Jiang Yu smiled and said, "Hearing Sister Xiuying say that, I feel relieved! I made a lot of baskets, you can take one back to eat later."
Wang Xiuying quickly waved her hands: "No, no, this thing uses so much flour and sugar, I can't take your thing!"
Her parents are gone, and she is a girl who has to support the whole family. How could she have the nerve to take her things?
Jiang Yu: "Sister Xiuying, please don't be polite to me. If you hadn't helped me get the fish, I don't know how long I would have been busy."
Wang Xiuying didn't want to be too polite with Jiang Yu, so she thought for a moment and said, "I'll accept the mung bean cake, but don't pay me for the fish."
Jiang Yu didn't argue with her and planned to go back and secretly put the money in the house.
Then she made pickled fish.
The fish Wang Xiuying gave was grass carp, which is perfect for making pickled fish.
The pickled cabbage she'd prepared earlier was already pickled, and she'd brought some over. Made from natural, pollution-free ingredients, it had a crisp, salty, and sour taste when eaten raw. For someone like her in this precarious situation, she couldn't stop eating it. Even in the 21st century, it could easily be used as a TV show snack.
She removed the scales and bones of the grass carp and cleaned it. She cut the fish meat with a knife, then put the fish fillets in a basin, poured in an egg white, added ginger, onion and salt and marinated for fifteen minutes. She blanched the marinated fish fillets in water, removed the water and set aside.
Then prepare the ingredients and side dishes, wash the bean sprouts, dried tofu and soak the soaked tofu in cold water.
Heat oil in a wok and add fish bones, sauerkraut, Sichuan peppercorns, and dried chilies. Stir-fry until fragrant. Add ginger slices and garlic cloves and continue stir-frying. Bring water to a boil. Add potatoes, dried tofu, and pickled tofu and cook until 80% cooked. Spread the blanched fish fillets evenly over the wok, cover, and simmer for a while. Remove from heat and serve on a plate. Garnish with chopped green onions, minced garlic, and white sesame seeds.
Stir-fry dried chilies and Sichuan peppercorns in oil in a hot pan for a while, pour them over the fish fillets to stimulate the aroma, and garnish with coriander. It is perfect with color, aroma and taste.
The rich spicy and fresh aroma spreads instantly. The overbearing spicy taste makes people swallow their saliva subconsciously, and the smell makes people's appetite open.
The whole yard was filled with the fragrance, which made the children next door cry with envy.
After a series of operations, the neighbors nearby were stunned.
Wang Xiuying was even more impressed: "Xiaoyu, your cooking skills are truly amazing! I think you have no problem becoming a master chef with your skills!"
But this is just talk. It is not easy to be a chef in a state-owned restaurant.
Taking the test is one thing, but the key is that the master chef will block you from completing your apprenticeship.
Jiang Yu smiled and said, "I only have a few tricks up my sleeve. How can I compare to the chefs in the restaurant?"
With so many people around, Wang Xiuying didn't want to continue talking about this issue, for fear that it would be told to others and cause trouble for Jiang Yu.
Jiang Yu put the pickled fish on a plate, covered it with a lid, and prepared to take it to the car.
Thinking of having to carry a basin of fish to take the bus, Jiang Yu couldn't help but sigh in his heart, missing modern means of transportation for the 1001st time.
Fortunately, there is a direct bus from here to the General's Compound, and it only takes about half an hour.
Wang Xiuying helped her carry her things to the station and only went home after she got on the bus.
She was really lucky today. She didn't have to wait for the bus twice, and there were not many people on the bus at that time, so she found a seat and sat down.
The conductor and the driver didn't find it strange that she got on the bus holding a basin. These days, you can bring chickens, ducks, and anything else on the bus, let alone a basin.
But the problem is that the fragrance emitted from this pot is too fragrant!
The driver swallowed his saliva and asked, "Big sister, what's in your basin?"
Jiang Yu smiled and said, "Sour fish, I plan to set up a small stall in the city to sell my homemade snacks. If you have the chance to meet me in the future, you can come and try my cooking. If you think it tastes good, please come and patronize me more often in the future."
The driver and the conductor nodded when they heard her say that.
The driver laughed and said, "That's great! I can tell from the smell of your cooking skills, sister! The snacks will surely be good too."
Jiang Yu took the opportunity to make a request: "Master, look, I'm holding a basin of fish. Can you drive slower later? I'm afraid the soup will spill out."
The driver said: "No problem, I'm a skilled driver, I will definitely drive it steadily for you!"
With this assurance, the journey was indeed very smooth.
After getting off the car, Jiang Yu thanked the driver repeatedly.
**
After walking for ten minutes, I arrived at the general's compound, but was stopped by the staff on duty.
"Who are you looking for? What is that thing in your hand?"
Jiang Yu opened the lid and showed it to him: "It's pickled fish. I'm here to see Comrade Wen Yanqing. I wonder if you could call him to come out?"
The staff on duty was made hungry by the aroma of pickled fish. He glanced at Jiang Yu, nodded, and went in to make a phone call.
Wen Yanqing came back by bus overnight last night. Normally, she would not come to accompany her old man unless there was a special situation.
When Mr. Wen saw him come back, his beard was so shocked that it twitched. He looked him up and down, and was relieved to find that there was nothing wrong with him.
He woke up before dawn this morning and didn't dare go out because he didn't know when Jiang Yu would come.
He got up early in the morning, took a shower and washed his hair, then cleaned the house.
Both Mr. Wen and Uncle Lin were confused.
I originally thought that Jiang Yu would not come until the afternoon, but I didn’t expect that the security guard called before noon.
Wen Yanqing hung up the phone, changed his shoes and rushed out immediately.
As soon as he rushed out, Old Man Wen popped out from Old Jiang's house.
Commanding Uncle Lin, he said, "Xiao Lin, hurry up and follow him to see what that guy is up to!"
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