Chapter 30 The Young Lady Does Not Know the Sufferings of the World
Fu Jingyou had eaten soft-shelled turtles before, although they didn't taste good and he almost never touched them again after that, but it was still no problem for him to kill soft-shelled turtles.
The only problem was that the process Lu Miao described was vague. He didn't say whether to kill the turtle first and then scald it with water, or scald it first and then gut it. Fu Jingyou could only do it based on his intuition.
He poured the turtle directly into the pot. The water in the pot was boiling, and the turtle was boiling too. It stretched its neck and flapped its wings hard, almost falling out of the pot.
The splashing water scalded Fu Jingyou several times. Not only Lu Miao, but Fu Jingyou himself was also frightened and quickly closed the lid of the pot to press it down.
The turtle pushed hard against the pot lid several times before the sound suddenly stopped.
“…”
The kitchen was silent for a while. Apart from the crackling sound of sparks in the stove, there was no other sound.
Lu Miao suddenly burst out laughing.
Then, a series of undisguised and crisp laughter rang out.
Seeing Fu Jingyou's flustered and frightened look, Lu Miao laughed so hard that tears almost came out.
She thought that nothing could break Fu Jingyou's usually cold expression, but it turned out that he also had moments of helplessness.
"puff……"
Lu Miao wiped away the crystal drops of physiological fluid from the corners of his eyes, and wanted to laugh again when he thought about it, but unexpectedly Fu Jingyou suddenly turned his head.
Lu Miao immediately stopped smiling and scowled, "I'm not laughing at you!"
“…”
Fu Jingyou pursed his thin lips and turned his face away again.
It was obvious that he tried his best to maintain a calm expression, but the uncontrollable blush on his ears and cheeks betrayed him.
Everyone has embarrassing moments. Lu Miao didn't dare to joke too much. He put his fist to his lips and coughed lightly. With his little face flushed with joy, he said seriously:
"Alright, take it out now! It won't be cooked in a moment!"
Fu Jingyou removed the lid of the pot, took the steaming but lifeless turtle back into the basin, and poured some of the water that Lu Miao had just stirred into the basin.
After the heat subsided a little, he took a kitchen knife to help peel the skin. As a result, he just rubbed it and easily rubbed off a small piece of skin.
Fu Jingyou was stunned for a moment, and asked Lu Miao hesitantly:
"Is it to remove this skin?"
"Um."
Now that the turtles have ascended to heaven, Lu Miao is no longer afraid.
Crouching aside to watch Fu Jingyou process the work, she poked and pointed out some scientific knowledge with her little hands, "The turtles are always burrowing in the mud and sand, and their skin is old. If you don't remove it, you won't be able to bite it."
Fu Jingyou nodded inaudibly and thought to himself:
So that's how it is. No wonder it felt like I was biting a piece of rubber in my mouth when I did it before.
After removing the surface skin, Fu Jingyou cut open the turtle's belly according to Lu Miao's instructions. The belly of the four or five kilograms soft-shelled turtle was full of fat, which showed that its food in the ditch was good.
Fu Jingyou didn't care much when the liver was thrown away, until Lu Miao mentioned again that the yellow oil should also be thrown away. Fu Jingyou's face showed obvious hesitation.
It was difficult to get oil, with only two or three taels of oil coupons per month. Turtle oil is also oil. Looking at the yellow, plump and shiny oil block, Fu Jingyou sincerely felt that it was a pity to throw it away.
"Are you really going to throw it away?"
Lu Miao knew what he was thinking and nodded decisively, saying, "We really have to throw it away. The liver and this oil are the fishiest parts of the turtle. If we leave them, the whole pot of turtle meat will be ruined!"
Fu Jingyou had no choice but to compromise and put the turtle oil into the bowl containing the liver, saving it for convenience so that he could throw it away together later.
The turtle was originally quite big, but after cutting off this and throwing away that, when it was finally cleaned up, there was basically only a skeleton left.
Holding a basin of "skeletons", Fu Jingyou glanced at the rice wine and various seasonings on the table and sighed.
Giving orders was so smooth that Lu Miao couldn't wait any longer. She surrounded Fu Jingyou and urged him tenderly, "Why are you still standing there? Hurry up, I'm starving!"
Fu Jingyou continued to work.
Fu Jingyou was skeptical about whether the turtle could be eaten in the end, worried that he would disappoint Lu Miao. He slowed down his voice and said:
"Didn't you bring some peach cakes? Eat two pieces first."
Lu Miao stubbornly shook his head, "No, peach cakes are sweet. If I eat them now, the turtle won't taste good later."
Her attitude was so firm that Fu Jingyou couldn't say anything else and could only speed up his work.
The turtle pieces were quickly blanched and the small particles of fat that had not been removed were picked out. Fu Jingyou rinsed the iron pan, dried the water, and then poured a little oil into it according to Lu Miao's instructions.
After the oil temperature came up, pour in ginger, garlic, chili peppers, Sichuan peppercorns and bay leaves and stir-fry until fragrant. Fu Jingyou was not prepared and was choked by the spicy taste. He turned his head and sneezed three times before he recovered.
You know what, once the spicy and pungent smell comes out, it really does look like that.
The fire in the stove was obviously a bit too big, and the bay leaves were almost burnt. Lu Miao took the fire tongs and went over to try to remove some of the firewood. However, even with both hands holding the fire tongs, he found it difficult to use them.
In the end, Fu Jingyou took the fire tongs, pulled out the thick firewood with small flames and thick smoke, and inserted it into the stove ash.
"What do we do now?"
“Just throw the soft-shelled turtle in and fry it!”
As instructed, he poured the soft-shelled turtle in. While Fu Jingyou was busy stir-frying, Lu Miao was not idle either. He took a bowl from the broken cupboard with ease.
After washing, she blinked her clear, dark eyes like a deer in the forest, and poked her little head out to ask:
"Fu Jingyou, where did you put the salt and soy sauce?"
"It's on the table. The little jar is salt, and the round-bellied glass bottle is soy sauce."
"oh!"
The kitchen table is against the wall leading to the main room, and the salt shaker and soy sauce bottle are on the inside of the table, also against the wall.
Lu Miao took the bowl over and saw the salt shaker and soy sauce bottle covered with grease and dust. His delicate brows knitted again, this time with a bit of exasperation:
"The salt shaker needs to be washed! The soy sauce bottle needs to be washed too! Fu Jingyou, you are such a slob! Everything here is so dirty!"
“…”
Fu Jingyou felt embarrassed by what she said. He turned around and handed her the spatula, then took the bowl from her hand and grabbed the salt shaker and soy sauce bottle in one breath. "Stir the pot a few times first, I'll go wash it!"
"No, you, you wash quickly, then come back and fry!"
When watching videos in the past, Lu Miao was very interested in food and food creation. She once wanted to try it, but the frying oil in the pan always made her hesitate.
She found it really scary.
Fu Jingyou had no choice but to go quickly and come back quickly.
Lu Miao scooped a bowl of clean well water from the bucket, poured salt and soy sauce into it, and stirred it with chopsticks. She looked at the turtle in the pot, which was almost fried until it changed color, and handed the bowl to Fu Jingyou:
"for you."
"This is?"
Fu Jingyou looked at the water in the bowl, a little confused.
This amount of water is not enough to make soup, but if you want to thicken it, it would be too much.
Lu Miao pursed her red lips and said, "It's for coloring and seasoning. Besides, the turtle meat is hard to fry, so it needs to be simmered for a while!"
Fu Jingyou nodded, took the bowl and poured the water into the pot.
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