After returning home, Wang Zheng asked Li Si to clean up the fish. He took out a big grass carp and asked his mother and sister-in-law to slice and shred the fish meat. He also told them to just slice the other fish. He found the iron pot of lard he had brought back and asked Wang Wu to light a fire to melt the oil.

Add ginger and garlic to remove the fishy smell, add salt to season, beat a few eggs and beat the shredded fish into starch, grab a handful of shredded fish, coat it with kudzu powder and fry it in a pan. After a few seconds, scoop it out with a bamboo net and the shredded fish and meat floss are ready.

"Try it and see how it tastes?"

Wang first picked up a piece of meat floss and put it in his mouth to taste it. His eyes lit up and he nodded repeatedly, saying, "It's delicious. Not only is it very crispy, but it can also be chewed easily."

As Wang Xian said this, he quickly took a bowl, filled it with some meat floss and brought it to the two elderly people.

Wang Zheng continued to fry some more and wanted to bring them to his parents, brother and sister-in-law. Wang Wu took the bowl from Wang Zheng and said, "I'll take it to them. You keep doing it. Hurry up. Look, Yingniang is almost crying because of her greed."

Wang Zheng looked down and found that there were tears in Ying Niang's eyes. She was looking up at him eagerly. If she hadn't tilted her head back, her tears might have fallen.

The steps for cooking fish are similar. Use ginger and garlic to remove the fishy smell from the fish fillets, add eggs and beat them vigorously, and finally use kudzu powder as a starch to lock the moisture in the fish meat to prevent the gelatin in the fish meat from being cooked away and making the fish meat become tough.

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Wang Wu, who was already Mu Shaoai's age, hesitated. "It's just a fever. Is it as serious as you say?"

"Hey, Yingniang is really sensible!" After Wang Zheng praised Yingniang, he looked at Wang Wu with disdain, "You are older, but you are not as obedient as Yingniang."

"Um."

"Then you scoop the oil from the pot into a clay pot, add some kimchi and cook a pot of sour soup. I'll go get the fish."

Wang Wu, who had just been nonchalant, hesitated again. Yingniang said, "Brother Zhong's boiled fish must be delicious. I like boiled fish."

Wang Zhengqi laughed and threatened, "Third brother, you better think about it. If you get angry, your mouth and tongue will blister, sores will appear at the corners of your mouth, and pimples will grow on your face. The young lady will be scared when she sees them."

"There are fish. There are really fish."

The next day, except for the old couple who stayed at home with their grandson, the whole family went out to catch fish. They had never eaten such delicious fish in their lives, and since they could easily get such a delicious dish, there was no reason to miss it.

Wang Zheng handed the bowl to Yingniang and held it in his arms: "Then eat slowly. Brother will continue to fry fish for Yingniang."

Wang Zheng quickened his movements, but still couldn't catch up with Yingniang's tears. He picked up the meat floss and put it in the bowl, blowing on it a few times, then took a piece and put it in Yingniang's mouth. "Try it, do you like it?"

"If you pay attention to it, it won't grow. Look at my face. Did you see how much fish I ate just now?"

Wang Wu twitched his cheeks, "Okay, then you can cook the fish now, it's almost feeding time anyway."

"That's good. Yingniang, go call everyone over. We can have dinner right away, okay?"

After tasting a piece of fish fillet, Yingniang smiled at Wang Zheng and said, "It's a little sour and a little sweet, not fishy at all, fragrant and delicious."

Yingniang chewed it for a few times, smiled with tears in her eyes and said, "It's delicious. Yingniang likes it."

Wild kudzu starch has a slightly sweet taste and is actually the best starch. Not to mention people in this era who have not eaten many good things, even in later generations, it is a very rare good thing.

There was no place to put the big pot of fish meat after it was cooked, so Wang Zheng naturally couldn't complete the last step of pouring oil, so the taste was not so authentic, but the tender fish fillets were enough to satisfy the family's taste buds.

No words were spoken that night.

When the villagers heard the news, many of them came to watch, wanting to see how fishing was caught in the snow.

Wang Zheng said with a half-smile: "Hehe, this is fried food, just look at the heat and you will know. And it may not be that serious for others, but for you, it may not be."

"Why am I different and more serious than others?"

Including Li Si, there were nine people in total, and they also brought two horse-drawn carriages. The team was quite spectacular. Along the way, the villagers kept asking what they were going to do. There was nothing to hide. Wang Zhong even went to a stonemason's house to borrow an iron chisel, saying that he would use it to catch fish, and promised to give him fish as payment.

"Not only those who are older than me, but even those who are older than you have pimples on their faces. Mom said that it is very normal. Many people will have pimples on their faces when they reach this age."

Wang Wu was watching anxiously from the side and urged: "Why did you take the pot down? Cook more. You haven't eaten enough yet, why don't you cook anymore?"

Yingniang nodded vigorously and ran out happily to call for help.

Wang Zheng quickly comforted her: "Brother will fry it for you right away, Yingniang, please don't cry."

Seeing Wang Wu's puzzled expression, Wang Zheng asked, "Are there any people around who are slightly older than you who have pimples on their faces?"

"You can't eat too much of good things. Fried food can easily cause a sore throat. Let's just leave it at that for today. Let's cook the remaining fish."

Kimchi was also produced in this era. The famous Korean kimchi was introduced during this time.

When people saw the big fish running to the hole to breathe oxygen, they were suddenly excited.

"What a big herring."

Wang Wu grumbled in dissatisfaction: "What's so good about boiled fish? It smells fishy. I want to fry it like this. I'm not afraid of getting a sore throat. It's cold now, and getting a sore throat will keep me warm. If you don't cook, I'll do it myself."

After frying a large grass carp weighing four or five pounds, Wang Zheng stopped frying meat floss and took the oil pan off the stove.

Li Si was a bit of a crowd-pleaser. Seeing so many people surrounding him and watching him, he worked harder when he used the iron pick to hit the ice. After just three or five hits, he managed to make a hole in it.

"Catch it quickly, don't let it run away."

The freezing cold made people's hands and feet numb, and the fish's reaction was also slow. Ying Niang easily hooked a big blue carp weighing more than ten pounds with an iron hook.

The children watching the fun on the side cheered. Ying Niang looked very proud. When she saw a silver carp showing its head, she quickly hooked it up.

Li Si got angry and smashed several big holes. Wang Zheng quickly walked over and kicked him a few times, "Stay away, do it. Do you want to drown everyone by smashing so closely? You don't have to smash it anymore. Our house is almost full. Let others do it."

There were a lot of people nearby who were watching with envy, and as soon as Li Si let go, someone came over and borrowed the iron chisel.