

Huang Dashan grinned, Xindao, if I could eat such an exquisite meal every year when I was a child, it would be... so fragrant! !

Lin Chou patted his forehead.

"I'm just talking about the shortcomings, what about Suzi...Rong? Go to the back mountain to pick some fresh Suzi leaves, green but not purple... I remember there are under the papaya trees in the east.

Reminded again,

"Be careful not to be stung by wild bees."

"Good wet tiger!"

Su Yourong responded crisply, and his ponytail hopped happily.

Lin Chou took a bowl to Leng Han, waved his hand and said to others,

"Then what, you divide the rest."

This is what Huang Dashan's group was waiting for, happily holding the bowl and eating, it was really a polite sentence, and Lin Chou was still used to it.

Leng Han held his chopsticks and looked at the big bowl with a hesitant expression.

"This is... fish rice... should I mix it before eating it?"

"Oh~ Haven't eaten yet?"

"Ok..."

Let alone eating, I guess Leng Tyrannosaurus has never seen this kind of "high-end customization" that is almost only popular in alleys.

Lin Chou raised his eyebrows very seriously.

"Born in Mingguang and never had fish rice, Leng Han, your childhood and life can be said to be incomplete!"

Leng Han, who said with a serious look, is a little skeptical, is it really incomplete?

"Do you want to break the egg..."

"Put it hard, it's sticky and delicious... The chili seems to be a little bit less, I'll cut some-ah, yes, did you eat the cold pepper sprouts last time? No? I'll make another one. Especially for dinner."

The verdant cold pepper sprouts and the extremely finely sliced fresh devil pepper sprouts were brought up and placed in front of Leng Han.

"Add some more, taste it."

Leng Han took a bite and gave the first evaluation.

"Um...not fishy..."

For Leng Han, a girl who lives on ham-ah no, can't live without ham and eat well, the sentence of not being fishy can be said to be a very high evaluation.

In fact, after this bowl of fish rice was imported, Leng Han himself was indeed quite surprised.

The very light-looking "fish rice" contains the sweetness of the fish meat juice itself. The almost no seasoning is not only without the faint feeling, but it also sets off the protagonist's style more and more. The fresh peppers, garlic and chives are even more exquisite. When hugged with the taste of a little soy sauce, the whole mouth is coated with a crunchy and fierce feeling. The egg liquid of the hot spring egg makes the fish and rice more shiny and silky. Thick and slippery--especially at this time, come here with a cluster of chilled pepper sprouts with fresh fragrance!

"Kacha Kacha"

There was a subtle and crisp cracking sound of vegetable stems and leaves between the teeth.

"Well..."

A bowl of fish rice is obviously not enough.

Lin Chou brought a bowl again at the right time, very foreseeable.

By the way, You Rong who washed the Su Ziye and went to eat, while sitting next to Leng Han, he picked up a piece of Su Zi.

"Hey, Su Ziye, let's have another slice of mackerel sashimi, don't worry, it's definitely not fishy...the vinegar sauce of sea grape and mustard, and then wrap a chopsticks rice, chili, roll it like this, uh..."

Lin Sorrow's action freezes.

"Huh? What's wrong."

Leng Han looked up at him—at the same time, meaningful gazes swept across the tables of the two of them pretending to be inadvertent everywhere in the small hall.

Lin Chou squeezed the rolled rice bag in one hand and sat there with a blank hand.

The bags are all wrapped up. If you put them in your mouth and swallow them at this time, wouldn't it be inappropriate? that......

Leng Han blinked, his pretty face made of ice sculptures and snow suddenly flushed a little bit more.

(End, dog belt...)

Lin Chou gritted his teeth and stomped his feet in his heart, his expression was simply tragic.

"Ah-open your mouth!"

"Ah..."

Damn it!

This was Lin Chou's first thought.

She she she, she ate? She actually ate it! !

This was Lin Chou's second thought.

That...soft, cool...should it be the lips...

This was Lin Chou's third thought.

"Wow—"

There were only seven people in total, and they slapped their hands into a chorus.

The three of Shen Feng and the others just entered the house and didn't notice what happened. They just saw everyone clapping their lives, especially when the target of the applause was obviously Leng Han, so they clapped together without even thinking about it. .

Huang Dashan's hooligan whistle sounded while threatening Yan Xiaoliu with his eyes.

Yan Xiaoliu took out his horn and cheeks with a drum.

"Dila Da~ Di La Da~ Di Di Di La Da~"

Leng Han bowed his head and grilled rice, Lin Chou chatted about the rolled rice bag.

There are no family planning feet, and no inverted pans.

however--

"boom!"

Yan Xiaoliu and Shan Ye still disappeared.

Standing in the doorway, Shen Feng was in a dilemma, and his saliva uttered a "gudong"-Shan Ye and Yan Xiaoliu, who were lying in the row 800 meters behind him, looked so helpless.

The big breasted sister ignored the eyes of the people looking at the gods, patted her palms lightly, and forcibly explained.

"You can't eat and sleep, and no noise is allowed."

Huang Dashan sat back to his place silently, but still couldn't get down.

"I said, why are there so many hot springs in the front? It's very interesting..."

Lin Chou said,

"Quan, it's a new one, it's good for hot pot."

Everyone is not new anymore, and there seems to be nothing to make a fuss about here. With the character of the boss Lin Choulin, it really doesn't take too much inconceivable to use the boiling spring as a pot.

Shan Ye scratched his head,

"Why don't I remember that there is a hot spring near Mingguang..."

Then Shan Ye's brain was opened,

"I rub, there is such a thing in the underground of Yanhui Mountain. Last time, the gang of ladies from who's house and who's house didn't wash in Houshan...cough cough cough, in fact, I didn't see anything-Lao Tzu's Meaning, look, Linzi, is it a bit wasteful to just make such a big spring? You can open a hot spring pool, and eat at the same time while soaking in the hot spring. What is it? I have a good idea, not only can attract Woman, man, isn't that...hehehe..."

Lin Chou's mouth twitched,

"I am a restaurant, not a bathhouse!"

Shan Ye tilted his head and said with disdain,

"That's a formality. How can your young mind be so rigid, right, old man! Do you think there were toilet restaurants before the cataclysm, and there are all kinds of one? There is no rule for HT Shengyan to not eat. Ah, you have to be hard at ironing. You can't waste such a good resource in vain, right..."

Be painful, knowing it and moving it with affection for profit.

——In the end, this guy successfully got himself beaten, and the one who shot it was Leng Han.

It's gone.

Oh, the reason.

The reason is that this will encroach on the activity site of the pitiful and inexistent Xiaoqiu, so how can I bear it?

"Small animals..."

Shan Ye almost cried, and then—

"Hi, I like small animals. You can see that many women in society before the cataclysm were very caring. They all liked small animals, such as BMW, Hummer, Jaguar, Land Rover, Maserati, and Rambo. Ni... Another example is the black cat and greyhound. When married, the groom can have no house, no money, or even love, but there must be these cute little animals... It's a pity that there is no such pure emotional scene now. Now, people's hearts are not old..."

So the goods were beaten again, and the shot was still Leng Han.

While people were not paying attention, Shen Feng patted Master Shan,

"I said, Lord Shan, you...you don't do it like that. I'm really afraid that you won't be able to make it through early next year and you will be gone."

"Go away, I invite your mother to go to Wushan. The cloud and rain will not be sold for three days. Do you know how cool your mother is?"

Shen Feng almost didn't spray out a mouthful of blood.

"Fuck, how are you **** biting people!"

"Tsk...the saliva of anyone watching a movie at the door just now started to flow down, I was thrown out, you don't know how to pick it up!"

"Grass, are you stupid as an old man? Cold...The Lieutenant General, let alone throwing you, is tossing two hundred catties of gold. Ask anyone present who dare to pick up the spicy chicken?"

Huang Dashan also thinks about it, the situation is different, can be forgiven, still a good friend.

"Hey, let me tell you, this guy, you have to give them a little excitement. It's been a long time since these two people haven't made any progress at all. Can you bear it?!"

Shen Feng took a big gulp with five liters of fat house happy water.

"Hiccup, don't care about me, of course I can bear it."

Lord Shan has a hideous face,

"Damn, you don't have any pursuit or self-motivatedness. When you want to put aside other books, the girls have already pushed a strengthening connection. You said you can bear the readers, dad can bear it? Waiting to sell the blade!"

Shen Feng snorted,

"Which book? Borrow a step to talk, cool text or something, I occasionally like to read it when I am idle...especially in the dead of night..."

Shan Ye said to himself,

"I look anxious. Why are these two people calmer than the other? Human beings are on the verge of extinction in all ages. There is still time to play innocent, hurry up and have children. Wow... Look at me , Lao Tzu..."

Shen Feng suddenly interrupted.

"That's not it. Who can compare with your Prince Dashan? I have known the Queen for more than three months. Her mother's child is six years old. Tsk tsk tsk, can't be offended. Congratulations."

"Tongxi, Tongxi..."

"How dare you..."

emmmmm, this kind of dialogue is very spiritual.

Huang Dashan was startled suddenly and exploded in an instant.

"Shen Feng, you have a big watermelon, you guys are playing with Lao Tzu, don't you, just give me a blow--"

Come on, TM fights again.

After kicking out these two idle and painful goods, Boss Lin said that his heart is really tired.

Asked Leng Han,

"I am full?"

Leng Han blinked and said nothing.

Lin Chou's sentence was a futile question. The evolutionary has two "stomachs", one responsible for the meal and the other responsible for the source. The most painful thing is that anyone who is not full will feel hungry to death.

Thought about it,

"How about the quality of the spring water?"

Chapter end

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