I build an oasis in the northwest

Chapter 31 Watermelon Soup

"My name is Lu Zheng, and she is my girlfriend Li Yao." He pointed to the pony-tailed girl who was taking photos of roast lamb and other ingredients, and then pointed to the young man in the flower shirt: "He is Li Ran, they are brother and sister."

"Zhao Kai." The fisherman answered.

The man with the least sense of presence among the five gnawed on the fish and said vaguely: "Qian Feng."

"Chen Mu."

"Zhang Zizheng."

We were all young people, and with the help of alcohol, we quickly became acquainted.

Lu Zheng looked around the oasis, admiration flashing in his eyes, especially when he heard that every tree here was planted by Chen Mu himself, he was even more amazed.

"Chen Mu, you are too powerful!"

"If this place is given a good publicity, it will definitely become popular."

"It's just that there are not many fun activities, and the tourist attractions here are nothing special. Otherwise, there will definitely be no shortage of tourists coming specifically for this."

Zhao Kai also answered: "And the fish here is so delicious, and the fishing place is so special. If the fishing circle knows about it, many people will definitely come to experience it."

With regret in his words, he looked at the buckets that were full and sighed: "It's just that the fish are too stupid, and the fishing went so smoothly, I'm not happy at all."

The corner of Chen Mu's mouth twitched unconsciously.

Is this the fisherman?
The fish are too smart to catch a few, and there is no pleasure in fishing.

The fish is too stupid. After catching one accurately, you still feel no sense of conquest?

The fisherman's world is indeed difficult to understand!

"And the fish bait is not good either, so how can it be all finished products?"

Zhao Kai made a suggestion: "The boss will prepare some earthworms and red worms in the future, so that those of us who like homemade bait can make it ourselves."

Great opinion, but forget it!

Chen Mu didn't want to answer the conversation at all and raised his hand to look at the time.

Well, the soup is ready and ready to drink.

He got up, wrinkled the dry skin that had been roasted by the fire, and took the two watermelons, which didn't look like watermelons, from the fire.

Because of the high temperature, Chen Mu was so hot that he breathed out.

While pinching the ears with different hands to cool down, pull out the toothpicks used to fix them one by one.

Lifting the lid of the watermelon, the smell of fish soup and mutton soup came over me with the sweet taste of watermelon. He took out the sliced ​​coriander, chopped green onion and a small disposable bowl, and Chen Mu asked casually.

"Are any of you taboo on green onion and coriander?"

After getting the answer, he brought out the fish soup and mutton soup in the watermelon, divided out enough to ensure that each person could take two mouthfuls, and then brought them over.

The expressions on everyone's faces were strange. They were confused and eager to try, and each person picked up a bowl of soup.

"Boss, is this soup?"

"This is the first time I've seen watermelon used in soup?"

Chen Mu introduced: "This is a special way of eating in Northwest China, watermelon fish and watermelon mutton."

After a slight pause, he continued: "And there are many ways to eat watermelon. It can not only be used to make soup, but also can be eaten in steamed buns, or you can slice the watermelon directly, then grill it on the fire, sprinkle with salt and pepper, The taste is amazing.”

"If you have the chance, you must try it."

As he said, the soup was also distributed to Zhang Zizheng.

Chen Mu smiled slightly, holding the two bowls of soup that were specially set aside for the largest portions, and motioned for the other party to take them down.

Zhang Zizheng showed his refusal with his own body, shaking his head like a rattle, and had no intention of reaching out at all.

But how could Chen Mu let him go?
Since the other party won't take it, then hand it over yourself.

"Elbow, come here and try the devilish delicacy you talked about."

Feeling that the stimulation was not enough, Chen Mu added maliciously: "Don't worry, this time I not only sprinkled salt in the watermelon, but also pepper and Chinese prickly ash, this taste will definitely make you forget it after drinking it once. No."

Zhang Zizheng shook his head and looked at the two bowls of soup as if they were poison, determined not to reach out.

Chen Mu was not in a hurry, he pouted, and signaled Zhang Zizheng to look at the other people who were drinking soup from bowls.

"Look, how delicious they drink!"

"Brother, in order to catch the wind for you, I marinated the lamb in advance and prepared the ingredients, just to make you eat well and drink well. Now you are almost enough to eat, but just need to drink. Brother, I know you If it’s not spicy, I’ve even added some chili pepper for you, drink it!”

It's okay if you don't say anything, but Zhang Zizheng was completely speechless after saying this.

Wasn't it because of the saying that watermelon with salt is a devil's delicacy, and people who eat sweet and salty bites are heterogeneous, and they just like to mention a mouthful when they have nothing to do?
What's the big deal, as for adding chili peppers for revenge? !

What's the matter, are you going to have a sweet, spicy and salty mouthful?

Really unable to resist, Zhang Zizheng had no choice but to take the soup, holding the bowl, but couldn't bring it to his mouth.

As a person who never mixes flavors when eating, he really can't imagine what kind of magical taste these things will have when they are combined.

On the other hand, after drinking the soup, several other people's faces were not only surprised, but also a little unfinished.

The expression on Lu Zheng's face is indescribable: "Chen Mu, do you still have soup? This taste is amazing, I want to try it again."

Li Yao's face was a bit tangled: "Why is this taste so weird and delicious?"

Li Ran was the most exaggerated. After drinking, he smacked his mouth and said curiously: "How do you make a stew that is sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, and salty?"

Yes, the sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty in this bowl of soup is not bad.

Because the watermelon is not roasted over charcoal fire, but directly over an open fire, and the bottom of the skin has been burnt, the soup will have a slightly bitter taste.

The melon pulp is naturally sweet, and the stewed soup also has the sweet taste of watermelon. For the sweetness, salt, pepper and chili are added to the soup.

So when you drink it in one sip, your tongue can directly taste the five flavors of sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty. The taste is complex and weird but also delicious.

Zhang Zizheng was also very curious after hearing the compliments from several people, and couldn't help taking a sip.After drinking, the expression on his face suddenly became mixed, but soon, he couldn't help but took another sip.

"This smell...how...how can it be so strange..."

Li Yao let out a laugh with an amusing expression, picked up the camera and took a picture.

Seeing that the other party was holding up the camera and wanted to take pictures, Chen Mu, who was sitting next to Zhang Zizheng, quickly covered his face with his hands.

He said angrily: "Beauty, you have to ask the owner of the face before taking the photo, what if it spreads and my brothers' faces are made into emojis?"

Li Yao smiled, put down the camera in her hand, and said playfully, "Don't worry, I'm just using it for my personal collection, and I won't spread it outside."

After speaking, he pressed the shutter several times in succession.

Chen Mu's impression of these people suddenly changed a lot.

Due to family reasons, Zhang Zizheng has been paying more attention to external image since he was a child.

And he hates being photographed.

Chen Mu frowned, and said seriously: "Please delete the photo."

The atmosphere in the camp suddenly became tense.

Li Yao was startled, but didn't react for a while.

This was the first time someone got angry because she took photos without asking permission in advance.

Lu Zheng beside him understood, his smile didn't change, he reached for the camera, walked between the two of them, found the photo, pointed at it and joked.

"Dude, the expression on your face is really funny! Chen Mu and you too, although only half of your face was photographed, but your expression was photographed clearly."

While talking, under the watchful eyes of the two, he deleted the photos of their faces one by one.

(End of this chapter)