Chapter 160 Fat Fish
And why are you in the cafeteria?
I don't know if he saw me hiding something just now.
However, Master Song didn't seem to want to talk about this. Instead, he held up the fish in his hand and said excitedly: "Look, I really caught a big fish. Is this fish fat?"
Bai Mengmeng immediately noticed the fish in his hand.
This fish looks like it weighs at least six or seven pounds, and looks a bit ferocious and evil, with an upturned mouth, dense scales, and some small black spots on them.
"This is a mandarin fish. Mandarin fish are really fat at this time of year!"
Bai Mengmeng's eyes lit up and she recognized that the fish in front of her was a wild big mandarin fish.
This kind of fish usually likes to stay in rock caves, hiding during the day and coming out at night, and is rarely seen during the day.
At this moment, Bai Mengmeng couldn't help feeling a little confused. It wasn't late at night, and Master Song had caught nothing before she left. How could he suddenly catch such a big mandarin fish? It felt a bit strange.
"It's all luck. I was really lucky today, so I couldn't stop it. I was planning to go home empty-handed, but when I was about to reel in my line, this fish just had to bite. How could I let it go?"
Bai Mengmeng: "Is it really such a coincidence..."
"Yes, it's no coincidence!" Master Song grinned. "But I caught such a big fish, but I don't know how to cook it. So I just brought it to you and let you prepare it and make a fish feast for us to share."
Bai Mengmeng looked at the mandarin fish and swallowed.
After struggling for a while, she couldn't help but whisper, "Master Song, I'm afraid you didn't get the permission of the owner of this place to catch this fish? It's okay for me to pick some wild vegetables, but a fish this big is something special. If the owner of this island knew about it, it would be so embarrassing..."
"Besides, the people outside are eating red beans right now. Let's go and cook in private. If Director Fang finds out, it might not go well."
Master Song didn't say anything, but just silently glanced at the box that Bai Mengmeng packed the red beans in.
Then he turned his head again and found the snails with their butts cut off and packed together. The meaning was self-evident.
Bai Mengmeng, who had originally thought about cooking some snail meat in the evening, said: ...
Master Song wanted to say something, but at this moment, the cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang loudly.
"I am the most powerful..."
His expression became a little unhappy, he took out his cell phone and pressed the answer button.
After listening for a while, he frowned and looked sour: "No, I have nothing to do with the Song family for thirty years, and I have no appetite to attend the banquet!"
The other end of the line seemed to be still talking, and the expression on Master Song's face softened slightly. "Let's do it this way. I plan to eat. Chef Xiaobai is going to cook something special for me. I'm going to have a big meal next. Okay, stop calling me."
After hanging up the phone, a person's name appeared on Master Song's phone.
Bai Mengmeng saw it clearly, there were three big words: Fang Tuzi.
"Look? Director Fang called me, and I've already told him. From now on, we're eating fish, so it won't be considered sneaky."
Bai Mengmeng's forehead was full of black lines.
Director Fang is only a deputy director after all, but why does it feel like no one in this mountain area takes him seriously? He has absolutely no status at all. Whether it's Master Song or Master Xuan, they're all bald men on the left and bald men on the right.
Moreover, she had just listened to the meaning of the phone call and keenly smelled the smell of gossip. What did it mean to leave the Song family? Twenty years ago?
Of course, these matters were Master Song's privacy, so it was not a good idea to delve too deeply into them. Now that she had already spoken to Director Fang, Bai Mengmeng had no qualms and simply took the mandarin fish and started processing it.
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A big mandarin fish, so heavy, would probably have to be auctioned at the fishery.
Bai Mengmeng's mouth was watering when she thought about how much this fish could be sold for.
She felt that it was perfectly fine to have one fish in three ways, as there was no need to pay attention to the presentation.
Chop off the tail and head, make soup, and use the middle part to make sour and sweet squirrel mandarin fish, or steam it and mix it with scallion oil. It is so delicious!
Bai Mengmeng cleaned the mandarin fish in just two or three steps, then chopped off the fish head with a knife, and then split it in half. After frying it, she added hot water and started to make soup.
For the other parts, she used a knife to slice off the fish completely on both sides along the bones, and then shaved off the fish fillets with bones, leaving the remaining fish meat without any bones.
Squirrel mandarin fish is a test of knife skills. Bai Mengmeng cuts the fish evenly into pieces, then adds a little salt and egg yolk, marinates it, coats it with flour and fries it in a pan.
He had actually never cooked this dish before, so he was actually a little nervous at the moment.
I breathed a sigh of relief when the fish meat began to take shape after frying, and watched the fish meat become golden and crispy, with small amounts of air and oil, and then put it on the plate.
The next thing to do is very simple, just make a sweet and sour sauce.
For this sauce, Bai Mengmeng specially chose to use tomatoes that she grew herself.
The tomatoes had just sprouted and were still far from being edible.
But Bai Mengmeng really likes the sour and sweet taste of tomatoes, so she specially picked some and asked the director to help ripen them.
Now in this chilly spring day, the tomatoes planted outside are growing surprisingly big and good. Not only do they have green leaves, but the fruits are also round and plump. You can tell at a glance that they are particularly delicious.
Bai Mengmeng picked several and planned to make the tomato juice sweet and sour to make sauce.
But she didn't notice that Master Song was following her secretly. When she wasn't paying attention, a white light flashed, and then a tomato appeared in her hand.
…
Chop the tomatoes into small pieces, stir-fry until the sand is removed, and gradually thicken.
The sweet and sour smell began to spread, making people drool.
Master Song didn't even blink.
Another flash of inspiration!
How come the leader of the Qiongye sect always has inspiration when cooking?
The spiritual energy is almost exhausted. Could it be that she has some special magic weapon?
Or is it some special technique?
But after careful investigation, he found that Bai Mengmeng was normal and harmless.
Tsk.
He felt emotional.
The last spiritual vein dried up in the past two years.
When there is no spiritual energy in this world, I am afraid that no spiritual roots will be born anymore.
Originally, he thought this was fate.
But now it seems that Master Bai may have some unexpected surprises?
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