Sweat! I'm a Mountain Ranger, Not a Zoo Keeper

In the northernmost part of China, the Greater Khingan Mountains. Meng Fei, suffering from a terminal illness, gained a live-streaming system that would extend his life. To survive, Meng Fei return...

Chapter 97 Catfish stewed with eggplant, the old man was stuffed to death

Meng Fei picked a full basket of vegetables and walked towards the second master's house.

The door was not locked, so Meng Fei walked straight in.

At this time, the second master was swinging a big axe and chopping wood.

The axe weighing twenty or thirty kilograms was like a toy in the hands of the second master.

Every swing was accompanied by a whistling gust of wind and a powerful momentum.

Even Meng Fei felt inferior when he saw those strong muscles.

"Second Master, you are very busy." Meng Fei greeted him while the Second Master was arranging the wood.

Seeing Meng Fei coming, the second master quickly put down the axe in his hand and said with a smile:

"Hey, you are free again today, what's up?"

"It's okay. The vegetables in the yard have been harvested. I'll bring some to you."

Hearing that Meng Fei was sending vegetables, Er Ye felt warm in his heart, but he still said:

"You kid, it's enough to have this kind of heart. The vegetables have just grown, it would be a waste if you pick them now. I am an old man, so I can only eat one bite a day. You can keep it for yourself next time."

As he said that, the second master reached out and took the basket from Meng Fei's hand.

But when he saw the vegetables in the basket, his hand stopped in mid-air. He looked up at Meng Fei and said with a smile:

"You little brat, you're actually making fun of me. You didn't grow these. They were clearly bought from the supermarket. I planted my persimmons a week earlier than you did. They've only just started to bear fruit. It'll take at least another month for them to grow like this."

As he said that, Erye picked up a tomato, wiped it with his clothes, and stuffed it directly into his mouth.

Then Erye's eyes lit up, and he ate all the fist-sized tomatoes in two or three bites.

"Hey! Gouzi! Where did you buy these persimmons? They are so delicious. I haven't eaten such delicious foreign tomatoes in many years."

Seeing the intoxicated expression on the Second Master's face, Meng Fei smiled and said:

"I told you that I grew these fruits myself. You can't buy such delicious persimmons in the supermarket. So, come to my house tonight and I'll make you a dish of catfish and eggplant stew that you're so proud of. We can have a drink and take a look at my small vegetable garden."

When Er Ye heard that Meng Fei was going to stew catfish with eggplant, his stomach seemed to be aroused and his belly started to growl immediately.

"Then what are you waiting for? Let's go now. I can help you with some work."

As he said this, the second master picked up his coat that was hanging on a wooden block and strode towards Meng Fei's house.

After arriving at Meng Fei's house, Erye volunteered to help Meng Fei chop firewood. Meng Fei quickly pulled Erye to sit on the rocking chair under the fruit tree.

"Hey, Master, I'll just stew some fish. It will be ready in no time. Please take a rest here for a while."

As he spoke, Meng Fei started to heat the oil in the pan.

When the oil is hot, pour in the onion, ginger, and garlic, then pour the processed catfish into the pot.

The moment it touched the hot oil, the surface of the fish quickly became heated and tightened. Then Meng Fei added various seasonings and began to stir-fry. Soon the unique aroma of catfish wafted out.

"It smells so good." Erye came to the kitchen door following the smell and said while smacking his lips.

"Wait a little longer, it will be ready soon." Meng Fei said with a smile.

As he spoke, Meng Fei poured the chopped eggplant into the pot, added a spoonful of soybean paste, added some water, and finally covered the pot and started stewing.

"Xiao Fei, do you still have those foreign tomatoes? Give me another one to satisfy my craving." The second master said, smacking his lips.

"Second Master, please go to the vegetable garden and pick them yourself. Cucumbers and other vegetables are all harvested. It's just right for us to make some pickled vegetables later." Meng Fei said, turning around.

"Okay, okay, then I'll go for a walk." After saying that, the second master walked towards Meng Fei's vegetable garden.

At this time, some viewers in the live broadcast room could no longer sit still.

[If I'm not mistaken, the anchor just poured catfish into the pot! ]

[Yes, it is catfish! The host is a werewolf! He dares to eat catfish! ]

[Huh? Why can't we eat catfish? ]

[You don’t know, catfish only eat carrion, even poop… I won’t say more, I’m starting to feel sick.]

[Ugh~~, I'm eating, big brother~ ugh~~~ Can't you~ ugh~ wait a while before talking? 】

At this time, Meng Fei, who was cleaning up the dishes, also saw this comment and his mouth twitched.

He had also seen the video of a catfish eating shit, and he felt disgusted for a long time at the time, but later he discovered that the catfish in the video was different from the catfish he had seen before.

So he went online to look up relevant information.

"Please don't misunderstand me. The catfish that the netizen just mentioned is called the leather-bearded catfish. It has eight whiskers and was introduced from Africa. Back then, this catfish solved the famine problem in Africa. However, some unscrupulous farmers in China have been blinded by their greed and dumped garbage, rotten meat, and even feces into the catfish, which is why people are so afraid of catfish now.

The catfish I have here are our native catfish, which only have four whiskers. They not only don't like garbage, but also have mysophobia. They don't even live in rivers, let alone stinky ditches. And because native catfish eat small fish and shrimps all year round, their meat is not only firm, but also tastes great.

There is an old saying in our Northeast: 'Catfish stewed with eggplant will make the old man die of stuffiness!'"

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After hearing Meng Fei's words, the audience finally understood.

As the fire continued to simmer, bursts of aroma wafted out from the gaps in the pot lid.

Meng Fei couldn't help but want to lift the lid of the pot and take a couple of bites.

At this time, the second master came back from the vegetable garden with a bunch of cucumbers, persimmons and chili peppers in his clothes.

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