Chapter 95: Can We Have Fish Soup Tomorrow?
After drinking a large bowl of fish soup, eating a whole fish, and devouring two bowls of rice, Sang Yu was so full that he could not move by the time he put down his bowl and chopsticks.
Every chef loves to eat, and it is because of his love for food that he has the patience to study how to make delicious food.
It's not just her. Apart from Old Mrs. Shi, who knows how to control herself and not eat too much, everyone else in the family is in a similar state, with a big belly and a satisfied smile on their face.
Just as they were full, Sang Xinghao's eyes turned to the remaining seven fish. He had watched his sister kill and cut open the fish, so he naturally knew that there were still more than half left.
He asked, "Sister, can we have fish soup tomorrow too?"
The fish soup tonight was so delicious that he wanted to continue drinking it tomorrow.
Sang Yu shook her head in amusement: "You, you're already thinking about what to eat next after you've just finished eating. Tomorrow we won't have fish soup, we'll have sweet and sour fish instead."
"Sweet and sour fish? It sounds delicious. What does it taste like?"
Sang Xinghao suddenly became excited, jumped up, and came to her side, looking at her with bright eyes, wishing time would turn into tomorrow immediately.
"Hmm... sour and sweet." Speaking of sour, I have to buy some vinegar tomorrow, otherwise I can't make the sweet and sour fish.
After a while, the family took a walk around the shed to help digest the food.
The moonlight is very bright tonight, and it feels like a thin veil covering your body. There are also flickering faint yellow spots at the edge of the woods, which are the flying fireflies.
The firewood in the shed was crackling. Sang Yongjing and Xie Qiujin walked side by side, their hands clasped together and their fingers interlocked. No one spoke, and they just walked slowly forward.
The sharp-eyed Sang Xinghao saw this scene and ran to Sang Yu to whisper in her ear: "Dad and Mom are holding hands, how shameless!"
This clever little guy, Sang Yu put her arm around him in amusement and held his hand with one hand: "Okay, okay, I'll walk hand in hand with you too, okay?"
When Sang Yu held his hand, he immediately lost his arrogance, blushed, and whispered, "Sister, it's OK."
Sang Yu and Sang Xingjia, who was supporting Old Mrs. Shi, looked at each other, smiled and shook their heads, "This child."
Sang Yu suddenly felt that this era without mobile phones and televisions was not all bad. It was a kind of happiness for the family to take a walk together after dinner to digest the food.
As expected, the golden berries they brought back yesterday at noon were not cleaned up. Together with those they brought back in the evening, a large number of golden berries piled up into a small hill in the corner of the wall.
Sang Yu looked at the hill and felt that he was a little too optimistic. There were so many things that he might not be able to finish them even by tomorrow.
Then I thought about having to boil so many golden berries into sugar, and I didn’t know how many pots I would have to cook and how long it would take.
After having a simple breakfast of porridge made from the leftover rice from last night with some water, the family started to get busy.
Removing thorns, peeling, and cores, just like an assembly line, each step has a dedicated person in charge, which greatly increases the speed.
Watching the sun gradually rise, Sang Yu took off the puncture-proof gloves made of cattail leaves, washed his hands, put on his small basket and prepared to go out.
The oil at home was almost used up. After consuming a lot of fish and meat in the past two days, an ounce of soybean oil was quickly used up, and she needed to replenish it.
In addition, vinegar is needed to make sweet and sour fish at noon, so I have to go to the market outside Qingxi Village to buy some seasonings.
If possible, Sang Yu didn't particularly want to deal with Chen Yingshu, but it didn't seem worth it to make a special trip to Lingnan City just for some oil, salt, sauce and vinegar. After weighing the pros and cons, she decided to go to the market.
She had chosen a good time today and set off shortly after sunrise. When she arrived at the market, it was already crowded.
From a distance, she saw several people gathered around Chen Yingshu's stall selling oil and salt. She was delighted and hurried over.
"Mr. Shen, please weigh me a pound of oil."
Seeing her, Chen Yingshu was very happy. Just as he was about to talk to her, the woman next to him said unhappily, "You came later than me. Don't you know that the queue is based on first come, first served?"
"I didn't notice. You go first then." Sang Yu apologized quickly, and Chen Yingshu lost the opportunity to talk to her.
After weighing the salt for the woman, Shen Yingshu just opened his mouth to say a few words to her, but someone behind him urged: "Can you hurry up? The family is waiting for the salt to be put into the pot."
What he said was true. In those days, supplies were scarce and money was hard to come by. Forget having any extra salt at home. Even if there was an empty salt jar, you would have to boil two pots of soup with water before you could afford to buy new salt.
He could only smile apologetically at Sang Yu. Sang Yu nodded and smiled at him very sensibly, paid the money, took the jar and left.
Now that she has bought the oil, she doesn't have to talk to him about anything else, which is exactly what she wants.
Chen Yingshu's stall does not sell vinegar. It has a strong smell. If you stay in the same environment with vinegar for a long time, the smell of vinegar will also stick to your clothes.
Scholars who consider themselves noble do not want others to smell a sour odor as soon as they get close to them.
Fortunately, there was a stall selling vinegar in the market. Sang Yu could smell the aroma of vinegar from a long distance away. The taste was not as strong as that of aged vinegar. It should be brewed by home-made glutinous rice and red yeast rice.
The price is not very expensive, only one penny for one ounce of vinegar. As for the dishes that their family often eats, vinegar is not used in many places, so Sang Yu only needed one or two ounces of vinegar.
After buying the two seasonings, she walked around the market again and found that water celery was being sold today. She bought a large bunch of fresh water celery for one penny.
She also found a stall selling medicine. It didn't sell the kind of medicine mixed with various herbs like a pharmacy, but only sold bottles and jars of ointments and powders, all of which were medicines for external injuries.
Thinking of the subtle gasp of pain Xie Qiujin made last night when she rolled over and accidentally bumped her shoulder, she squatted down in front of the stall and asked the goateed vendor, "Which medicine can heal abrasions?"
The goatee-bearded stall owner chuckled, "Every medicine on my stall can cure a disease. It's so effective..."
He didn't continue with the rest of the words. The meaning was self-evident. You get what you pay for. Expensive things will work faster, while cheap things will work slower. Anyway, they are all effective. It just depends on how you want to treat them.
Sang Yu frowned slightly. This man's tone and attitude didn't sound like a serious doctor. He might be selling fake medicine.
Apparently, she wasn't the first to have such suspicions. Seeing her expression change, the goateed stall owner quickly explained, "I'm not a doctor. These medicines are all bought from Jishiditang in Lingnan City. They're absolutely effective and are trustworthy. If you don't believe me, look at the ink at the bottom of the bottle."
Sang Yu picked up a bottle and turned it over. She saw three big words "Jishidang" printed on the bright red ink. Fearing that it was a fake, she picked up another bottle to compare. They were exactly the same.
With the current level of counterfeiting, fakes shouldn't be this realistic. She felt a little more at ease and asked, "How much do these medicines cost?"
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