The salted fish couple is fleeing famine

Chapter 59

Cuihua is not as anxious as her man, and has developed a great interest in this shieldfish island. She is sure that besides salt, there should be gold mines on this island.

I didn't see that the aborigines on these islands, even a woman in the kitchen, each had a big gold bracelet, which was so bright, and the golden hairpin on the head.

She didn't believe that these were robbed by pirates, such a brand new gold mask, definitely new for less than half a year.No wonder these people, looking up at these slaves with their heads held high, don't feel too superior.

She has been out shopping for several nights in a row, and she doesn't dare to run too far, just figure out the radius of ten miles first.

Adults can endure hardships, but children suffer. They have a lot of training every day, and they have to soak in the sea water. They have really swam all the water in their lives.

Hugging his elder brother on the two ends, tears streaming down his face, he sobbed in a low voice at night: "Brother, I'm so tired, this martial arts practice is different from what our master teaches, and I can barely hold on."

"This is not at home, no one is reasoning with us, you didn't see the disobedient child today, not only had no food to eat, but was locked in a dark room, brother, mother said that a good man is a man who knows the current affairs, let's bear with him Watch him!" In fact, he wanted to cry too.

Ding Jia and the others were honest on the surface, and they were not idle in private. They basically figured out the terrain of the salt field. When they had dinner that day, they gathered together.

Zhao Leiting: "I count every day. There are 565 slaves in this saltworks, including us, and 20 foremen."

Ding Jia: "Among the 20 people, the leader should be the Japanese man, but he didn't speak a word of Daxia, and two small bosses are very fawning on him."

Boss Li: "There are more than 100 captive Daxia people here. I talked to one of them, the old man Xia. Their earliest ones have been cooking salt here for ten years. They have never been out. People who said they were running away basically didn’t end well.”

Ma Han, one of Mr. Fan's guards: "Well, this island has a lot of institutions, and it's more than enough to deal with ordinary people." It means that he is not an ordinary person.

Guard Li Zhen said: "It's useless to run out of the island, there is no boat! Even our captive sea boat is gone! Besides the salt field, there are still many pirates on this island."

The old servant finally asked a question: "There is a hundred stones of salt produced here a day, how can it be loaded in the warehouse? I don't see any boats coming to pull it!"

Everyone was surprised, this is worth exploring, Ma Han and Li Zhen led the task, the two with the highest force value are suitable for this task.

Trapped here without a boat, I can't go anywhere, so I can only continue to explore and wait for the opportunity.

Mr. Fan's treatment is the best compared to the others. He and several teachers have separate rooms. Although there is no old servant to serve him, he is not bad at adapting.

The husband’s food is pretty good, he loves to eat shield fish, except that the cooking method is very rough, either boiled or steamed, but the ingredients are so good that he is not tired of it yet.

Before dinner that day, a steward came to the kitchen and asked the chef to cook some fancy dishes, and the head of the island wanted a banquet.

The square-faced chef agreed very neatly, but his expression changed when he turned around:

"Damn it, come to order. Just these stinky fish and rotten shrimps, what tricks can you make! You can really find something to do for me! You two, each of you can make two new dishes!"

The remaining two male chefs, you look at me, I look at you, nodded wryly.

Shrimp peeler. Cuihua, look at the fresh shrimps, shield fish meat, and fat big yellow croaker. These are in modern times. It costs hundreds of thousands of ingredients to set up a table, and there are rotten fish and shrimps , she wants to scold her, okay?
In order to save trouble, she used liquid foundation to smear her face a few degrees every day, and half covered her face with her hair. She kept her head down and worked without saying a word.

Just as a few of their handymen were eating black buns, there was a roar in the kitchen: "I asked you to make some fancy dishes, what kind of pig food are you cooking? Serve it up, and the distinguished guests didn't even have chopsticks, Da Xiangzi, If you can't do the kitchen work well, I'll report to the second master and let you dig mines!"

"Brother Liu, don't be annoyed. It's really not that we didn't care. Look at this night, there are only a few fish and shrimps left. We don't have anything to do if we want to do it. Otherwise, give brother another chance and ask people to give more to you tomorrow." Order some good food."

"I'll give you another chance, Da Xiangzi, don't rely on the second leader to support you, no one will pay attention to it, if our distinguished guest of the first leader is messed up by your clear soup and water, you just wait to go back Eat yourself!"

"Don't worry, don't worry, look at me tomorrow, I'm sure the distinguished guests will eat and drink well!" Fang Lian's original name was Da Xiangzi, and his apologetic face was really flattering.

Before they finished eating the black buns, they were called to the big kitchen, and the manager Da Xiangzi, who had already put on a solemn face, gave a lecture:
"Everyone heard it just now. As for your craftsmanship, I will be scolded. I asked if you can still cook, ah, come up with delicious dishes. I will be slapped, but all of you will be slapped." What's the point of having you?"

Everyone bowed their heads and said nothing, you are a chef, if you can't do it, what else can we do?

"One person has to think of a dish. If he can't think of it, he won't work in my kitchen tomorrow. Anyway, there are quite a few people who are willing to do odd jobs!" Da Xiangzi slapped him hard.

"Ah! Still like this?" "I'm just a steamed bun cook!"

"Boss, my mother-in-law's fish soup is pretty good, how about I go back tonight and ask?" "Yes!"

"My shrimp paste is ready to eat, can I bring some?" "Then bring it tomorrow!"

Everyone was chattering, and they couldn't do it themselves, so they pulled out the dishes eaten by their relatives and acquaintances at home to join the task.

"Steward, I can make shrimp balls and salt-baked seafood!" Shrimp peeler Cuihua spoke. Cooking is better than cooking, and he said to himself.

"Oh, what you woman said is quite new. We still have these two things in the kitchen. Come here. If you do well, you will be rewarded!" Da Xiangzi encouraged.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, this woman did not show any stage fright, and skillfully fished out more than 20 live shrimps from the fish tank in the kitchen.

Quickly peel and thread ten prawns, put a knife on the chopping board, pat each one flat, chop into shrimp paste, add two egg whites, a little salt, and stir in one direction until it becomes sticky.

After boiling the water, cool down slowly, pinch a piece of shrimp paste with one hand, squeeze a spoon and scrape it, and put the round shrimp balls into the pot.After the meatballs are formed, cook on low heat, and add a small rub of seaweed to the soup.

In the process of slow fire, another pot was set up, poured in a few catties of salt, and kept stirring until yellow, and then buried the prawns that had been drawn from the shrimp line into the fried salt, annealed, covered the pot, and stewed it .

The two fast-handed dishes, from preparation to cooking, took only a quarter of an hour. Da Xiangzi took the other two chefs to taste the taste first. The taste of the shrimp was smooth, but no one could refuse it. The salt-baked fresh shrimp was delicious.

After Da Xiangzi finished eating, he was very satisfied. It really is true that he will not be good if he is not ruthless!Appreciate the emerald flowers and a handful of golden melon seeds!

(End of this chapter)