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The bracken by the river was soaked by the rain, and it was green and shiny, so tender that it made people feel happy at a glance. When you pull the tender stem upwards, when you reach a point, the tender stem will break with a snap. The snap sound is so crisp that Du Heng can listen to it all day long.
There are two kinds of ferns growing more by the river. One is darker in color, but has thick stems, and the stems are curled up like octopus legs, and are covered with fine hairs. The other is the emerald green that Du Heng picked more often, and it is so green that you can't stop eating. This green fern is thinner and doesn't have so many hairs on it.
There are also several types of ferns that are covered in fluff, which makes them look unappealing.
Du Heng picked the two types of ferns that he had eaten and was familiar with. He did not dare to pick the others. If they were poisonous, it would be fine if it only poisoned him, but it would be bad if it poisoned other people in the village.
Xuan Yu bent down to help Du Heng pick ferns. His movements were not as smooth as Du Heng's, and he would stand up and look around after picking a few ferns.
Du Heng saw Xuan Yu standing up again. He smiled and said, "Xuan Yu, what are you looking at?"
Xuan Yu said slowly: "This place is close to Nanshan Mountain, and sometimes monsters will attack."
Hearing Xuan Yu say this, Du Heng immediately remembered the mountain goby that appeared in the trap when he went to Nanshan for the second time. The monster that could injure the mountain goby like that must be very scary.
Moreover, spring is the season for animals to mate, and most of them tend to be more aggressive. If Du Heng encountered groups of monsters coming down the mountain, he really wouldn't be able to stop them.
With this thought, Du Heng's enthusiasm for picking vegetables was extinguished. He quickly put the bracken he picked into his backpack. The bracken filled half of the backpack. Du Heng thought for a moment and said, "Then... let's just pick a few bracken and take them back. How about just picking one backpack and taking it back?"
Xuan Yu said: "It's okay, don't be nervous, there will be no problem with me here. You can pick the ferns boldly."
Du Heng smiled and said, "We can't be greedy. If you don't like the taste, it will be a waste if you pick them and take them back. Besides, we are close anyway. If you like them, we can come back next time."
Xuan Yu nodded, and he continued to bend down and pick the bracken. The juice of the bracken stained his hands and dyed his skin blue-gray, which looked dirty. But a fresh fragrance lingered around his hands, and it smelled quite good.
Du Heng and his friend were not the only ones picking ferns. Xiao Xiao and Nianniansuisui also helped pick ferns from the river. The two chicks were not tall, so they had to jump up and peck off the fern stems. They carried the broken ferns in their mouths and dragged them to the backpack. Often, they would only pick one or two ferns after working for half a day.
Xiaoxiao had a big mouth, so he could hold a handful of bracken in his mouth and put it in the backpack. A group of people were picking bracken happily by the stream, and soon they had a backpack full of bracken.
After a while, Du Heng saw Jing Nan standing in the peach forest on the other side of the river. Jing Nan smiled and said, "Can this be eaten?"
Du Heng stood up and said, "It should be edible. I'll make some for everyone to try when I get back. If everyone likes it, I'll pick some more and take them back."
Jing Nan smiled and said, "Okay, but you have to remember one thing. This stone river in front of you is the boundary. If you don't have anyone to accompany you, you'd better not cross the boundary easily. The monsters on the South Mountain are eyeing you covetously. If you cross the river alone, the consequences will be very serious."
Du Heng looked at Jing Nan dimly: "Do you think it's fun to scare me?"
Jing Nan laughed: "You found out all this?"
On the way back, Du Heng filled the backpack with ferns. Xiaoxiao and Nianniansuisui could not stay in it, so Du Heng and Xuan Yu could only carry these little guys across the river.
As he flew over the rocks, Du Heng saw fish swimming upstream in the stream. In shallow water, there were so many of these fish that it seemed like they could be caught with just a net.
Jing Nan stood under the peach tree, the pink petals of the peach blossoms fell on his shoulders. He smiled and said, "What are you looking at?"
Du Heng said: "Look at the fish in the water, I wonder if they are edible."
There was a puddle not far from where Du Heng landed, and the fish in the puddle were black and dense. Du Heng looked at them with envy, because these fish had round heads and cylindrical bodies, and looked very meaty.
Jing Nan said, "Of course you can eat it. It tastes pretty good. In previous springs, Xiaoyu would catch a few to eat sashimi and grilled fish, right, Xiaoyu?"
Xuan Yu said: "This fish is called Eryue fish, also known as peach blossom fish. When the peach blossoms bloom, they swim from the sea to the upper reaches to lay eggs. This season is when they are the fattest and you can eat them raw. If you are interested, you can also think of other ways to cook them."
Du Heng rubbed his hands and looked at Xuan Yu expectantly: "Xuan Yu, can you help me catch a few? We can braise them when we get back."
Xuan Yu nodded: "Okay."
Xuan Yu stretched out his hand to Jing Nan: "Give me the basket."
Jing Nan muttered, "Can't you carry an extra basket when you go out? Or let Du Heng put his ferns in the storage bag? It won't be a big deal to make a storage bag anyway, right?" Jing Nan muttered as he handed the basket on his back to Xuan Yu. He also reminded him, "Catch more. Xiaoyu, the grilled fish you make is delicious."
Xuan Yu took off his boots, rolled up his trouser legs and dipped into the water. The fish were not afraid of him at all and crowded around his feet. He bent down and scooped up half a basket of peach blossom fish. Each peach blossom fish was a foot long and they were fat and jumping in the basket.
Du Heng originally thought that Xuan Yu would stop fishing after one catch, but he saw Xuan Yu take out a storage bag from his waist. He picked up the fish in the basket one by one and put them into the storage bag. Then he carried the empty basket and said to Du Heng: "I'll go to the village entrance to have a look. There are more fish over there. You can go back first and don't wait for me."
Du Heng picked up his boots and said, "Xuan Yu, aren't you going to take your boots with you?"
Xuan Yu smiled and said, "It's okay, you can bring it back for me. I'll go back after I catch the fish."
After saying this, Xuan Yu followed the current towards the village entrance, and Xiao Wonton followed him on the green grass on the shore. After the man and the dog went around the peach tree, they disappeared from sight.
Du Heng picked up the boots in his hand. He looked down at Nian Nian and Sui Sui and said, "Oh no, you can only walk back."
The two chicks flapped their wings and followed Xiaoxiao proudly, as if they were telling Du Heng with their actions: they can walk!
Jing Nan put his hands in his pockets and said, "Let's go? Let's go back?"
Du Heng spotted a patch of plump and tender amaranth under the peach tree, and he immediately became interested: "Don't worry, I'll dig some amaranth and bring it back."
Jing Nan raised his eyebrows: "Malan? Can this be eaten?" Du Heng put the backpack aside. He bent down and took out a sickle from the side of the backpack: "You can eat it. Malan mixed with cold water can clear away heat and reduce internal heat. It is best eaten with porridge."
Du Heng soon had a large bunch of Malan. He looked left and right but couldn't find a place to put the Malan. This didn't bother him, because he had a huge sleeve that could hold a lot of things!
The rain was getting heavier, and Jing Nan urged Du Heng again: "Stop digging, go back. If you don't go back, lunch time will be postponed."
Du Heng stood up with great satisfaction and carried the basket on his back: "Picking wild vegetables is so enjoyable. I will come to pick them again when I have time in the next two days."
Xuan Yu had carved a formation on his body that could block the rain, so no matter how heavy the rain outside was, it couldn't wet his clothes.
Watching Du Heng walk forward, Jing Nan fell behind a few steps. He looked at Nanshan on the other side of the river, and Jing Nan raised a contemptuous arc at the corner of his mouth: "Oh, you don't know whether to live or die."
He picked a five-inch-long dead branch from the peach tree, and saw a flash of light in Jingnan's hand, and the dead branch rushed to the other side like lightning. Not long after the dead branch passed, a huge object rolled down from the mountain.
The huge object fell heavily on the other side of the river. Something rustled out from the deep bracken on the river bank and dragged the huge object behind a boulder.
Jing Nan followed Du Heng home, humming a little tune with his hands in his pockets: "You are not allowed to cross the river without us in the future. I am not trying to scare you."
Du Heng replied, "I know, I know."
Jing Nan added, "There are many wild animals on the mountain, and it has been a bit uneasy these past few days. Just tell us what you want to pick. Don't run out on your own."
Du Heng was helpless: "Why do I feel that the tone you use when talking to me is the same as the tone I use when talking to Xiaoxiao? I get it, I'm not a child, I won't run around!"
The spring rain was drizzling. When Du Heng returned to the eaves, the rain formed lines and hung down from the eaves. The two chickens' down quilts were wet. Du Heng wiped them clean with a towel and sent them to the edge of the stove: "You can't go out until they are dried here, otherwise you will get sick."
Fortunately, the chicks were very obedient. They snuggled up to the warm stove door and closed their eyes.
Du Heng looked at the rain outside and was a little worried about Xuan Yu: "Is Xuan Yu still fishing? Don't get cold."
Feng Gui said calmly: "Don't worry about him, he's not that fragile. What are we having for lunch today?"
Du Heng poured the bracken in the basket onto the eaves. He said, "Stir-fry the bracken with bacon and mix it with amaranth. If Xuan Yu catches some fish later, we'll make braised fish and fish soup!"
Feng Gui was irritable: "Can you make something I can eat? The bland soup sounds unappetizing."
Du Heng was helpless: "What do you want to eat?" Feng Gui cloudy to sunny: "Spicy."
Du Heng thought for a moment and said, "I'll make you two sausages. Stop making noise."
Feng Gui got angry again: "I'm going out soon, can't you make something delicious?"
Du Heng was stunned: "Hey? Where are you going?"
Feng Gui was not in the village for many years, but he had been in the village for a long time this time. He left in April and might only come back once or twice a year. The next time he came back would be during the Chinese New Year.
Hearing Feng Gui say this, Du Heng fell silent for once. He went to the refrigerator and took a look around. When he came out, he was holding a big rooster in his hand. "Do you want to eat taro chicken?"
Taro chicken is one of the few authentic spicy dishes that Du Heng can make. This dish is also Du's mother's unique skill. The soft and sticky taro is stewed with the chicken, and the chicken is soft and rotten. The taro is even more delicious than the chicken. This dish is spicy, fresh and fragrant, and it is especially appetizing. Feng Gui should like this taste.
Feng Gui smiled: "Eat!"
Jing Nan glared at Feng Gui with sharp eyes: "I'll kill you with this spicy food. I'll kill you with this spicy food!"
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The ingredient for the dish of taro chicken is taro. Du Heng took out the taro from the refrigerator. He bought the taro in December last year to make Laba porridge, but when he was making the porridge, he forgot to put it in.
Thinking carefully, he and Xiaoxiao sneaked out and were frightened by the monster, missing the time to cook Laba porridge. This box of taro was left behind, and it is still hairy now.
Du Heng can't eat taro. Every time he eats taro, his throat feels numb. At first, he thought it was because the taro was not processed properly, but later he found out that it was hereditary. Du's father can't eat taro. No matter what kind of taro he eats, his throat feels astringent.
After Du's mother married Du's father, her specialty, taro chicken, fell out of favor for this reason. It could only be prepared and served to guests during festivals. Everyone who had eaten Du's mother's taro chicken disliked it. Du Heng couldn't eat taro, but he could eat chicken! He could eat two bowls of taro chicken soup with rice.
Du Heng took out the taro and put it in a colander. Each taro from Zhou's shop was as big as a fist and hairy.
If you don't protect the taro when peeling it, the juice will get on your hands and make them itchy. Du Heng originally wanted to use the old method to remove the taro skin, but it was raining so hard outside that he didn't want to do it in the yard.
So he took out a bamboo planer and prepared to peel off the outer skin of the taro. A layer of green light appeared in Du Heng's hands, and the light separated the taro and his hands like a glove. Soon he got a basket of taro seeds.
I don't know where the taro from Zhou's shop comes from. After peeling the taro skin, there are fine purple snowflake-like patterns inside. This kind of taro has a soft texture. Du Heng has only seen such patterns on large taro in the south before.
Wen Qiong squatted beside Du Heng. She watched Du Heng cooking the taro and said, "Isn't this thing... used for alchemy?"
Du Heng said: "It can be eaten. Master, do you know taro?"
Wen Qiong said: "I know, I saw someone growing this in the sect's spiritual field, I thought it could only be used for alchemy. I didn't expect it could be eaten..."
Jing Nan smiled and said, "We have eaten a lot of strange things since Du Heng came to the village. This one won't make a difference."
Du Heng washed the taro and chicken in the sink and fished them out. He cut the taro into bite-sized pieces. Of course, while cutting the taro, his hands were still flowing with spiritual energy. He had just confirmed that using spiritual energy to isolate his hands from the taro would indeed stop his hands from itching.
Du Heng was preparing the ingredients again. He felt a little regretful: "It would be nice if there was bean paste."
He had only cooked the hot pot base before, but not the bean paste. It seems that he will make some bean paste when he has time. The taste of hot pot base and bean paste is still different. The taro chicken dish will lose a lot of flavor without bean paste.
But it shouldn't be a problem to fool Feng Gui and the others. Du Heng looked at Feng Gui who was drinking tea in the kitchen. Feng Gui was frightened by his look: "How are you trying to fool me with your sneaky eyes?"
Du Heng turned his gaze back. The big monster's senses were too sharp, so he couldn't do anything bad.
Pour soybean oil into the pot, wait for the oil to heat up, and then pour taro along the edge of the pot. The taro is fried in oil first, then steamed in a steamer before adding chicken soup. The taro will not melt and will not make the taro chicken soup sticky.
This is the recipe that Du's mother asked for. She used to cook taro and chicken together, and the soup was full of sticky taro. But since Du Heng and Du's father couldn't eat taro, Du's mother changed the recipe. In this way, she can eat her taro, and Du Heng and Du's father can also eat chicken.
Many people would think that taro chicken with clear soup is not authentic, but Du Heng thinks that this is the most authentic taro chicken, full of mother's love.
When the taro skin was fried until it turned slightly yellow, Du Heng put the taro in a large bowl and placed it on the steamer. After two cups of steaming, the taro would be cooked.
While the taro was steaming, Du Heng put a handful of peppercorns into the pot. As soon as the peppercorns were put into the pot, the pungent spicy smell spread. Feng Gui was satisfied: "Ah, this tempting spicy taste is really strong."
Du Heng pours the fat chicken into the pot and stir-fry. The fire should be high, and the excess water in the chicken should not flow out. When the oil in the chicken skin is about to seep out, pour in the white wine and stir-fry slightly. It does not need to be fried for too long, and the chicken should temporarily say goodbye to the big pot.
After serving the chicken, Du Heng added some soybean oil to the pot. When the oil was hot, he added a handful of Sichuan peppercorns. Seeing Du Heng adding Sichuan peppercorns, Jing Nan hissed, "Too cruel! He won't let me live."
When he saw Du Heng adding a large amount of hot pot base, he said to Feng Gui quietly, "This dish today may only be eaten by you and Xiaoxiao."
Wen Qiong weakly raised her hand to show her attitude: "Actually... I can do it too." Jing Nan was so angry that he glared at her: "Are you bullying me for not being able to eat spicy food?"
After the red oil in the pot came out, Du Heng sprinkled a handful of dried chili peppers. The red chili peppers were spicy as soon as they were put into the pot. After the chili peppers, Du Heng put the chicken pieces into the pot and stir-fried them with the ingredients. After stir-frying for half a cup of tea, he added white wine, soy sauce, ginger slices and garlic and stir-fried them together.
After frying for another half a cup of tea, he added a spoonful of boiling water to the pot. After the water covered the chicken, Du Heng generously picked up a handful of chives, washed them, tied them into a knot and threw them into the pot.
At this time, the taro in the pot was about to mature, so Du Heng took the steamer down and threw the two handfuls of bracken he had just cleaned into the pot to blanch them in the boiling water.
The bracken is fresh and tender, and will become soft after a little blanching. Du Heng picked them up and put them in cold water. After being washed with cold water, the bracken will not turn yellow easily and will taste more crisp and tender.
Just as Du Heng was soaking the bracken in water, Xiao Wonton's voice came from outside the courtyard gate. Xuan Yu is back!
Du Heng immediately walked out of the kitchen and saw Xuan Yu walking into the door. Xuan Yu was carrying a backpack in one hand and an umbrella in the other. He was barefoot. If Du Heng did the same, he would be very embarrassed. However, Xuan Yu seemed to be coming back from a walk, leisurely and relaxed!
Du Heng said happily: "I'm back!!"
Xuan Yu strode to the eaves of the corridor, put the backpack on the ground, and closed the umbrella: "Well, the harvest is not bad. Take a look?"
The basket was filled with half a basket of peach blossom fish, each of which was plump and round. The fishy smell of fish wafted out of the basket. If there was a cat at home, it would definitely surround the basket and refuse to leave. However, there was no cat at home, only a little wonton that was soaking wet and shaking off water under the eaves.
Xuan Yu smelled the spicy smell in the yard. He frowned and looked at Feng Gui: "Cooking spicy food again? Du Heng can't eat spicy food."
Feng Gui snorted, "I'm almost leaving, can't I have something good to eat?"
Du Heng looked at the fish basket and asked happily, "How do I eat this fish? I've never eaten it before!"
Xuan Yu said: "This kind of fish can be eaten raw or grilled. How about I cook it for you to try today? You know more about ingredients. After you taste it, you can try other methods?"
Jing Nan and the others immediately became excited: "Hey, Xiaoyu is going to cook!!" "It's been so many years, he finally decided to cook. I've been dreaming about his grilled fish for years!"
Xuan Yu was cleaning the fish, Du Heng was cooking bacon. Jing Nan and the others would sometimes hover around Xuan Yu, saying, "What beautiful knife skills." Sometimes they would hover behind Du Heng, saying, "When can we eat the taro chicken?"
Du Heng was busy pouring taro into the pot. He estimated the time and said, "It will be ready in about an incense stick of time."
After the taro was put into the pot, he tasted it for saltiness. Unfortunately, he lost his sense of taste after the soup entered his mouth. Du Heng's face turned red from the spiciness. He waved to Xiaoxiao and said, "Xiaoxiao, come and taste the saltiness."
This time he didn't let Xiaoxiao drink the soup, but added a piece of chicken leg and put it into Xiaoxiao's mouth: "Taste it and see if it's salty. If it's bland, I'll add salt."
Xiaoxiao held the chicken leg in his mouth, smacked it a few times, then turned his head and spat out a bone. He flapped his wings in satisfaction: "Chirp!"
It seemed that the taste was not bad, so Du Heng felt relieved. Du Heng picked up the chicken bones on the ground and threw them into the bucket where he put the kitchen waste. It was not that he did not allow Xiao Wonton to eat it, but it was easy for a puppy to get choked to death if it ate the small bones, and Du Heng was reluctant to let Xiao Wonton get into trouble.
Xuan Yu quickly cut a fish out. On the snow-white plate, there was a circle of slightly transparent fish meat, with the head of the black carp in the middle. The one-foot-long black carp actually covered the entire plate. Xuan Yu's knife skills were really amazing.
Xuan Yu put the fish plate on the table: "Eat it."
Jing Nan and Feng Gui immediately stretched out their chopsticks to pick up the fish, but Du Heng was a little uncomfortable: "Just... just like that? No dipping sauce?"
Xuan Yu held a piece of fish on his chopsticks. He said to Du Heng, "Try it first. If you need any more seasoning, just mix some more."
Du Heng took a bite of the fish meat in his mouth. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that the fish meat moved slightly in his mouth. The slightly cool fish meat had a salty taste, and it was actually crispy when chewed! This magical taste made Du Heng open his eyes wide, and he chewed it again, and it was indeed very fresh.
Du Heng doesn't like to eat raw food. When he was in his hometown, his friends invited him to eat Japanese food. He couldn't get used to the taste of the sea fish. He always felt that salmon tasted like cold fat in his mouth, and it had a little fishy smell. Every time he finished eating, he felt uncomfortable in his stomach.
But the fish sliced by Xuan Yu was completely different from the fish he had eaten before. He had a feeling that this ingredient was alive and fresh!
Du Heng smacked his lips and said, "Not bad."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xuan Yu picked up the second chopstick and said, "If you like it, eat more. Try it and see if you need any seasoning."
Du Heng thought for a moment while chewing the sashimi: "Should I try?"
He chopped ginger and scallions in a small bowl, then poured in a little soy sauce and vinegar, and added a little sugar. After stirring it for a while, Du Heng brushed his chopsticks. He always felt that something was missing, but he couldn't figure out what it was for a while.
He placed the small bowl next to the sashimi, then picked up a piece of fish and dipped it into the sauce: "Let me try it first."
The peach blossom fish dipped in sauce tasted a little more like the dipping sauce, and the taste was a little stronger. However, since he didn't have the experience to tell which one was better after just one bite, Du Heng scratched his head a little embarrassedly: "It doesn't seem to be much better."
After hearing what Du Heng said, everyone picked up the sashimi and dipped it in the sauce. Then they all praised it: "Not bad. You can put it here, so you can have two flavors of sashimi!"
The most anticipated thing was the grilled fish. It was said that Xuan Yu's grilled fish was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, which was very delicious. Du Heng couldn't help drooling when he heard it. Seeing Du Heng's expectant look, Xuan Yu picked up seven or eight prepared fish and went to the eaves of the corridor.
Du Heng stretched his neck to see how Xuan Yu grilled the fish, but the taro chicken in the pot was almost done. He could only scoop out the taro chicken. After scooping a bowl, some of it was still left in the pot. Du Heng cooked a big pot, enough for Feng Gui to eat all he wanted!
He walked towards the dining table holding a large bowl of taro chicken: "Taro chicken is here~~"
The big bowl was filled with taro chicken, with a small mountain of taro and chicken in the middle of the red soup. The soft taro separated with a chopstick, but there was thick stringy juice inside the taro, which was desperately trying to keep its fellow man who was about to be separated. It was so touching that I wanted to eat it in one bite.
The chicken is so tender that you can suck all the meat into your mouth with just a sip. The first thing that hits your mouth is the numbing taste that is hard to ignore. The tip of your tongue feels like it has been struck by lightning and you can't control yourself. Then comes the spicy taste, which starts its attack gently, quietly lighting a fire on the tip of your tongue and in your mouth.
After the spicy taste, other fresh aromas slowly emerged, and this taste was irresistible. Feng Gui ate several mouthfuls of taro and chicken in a row, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He finally took off the fox fur and revealed a bright yellow robe. After a while, he even took off the outer robe, leaving only a layer of clothes next to his body.
Jing Nan looked at Feng Gui and the others eating one bite after another, and asked in a low voice: "Is it delicious?"
Feng Gui nodded: "It's super delicious! Come, have a bite of taro, this one is not too spicy."
It was rare that Feng Gui didn't tease Jing Nan on purpose this time, but Jing Nan still fell down after taking a bite of taro: "You...fuck you..."
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Du Heng picked up a few pieces of chicken and taro and placed them in a small bowl. He scooped a small spoonful of soup and poured it on top, then took the spoon to the eaves.
On the eaves, Xuan Yu was grilling fish over charcoal. The charcoal was placed on the stove where Du Heng used to grill mutton skewers. Xuan Yu was holding chopsticks in his hand and looking at the raindrops hanging on the eaves.
When Du Heng passed by, Xuan Yu happened to look back. Du Heng smiled and said, "Would you like to try the taro chicken? Can you handle spicy food?"
Xuan Yu chuckled and said, "Then let's give it a try."
Du Heng blew on the taro carefully and passed it to Xuan Yu: "Be careful of the heat."
Xuan Yu took the taro into his mouth in one bite, and squinted his eyes slightly. The taro was soft and sticky, and it could be melted by just stirring it with the tongue without chewing. It was fresh, spicy, and a little sweet. It tasted really good. Xuan Yu felt like there was a fire burning in his mouth, but he wanted to have another bite: "Any more?"
Du Heng smiled and said, "Yes!"
Although he couldn't eat taro very well, he knew that taro was the essence of taro chicken. He put in as much taro as chicken, and handed another piece of taro to Xuan Yu. He didn't know when it started, but he found that he and Xuan Yu were already used to feeding each other.
Xuan Yu ate three pieces of taro in a row: "Delicious, I like this taste."
Du Heng was amused: "I thought you liked sweet things, but I didn't expect you would like something so spicy as well."
Xuan Yu lowered his eyes and turned the fish on the grill. His voice was calm: "I like everything you cook."
Du Heng picked up a piece of chicken gizzard and said, "Come on, eat some chicken gizzard."
The gizzards were no longer crispy, and tasted like pure meat. Xuan Yu chewed them carefully, then turned his head and spit out a peppercorn: "Delicious. After eating your taro chicken, they may not like the grilled fish I make."
The skin of the peach blossom fish on the grill had begun to turn slightly yellow, and the fish meat sizzled under the charcoal fire. Xuan Yu only sprinkled a little salt on the fish skin and belly, without too much seasoning, and the whole fish looked a little bland.
However, the simpler the cooking, the more the original flavor of the ingredients can be revealed. Du Heng smelled a strong aroma while standing next to the grill. Du Heng sniffed: "What a nice smell! This fish must be delicious."
Xuan Yu smiled and said, "During the years when you didn't come to the village, Jing Nan and I lived in the village. Feng Gui could only come back for a few days, and after the hustle and bustle, there were only Jing Nan, Xiao Xiao and I in the village. In the spring, Xiao Xiao's favorite thing was for me to catch peach blossom fish. But later, Xiao Xiao got tired of it, so I stopped catching them."
Xuan Yu's voice was a little lonely: "My cooking skills are not good. There are only two ways to eat peach blossom fish in my hands: eating it raw or grilled. If you can study a few more ways to eat it, I will catch more next year."
Du Heng recalled the scene when he first arrived in the village. The village was so lonely at that time. Xuan Yu must have been lonely for many years, so he desperately wanted him to have a friend. Du Heng immediately patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, leave it to me."
Xuan Yu ate a bowl of taro chicken in front of the grill, and he even drank up the soup. After all, he couldn't eat spicy food like Feng Gui, and his lips turned slightly red because of the spiciness, and he looked a little more passionate than usual.
Du Heng looked at the grilled fish and it seemed that it would take some time before eating, so he went to the kitchen to make lunch first.
The big pot was simmering the rice, and the small pot was boiling water. Du Heng wanted to make bracken and bacon, a quick dish that could be made when the rice was almost cooked. He wanted to take advantage of this gap to make a cold salad with fresh Malan.
After the amaranth was rolled in boiling water, it turned dark green. Du Heng picked them up and immersed them in cold water. After the temperature of the amaranth dropped, he took them out, squeezed out the water and cut them into small pieces.
You can add some dried tofu to the cold-mixed Malan, but Du Heng was too lazy to bother. He squeezed the water out of the Malan again and put it on the plate.
After sprinkling sesame oil, salt and a little pepper, a dish of cold-mixed Malan was ready. Du Heng thought about it and didn't put Malan on the table. The taste of Malan depends on the porridge. How can these people who just ate a lot of fish and meat taste the taste of Malan? He decided not to waste his Malan.
Not long after Malan finished mixing, Xuanyu's grilled fish was ready. The fish skin was golden yellow, and the bones in the fish belly were roasted crispy. With a touch of chopsticks, the crispy fish skin was separated from the white fish meat inside.
The peach blossom fish is a marine fish that lives in the sea and has only a few bones in its body. Take a bite of it with skin and meat, the slightly crispy fish skin wrapped around the slightly chewy fish meat inside is so delicious that you can't stop eating it even if it's only garnished with salt.
Du Heng held the fish head in one hand and the fish tail in the other. He happily took a bite of the fish's back. The meat on both sides of the back was torn off in one bite, leaving only the meat on both sides of the fish's belly. He chewed the fish with a crunchy sound, and a delicious dish he had eaten when he was a child appeared in his mind.
At that time, he went to school in the town. Every day after school, there would be many small stalls selling fried skewers in front of the school. On the small stalls, there would be a kind of sea fish, which was spindle-shaped. The proprietress would wrap the sea fish with a layer of batter, which made the sea fish look bigger than other things on the stall.
Du Heng didn't have much pocket money at that time. Du's father's family ran a restaurant, and they would not let Du Heng eat randomly outside. But Du Heng was still greedy. Whenever he saw children standing in front of the stalls eating the meaningless fried cabbage and fried fish wrapped in sweet noodle sauce, he also wanted to eat it.
Finally one day, he collected two yuan and rushed to the stall after school to order a sea fish. He waited eagerly for the boss to fry it, and when the boss handed him the sea fish with sweet noodle sauce, he took a bite immediately.
At that time, just like now, he took his first bite of the fish on its back. The battered fish tasted salty and delicious, and Du Heng swallowed even the fish bones. It was so delicious!
Now, while eating Xuan Yu's grilled fish, Du Heng miraculously thought of that scene. He squinted his eyes and nibbled the meat on the fish belly, his expression like a sated cat.
Xuanyu grilled fish is really good. The bones in the fish belly are roasted until crispy, leaving the meat in the middle soft. The fish skin and fish meat inside and outside are crispy, and even the bones on the fish belly can be swallowed.
Du Heng had finished eating a fish and there was a large fish bone in front of him. If Xuan Yu hadn't stopped him, Du Heng would have even wanted to take a bite of the fish head.
Du Heng ate a whole fish in one breath and wiped his mouth with satisfaction. He gave Xuan Yu a thumbs up and said, "It's delicious. This is the best grilled fish I've ever eaten!"
Xuan Yu smiled: "Then I'll catch more. If you like, I'll roast them for you often."
Du Heng didn't say anything, but heard Jing Nan's cheesy voice next to him. Jing Nan held Feng Gui's hand and said affectionately: "This is the most delicious grilled fish I have ever eaten!"
Feng Gui suddenly understood Jing Nan's intention. He actually held Feng Gui's hand and said, "Ah, Xiao Heng, if you like, I will often bake for you."
The two of them started to giggle and laugh: "Xiaoyu is so happy right now that she's almost bursting into flowers."
Du Heng looked at Xuan Yu, only to see Xuan Yu looking at the two of them calmly: "Is it fun?" Jing Nan and Feng Gui nodded: "It's fun."
Du Heng wanted to choke these two people in the taro chicken bowl. Can't they just eat their vegetables? Why do they have to be weird? Can't they learn from Xiaoxiao and Wen Qiong? Look at Xiaoxiao, she hasn't stopped eating since the beginning! And look at Wen Qiong, she was eating the taro chicken with great enthusiasm.
As if sensing Du Heng's thoughts, Xiao Xiao raised his head from the grilled fish and chirped at Du Heng twice to remind him: The meal is almost ready, you can fry the bacon! !
Du Heng walked towards the stove with a red face. Jing Nan and Feng Gui were really good. Originally, he and Xuan Yu had such a pure brotherly relationship. After being performed by these two people, it was like there was an indescribable feeling. Du Heng almost knelt down to them.
The bacon on the chopping board has been cut into thin slices, and the fat is white, which proves that the bacon has been soaked and not cooked, and was directly cut into slices. Bacon is easy to produce oil when fried, and wild animals such as bracken lack the infiltration of fat. Bacon and bracken are a natural match, and no one can separate them!
The author has something to say: In fact, there should be a lot of delicious food during this period, such as glutinous rice balls, spring rolls and other seasonal foods, but Du Heng is busy with his practice and has no time to make them. Let's wait until next spring.
Taro chicken is delicious, spicy and numbing, but I am not very strong in resisting it. The fish head gets stuck in my throat, and the chicken is too spicy. I can only eat a few pieces before giving up.
Do you know how painful it is for me to be stuck in the love scenes these two days? ? Yeah? Why should I make myself suffer?
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