Salted Fish Dad, Passive Farming

Chapter 15 Spicy Crab for Crying Children

"Father Douhua, do you want to handle the crabs?"

The reputation of General Hengxing was so great that even though the grandmothers and mothers moved their index fingers when they saw him, they were a little frightened. One of the young mothers suggested.

"Okay." Ji Ran nodded, it is indeed the most suitable job to do by himself.

Grab an old crab from the bucket.

If it is a crab that grows in other water sources with poor water quality, there will be more or less dirt on the body.

The water quality of this small stream is really good, and these crabs are very clean all over.

It saves the trivial link of rinsing.

When Ji Ran was still a few years old, he started catching crabs on the beach by the river, and the number of crabs that he troubled him did not know how many, and he was very familiar with this stuff.

Controlling the crab with one hand, and clasping the side of its shell with the other hand, a sudden force was exerted on the hand.

Click, lift your hijab... a little cruel, but the law of the jungle is so cruel.

Remove the internal organs, tear off the gills, rinse, and a crab is processed.

Simple and brutal yet efficient.

Ji Ran's movements were very skillful, following the same pattern, he quickly dealt with all the crabs.

Then take a cutting board kitchen knife, raise and lower the knife with your hand, and cut them in two from the middle.

Put it in a large bowl, add salt, cooking wine, light soy sauce and other seasonings, and marinate.

"Dad Douhua, you are very nimble in your movements. It seems that Douhua is not bragging to you. You are really good at cooking." Seeing that he cooked half a bucket of crabs neatly, the young mother said half-jokingly and half-seriously.

The other three grandmothers and mothers responded with a smile, "It seems that we will have a good meal at noon today."

Ji Ran laughed, "The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment."

"Don't be modest anymore." The young mother said again, "Father Douhua, it's hard for you to get the fish."

"Okay." Ji Ran saw that the fish hadn't been killed a long time ago, so he probably kept it specially for him, a fisherman, to get it.

It is true that most fishermen can not only fish, but also kill fish, and they are all good killers.

Perhaps the head of the garden, Zhou Fang, considered that the fish was caught by Ji Ran, so he gave them more fish for this group, eight fish, about three catties.

Scaled, gills removed, cut open, and viscera removed, Ji Ran observed that there was only a very thin layer of black membrane in the fish's abdominal cavity, and the fish that came out of good water quality were indeed different.

Ji Ran's killing fish was more efficient than dealing with the rampant general, and it was done quickly.

Six pieces were marinated with light seasoning, and two pieces were just sprinkled with a little salt.

He plans to make these fish steamed and soup.

The wild crucian carp from these waters is a bit wasteful if it is cooked in braised sauce and focuses on the taste.

Only steaming or making soup can best retain the original flavor of fish.

Good ingredients often require simpler cooking methods.

At this time, the little beasts, led by their male parents, came back with bundles of dry firewood.

And female parents basically smooth out the ingredients.

Jiang Youwei dug two stoves on the spot, one for cooking and one for cooking.

Start a fire.

Lighting a Fire Here's a hilarious little episode.

In Ji Ran's group, the little guys all had a strong desire to show off, and they all volunteered to light the fire. No one would let anyone else do it, so the three of them had to take charge of one stove and work on it shoulder to shoulder.

Then they don't know how to make a fire, and they just think that "everyone adds fuel to the fire and the flames will rise".

Everyone desperately stuffed the stove with firewood, stuffing it to the brim, causing the air in the stove to be severely blocked, and the firewood pile was full of blue smoke but no flames.

A few little guys pouted their buttocks, leaned their heads close to the fire, opened their mouths and blew vigorously, trying to blow the fire up.

As a result, there was no fire, but the smoke grew bigger and bigger, which choked them and made them burst into tears.

When they looked up, everyone had a lot of black wood ash on their faces, turning into six little cats.

The adults' stomachs hurt from laughing.

At the same time, the director Zhou Fang and several other teachers were recording videos with their mobile phones, which they had recorded from time to time before.

Speaking of today's event, many moments will become an important part of the children's childhood memories and are worth remembering.

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The adults are all from the countryside, so it is no problem to start a fire.

When the children have had enough trouble, their own parents will give advice.

Soon smoke curled up from the wasteland.

Next, each group enters the performance moment of the person in charge.

Take the pot, heat the oil, and turn it on.

The first dish Ji Ran made was spicy crab.

The children in the village were already in charge of the family. As the eldest son in the family, Ji Ran was able to prepare meals by himself when he was seven or eight years old.

In those years, his parents went out to work for their livelihood, and he was the one who cooked at home.

Although he didn't go to New Oriental for further study, but because of his diligent study, love of brain and research, coupled with the accumulation of more than [-] years, he has long been awarded the honorary medal of "Family Cooking Husband".

It may be a little bit out of mind to cook big dishes, but you can fiddle with all kinds of small dishes as you like.

Especially since he was a child, he loved tossing in the fields, streams, ponds, and rivers, and he didn't know how much meaty game was buried in his belly.

Therefore, he has the most experience and expertise in this kind of freshwater aquatic products.

Heat the oil, put the side dishes into the pan, fry until fragrant, add seasoning...

Add half of water and half of beer, put the crabs into the pot, cover the pot, and stew...

After a few minutes, the fragrance gradually diffused from the gap of the pot cover.

"fragrant!"

"It's so fragrant!"

The little guys who were sitting next to them, waiting for the banquet to start, sniffed and swallowed their saliva one by one.

Jiang Zirui wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and said, "Uncle Ji, how long will it take before we can eat crabs?"

Ji Ran stirred the firewood in the stove, controlled the firepower, looked at these little greedy cats, and said with a smile, "It will be more delicious after a while."

After a few more minutes, the heat was almost ready, and the lid of the pot was lifted.

In an instant, the unique aroma of spicy crab burst out, stimulating the olfactory nerves of everyone around him and then stimulating the taste buds.

It's not just the little ones who are swallowing saliva frantically, even adults can't help but saliva from the bottom of their tongues.

Jiang Zirui's grandfather, Jiang Youwei, nodded repeatedly, "Smell the aroma, and you don't need to taste it to know that this crab is delicious."

The young mother praised, "Father Douhua is good at cooking, our group is really lucky."

The head of the garden, Zhou Fang, pointed the video camera at the pot, and said with a smile, "The color and fragrance are delicious, and the taste must be the same. This noon is full of Daddy's Douhua."

Douhua licked her lips, "Dad, can I have a taste? Just a crab leg."

Her father taught her that children should not move their chopsticks before adults are at the table, otherwise it would be impolite behavior.And now I have only made one dish, let alone, but Dad's dish is really delicious.

The other little guys looked at the pot anxiously, and then at Ji Ran.

"A bunch of little greedy cats." Ji Ran caught a large vegetable bowl handed over by a grandma, and looked at the other parents, "Why don't you let the children eat first, and see if they get greedy."

Ji Ran caught the crabs, and he cooked the dishes. He has already spoken like this, so of course others have no objections.

"Oh, you can eat it! Thank you, Uncle Ji."

The tablecloth had already been rolled out on the grass, and the steaming spicy crab was served, and the happy little guys held the disposable bowls and chopsticks, and eagerly opened them up.

Click, click...

The sound of happily gnawing crab meat and crab legs came and went.

Ji Ran's spicy crab dish is undoubtedly top-notch, and the taste cannot be overemphasized.

"good to eat."

"It's delicious."

The little ones ate and praised.

The movement here, as well as the fragrance wafting out, directly made the children in other groups cry.

Those who were bold and shameless wanted to come over to rub in, but were stopped by sensible parents.

There are only so many servings in one bowl, and there are twelve mouths in each group, and they may not be able to eat enough... If every child goes to rub, will others still eat?

(End of this chapter)