Chapter 25 I gave him a meal of 'Stir-fried Bamboo Shoots with Pork'
Back in the yard, Jiang Ning took a grass carp out of the bucket, stunned it, and threw it onto the cutting board. The other two were still swimming happily in the bucket.
The cement in the pool had just dried and the water hadn't been pumped back yet. Shen Mo said he would come back and fix it after his training session.
Seeing that it was almost time, Jiang Ning deftly scaled the grass carp, gutted it, and removed its internal organs.
Zhiqi stared blankly as she deftly processed the grass carp, and then, recalling Jiang Ning whipping Wang Xiaotian's buttocks with a bamboo stick, he shuddered.
If he also makes a mistake, Sister Jiang will beat him...
He was willing to let Sister Jiang hit him.
"Zhiqi".
Jiang Ning waited a while for a response, then called out again.
"Zhiqi?"
"Ah, what's wrong?" Huo Zhiqi came back to his senses.
Jiang Ning nodded her chin toward the stove, her eyes sparkling, "Start the fire, we're having spicy boiled fish today."
"Okay, sure." Zhiqi agreed, then neatly gathered firewood and started a fire.
After completing the preliminary preparations, heat the oil in a wok. Be generous with the amount of oil used; add vegetable oil and half a spoonful of lard for added aroma.
Heat the wok until it's hot, then add dried chili peppers, Sichuan peppercorns, scallions, ginger, and garlic and stir-fry until fragrant. Next, add fermented bean paste and stir-fry until the oil turns red. Then add a little wine, add water, and bring to a boil. After boiling, add MSG, salt, and other seasonings.
Then put the fish into the red broth and cook it for a while before adding some side dishes.
The ginger and lemon flavor is excellent, thanks to the generous amount of oil and seasonings.
The aroma wafted out, and Huo Zhiqi kept glancing into the pot, swallowing hard.
Sister Jiang's cooking smells so good, unlike Aunt Wang and Grandma Wang, who are stingy when they cook. They cut the meat into very small pieces, and the oil they use to stir-fry vegetables is oil that is forcibly rendered from the meat.
Jiang Ning steamed the leftover buns from the morning again. After they were heated up, she took one out and handed it to Zhiqi.
Seeing that he didn't take it, she stuffed the bun into his hand and said, "Look how hungry you are. Eat up. Your Uncle Chen won't be back for a while. Have a bun to satisfy your craving first."
Jiang Ning handed Zhiqi a steamed bun and continued to watch the pot. After it was cooked, she took it out of the pot and plated it. She sprinkled a layer of Sichuan peppercorn powder, garlic cloves, and chopped green onions on the fish. Then she added a little oil and chili to the pot to make it fragrant, and poured the hot oil over the fish.
The aroma of spicy and savory flavors wafted over, making even ginger and lemon drool.
Smelling the spicy aroma, Jiang Ning had already decided what to do with the other grass carp. She would make some pickled cabbage when she had time, so she could make pickled cabbage fish.
Once the spicy fish is cooked, there's nothing else to do, so Jiang Ning takes this opportunity to start cleaning the kitchen.
Huo Zhiqi looked up and saw it, quickly swallowed the bun, then rolled up his sleeves and walked over, "Sister Jiang, I'll wash these things."
He pushed Jiang Ning aside, and the stove was now within his reach.
She couldn't help but chuckle. This child was just like Shen Mo, as if he was afraid she was doing some dirty or tiring work.
As soon as Shen Mo entered the house, he smelled the delicious aroma and saw the large and small kitchens.
Huo Zhiqi was washing the dishes, and Jiang Ning was watching beside him with a satisfied smile on her lips.
After washing the dishes, Jiang Ning peeled a candy with her slender, white hands and personally fed it to Zhiqi.
Does that kid not have hands? He even needs ginger peeled and fed to him.
Moreover, why wasn't Jiang Ning watching him while he was cleaning up the kitchen?
Out of the corner of my eye, I glanced at the door, tossed the candy wrapper into the stove, and said, "You're back. Dinner's ready. Wash your hands and eat."
As soon as Shen Mo entered the gate, he smelled the tempting aroma of spicy food filling the courtyard. He raised his hand to his stomach; he was indeed hungry, but... he couldn't handle spicy food very well.
Jiang Ning ate three bowls of rice and carried them to the main room with Zhiqi.
Shen Mo washed his hands and went to the main room, where Jiang Ning was carrying a bowl of steamed eggs.
Then he saw Jiang Ning push the bowl of steamed eggs to Zhiqi, saying, "Zhiqi, this was steamed especially for you. You're too thin and need to eat more."
Since the steamed eggs were gone, Shen Mo had no choice but to eat spicy fish.
Jiang Ning is a really good cook. No matter what the ingredients are, the food she makes tastes even better than what you get in state-run restaurants.
The fish was prepared very well with ginger and lemon; most of the bones were removed, and the fishy smell was completely masked by the chili flavor, making it completely odorless.
Shen Mo ate very little, constantly shoveling rice into his mouth, eating two large mouthfuls of rice with every bite of spicy fish.
Zhiqi is good at handling spicy food. He ate the spicy fish bite after bite, and even though it was so spicy that he stuck out his tongue, he still couldn't help but take another bite.
Seeing him eating so heartily, Jiang Ning worried that his stomach wouldn't be able to handle it. "Zhiqi, eat less fish, it's too spicy."
“He’s not that delicate,” Shen Mo suddenly said.
Jiang Ning then turned to look at Shen Mo, and suddenly picked up a piece of food with her chopsticks and put it in his bowl, saying, "Children's stomachs are not as strong as adults', so you can eat more."
She enjoys watching others eat, especially the food she cooks; the more she watches, the more appetizing it becomes.
Shen Mo stared blankly at the food Jiang Ning had put in his bowl.
This was the first time Jiang Ning had served him food.
Looking at the chili pepper in the bowl, he gritted his teeth and ate the chili pepper and fish together with his rice.
Jiang Ning only likes spicy food, but doesn't like chili peppers. Seeing Shen Mo eat the chili peppers without changing his expression, she said in surprise, "So you like spicy food so much? Then I can put more chili peppers in my dishes from now on."
The spicy fish she made this time wasn't particularly spicy; it was only mildly spicy, enough for even people who can't handle spice to have a couple of bites.
But the taste isn't spicy, which is one thing. A whole chili pepper is several times spicier than this bowl of chili peppers. Shen Mo's ability to eat chili peppers directly proves that he can handle spicy food very well.
After Jiang Ning finished eating, she propped her head up and watched the two men in the room eat.
Zhiqi was alright; his lips were just burning red.
Shen Mo, on the other hand, was sweating profusely from eating.
You can develop an tolerance for spicy food; gradually increase the spiciness, and you'll naturally be able to eat it.
This is the experience she gained from eating hot pot twenty times in a month.
Thinking this, Jiang Ning put food on Shen Mo's plate again, usually chili peppers or fish.
"Did something happen today?" Shen Mo finally picked up a topic to talk about after the meal was over.
Jiang Ning raised an eyebrow, picked up the last piece of fish from the bowl, and put it in her mouth. "Did anyone say anything to you?"
Shen Mo recalled what Grandma Wang had said, and his expression turned somewhat unpleasant. "Yes, I ran into Grandma Wang on the way back, and she said a few things to me."
Jiang Ning frowned. "Are you referring to the matter of me hitting her grandson? How does this affect you?"
Shen Mo brought this up suddenly, but someone else might have thought he was there to interrogate him.
After all, the Wang family's position is higher than Shen Mo's.
But Jiang Ning felt that he wouldn't.
Shen Mo took a big gulp of water from his enamel mug, and was surprised to hear this. "Hitting her grandson?"
Jiang Ning, "So you didn't know?"
She chuckled again, a sly glint in her eyes, "I treated him to a meal of 'bamboo shoots stir-fried with pork'."
Seeing her bright eyes, Shen Mo's eyes also filled with smiles.
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