The reason Fu Wan asked Boss Fu was precisely because she also had the intention of going to sea.
It's been almost a month since the beginning of the year, and it's been since my last trip to sea.
Although Fu Wan felt she was constantly busy every day, the equipment at the dock was practically rusting from rest.
"Dad, keep an eye on the weather forecast tonight. If the weather is stable for the next couple of days, let's go out to sea tomorrow night!"
"Tomorrow night? Okay!"
According to Boss Fu's experience, we should be able to go out tonight. But my daughter is right, we still need to check the weather first. There are more than a dozen people on the ship, and we can't risk everyone's safety.
Also, it takes time to prepare for going to sea.
The adults chatted as they worked, while Little Blackie, with his short legs, wandered around Wangcai.
This puppy is probably still teething, and it keeps opening its mouth to bite Wangcai's leg. At first, Wangcai tried to avoid it, but later it just lay there and let it bite. Anyway, even if the puppy bites for a long time, Wangcai's fur will only get slightly wet.
Fu Wan picked out a few bamboo shoots from the basket; she planned to make a cold bamboo shoot salad for lunch today.
Making cold bamboo shoot salad is actually very simple. Fu Wan first peeled off the outer skin of the Lei bamboo shoots, then washed them clean, and then cut the bamboo shoots into thin, long strips. Fu Ming watched from the side and found it very interesting.
In the past, the bamboo shoots at home were either stir-fried with some cured meat or dried and stir-fried later; there was never any cold dish made with them.
I don't know where Fu Wan learned her methods, but she always manages to come up with a lot of new and interesting things.
After cutting the bamboo shoots, Fu Wan asked Fu Ming to boil three bowls of water in a pot. Once the water boiled, she put the cut bamboo shoots into the pot. Smelling the faint aroma of bamboo shoots coming from the pot, Fu Ming had a feeling that the bamboo shoots should taste good.
"Ah Wan, please pack some of these bamboo shoots for me later. I'll take them to your sister-in-law tonight."
Fu Wan would definitely agree immediately to that.
"Don't worry, it's definitely there."
Even if there aren't enough bamboo shoots in this pot, there are still several baskets on the ground!
After the bamboo shoots had been cooking for about five or six minutes, Fu Wan immediately took them out and rinsed them with cold water.
Bamboo shoots must be blanched and cooked thoroughly before being used in cold dishes, otherwise they may cause adverse reactions.
This is because if the bamboo shoots are not blanched, the protein in them will react with oxalic acid to form calcium oxalate.
Calcium oxalate not only affects the taste, causing a numbing sensation in the mouth, but can also lead to abdominal pain and diarrhea. Blanching, however, allows the oxalic acid to decompose in boiling water, thus preventing a bitter taste and potential poisoning.
After blanching the bamboo shoots, the next step is to prepare the essential sauce.
Fu Wan only had scallions, garlic, and chili peppers at home, so she chopped all three into small pieces, added some chili powder, poured them into a small bowl, and then poured hot oil over them.
After the oil cooled down, she added a little sugar, salt, soy sauce, and vinegar, and finally poured the sauce into the drained bamboo shoots and stirred well.
Fu Ming watched from the side, his mouth practically watering.
With that color and appearance, it's impossible for it not to taste good!
"Ah Wan, are you done?"
He couldn't wait!
Fu Wan picked up a stick and handed it to him. Fu Ming took it and popped it into his mouth.
A rich, spicy flavor instantly spread in his mouth. Fu Ming quickly chewed a couple of times. The bamboo shoots were spicy, crisp, and refreshing, making him want to have another bite.
"How is it? Is it delicious?"
Ye Xiaocui, who was tidying up bamboo shoots, swallowed hard. She had just seen the seasonings her daughter had put in, especially the hot oil poured over the chili peppers, scallions, and garlic. Oh my, it smelled so good it made her dizzy.
Upon hearing this, Fu Wan stuffed a chopstick into her mother's mouth without saying a word. No amount of words could compare to tasting it herself. As soon as a few bamboo shoots entered her mouth, Ye Xiaocui's eyes lit up.
Fu Laoda washed a pair of chopsticks and joined in the battle. As he ate, he thought to himself, "This stuff is definitely the best with alcohol!"
The cold bamboo shoot salad was ready, and Fu Ming needed to start making lunch. Ye Xiaocui picked out a few bamboo shoots with the outer shell removed, put them in a basket, and handed them to Boss Fu.
"Honey, take these bamboo shoots to San, so his family can have a taste of the fresh bamboo shoots too."
"Okay, sure."
Upon hearing this, Boss Fu took the bowl and was about to leave when he went to the kitchen to get a bowl and filled it with cold bamboo shoots.
Hey, what's that third brother up to? I have to show off these delicious bamboo shoots to him.
Seeing this, Fu Ming panicked and hurriedly took out an enamel mug, filled it with some, and prepared to leave it for Qin Anning.
After finishing all that, he began to prepare the stir-fry. Fu Wan and Ye Xiaocui were also busy. Taking advantage of the good weather, they sliced the bamboo shoots and dried them in the sun.
Fu Wan was very happy to see how popular the cold bamboo shoot salad was. While cutting the bamboo shoots, she picked out some tender Lei bamboo shoots and set them aside, planning to make a slightly spicy version in the afternoon, which her daughters would definitely love.
As soon as Fu Laoda arrived at Fu San's house with his basket, he heard the sound of a child crying loudly inside.
He was so frightened that his beard trembled and his steps became lighter.
Inside Fu San's house, Fu San was skillfully holding and soothing his daughter. The child was born on the eighth day of the lunar calendar, and now, just over half a month later, her eyes had only just opened.
"Honey, is the baby hungry? Why don't you bring him in and I'll try again?"
Lin Qiuju's weak voice rang out. Perhaps because she was over thirty, her childbirth was not smooth. It took her two days and one night, from the seventh to the eighth day of the lunar new year, to give birth to a six-pound, eight-ounce baby girl at the town hospital.
After giving birth, Lin Qiuju was severely weakened. She not only had no milk, but she was also extremely weak.
There was nothing else Fu San could do but buy several cans of baby formula to feed the child. But for some reason, the child kept fussing after finishing a small bottle of formula.
The problem was that his mother-in-law was cooking in the kitchen, so Fu San had no choice but to bite the bullet and coax the child.
Seeing this, Old Man Fu didn't dare go inside. He walked to the kitchen and knocked on the door before Aunt Zhao noticed him.
"Hey, big brother, what brings you here?"
"Auntie, my wife and the others went up the mountain and got some bamboo shoots. They asked me to bring them over for you to try."
After saying that, he handed over the basket he was holding.
"There are also some morel mushrooms inside. You can make some soup for your third son's wife later and see if she can recover sooner!"
"Oh dear, I can't accept this!"
Although Aunt Zhao wasn't a fisherman, she still knew about morel mushrooms.
Some people in their village had also gotten their hands on this stuff and sold it in the county town, where it could fetch four or five yuan per kilogram.
The amount that Boss Fu brought over was at least two or three ounces, if not half a pound.
Fu Laoda was not good at dealing with women and elders. He put his things on the ground. Just then, Fu San, who was holding a child, stood at the door of the main house.
"Hey, big brother, what brings you here?"
Looking at the contents of the basket by the kitchen door, Fu San understood everything and was so moved he didn't know what to say.
"Brother, why don't you hold my daughter?"
No, no, no!
Boss Fu refused without even thinking. What a joke! He hadn't held such a small baby in years.
"That's all. My sister-in-law is waiting for me to eat, so I'll head back now!"
"Why……"
Fu Laoda fled from Fu San's house as if he were escaping, but he didn't forget to inform Fu San at the end.
"Third, we'll be going out to sea in the next couple of days, so don't forget to have someone waiting for us at the dock!"
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