Father's Farmer's Wife: Farming Makes a Fortune

Chapter 69 Grass Carp Sales

There were two barrels full of grass carp on the moon cart at the south gate, and they went straight from the col to the county seat. When they arrived, it was just after noon. After cleaning up, he called her.

"Sister Song, my father should call it a day."

Turning around and seeing Nanmenyue, Mrs. Song put down the broom in her hand, twisted her body and came out of the shop: "Uncle Qi has already finished work and is resting after lunch, I'll call him for you. "

"No, I'm here specially to inquire about something with you, and I'll take a look at him along the way."

Nanmenyue got off the carriage, took the reins, pulled the horse in a little bit, and then said, "I caught some grass carp on the top of the mountain this morning. Please help me find out which restaurant is better to sell it to."

Now the water outlet on the other side of the mountain lake is blocked. If we don’t catch more fish and sell them as soon as possible, the density of the fish will definitely die from lack of oxygen.

And the fastest way to sell the fish is to sell the fish to restaurants.

"Grass carp? Oh, let me see." Song leaned forward curiously and looked at the barrel. There were two barrels full of grass carp: "Sister, you are really capable."

"It's just good luck. If my sister likes to eat fish, I'll take a few."

Mrs. Song glanced at the fish, thought for a while, then shook her head: "No, this fish can't be cooked by my man, so I won't waste it."

Yuyang County is an inland plain with few rivers, and aquatic products rarely appear in the world. As time goes by, they lose their taste for aquatic products, and only some rich families enjoy this fresh taste.

"Help me see, which restaurant can help collect this fish?"

This is the reason why she came to find Mrs. Song, Mrs. Song knew a little bit about living in this county.

"Oh my sister, you're asking my sister wrong. I'm not from a big family, and I've never been to a restaurant. I really can't answer you, but my brother works as the chef in the restaurant, so I'll take you there. You talk to him, I can't guarantee whether it will work or not."

Nanmenyue's eyes lit up when she heard that the Song family had such a relationship: "Okay, okay, then I will trouble my sister to lead the way, and I will know if it works or not."

Mrs. Song turned around and closed the shop door, got into Nanmenyue's carriage, and headed all the way to the eatery.

At this time period, the Diners Square has already passed the dining peak, and the chefs are sitting in the backyard after lunch, picking their teeth and chatting.

Mrs. Song often came to her brother's place to ask for some good things, but she knew the way well, so she led Nanmenyue all the way to the backyard of the restaurant.

Song Zuguang's apprentice saw Mrs. Song coming all the way, so he went briskly to pass on a message to his master.

Song Zuguang stretched his fat waist, came out of the kitchen yawning, and muttered in his heart when he saw Mrs. Song leading a woman.

This girl must have found a woman for him, she was simply brought here.

"Hey! Why did you bring the woman here again? I've told you several times. There's no rush, no rush!" Song Zuguang yelled at Nanmenyue before Nanmenyue approached Mrs. Song. up.

Didn't he just marry a daughter-in-law for seven or eight years without conceiving a baby? Why is he always forced to marry a second wife?

"Brother, what nonsense are you talking about, this girl is here to sell fish to you."

Nanmenyue took a look at Song Zuguang, who was about the same size as her, and quickly answered: "Yes, yes, Brother Song, I heard from my sister that you are the chef of this restaurant, so I want to ask this grass carp, Did you do it?"

Song Zuguang heard that it was really not the one to introduce his wife, swallowed in embarrassment, and quickly changed the subject: "What a big grass carp, let me take a look."

He didn't know what grass carp was, and when the girl said that, he just said it.

Nanmenyue saw that he had the intention of collecting fish, so she quickly led him to the carriage to have a look, lifted the sackcloth covering the toilet, and explained:

"Brother Song, to tell you the truth, this season's grass carp meat is fat and delicious, and now is the most appropriate time to eat it."

Song Zuguang didn't answer, and pretended to be an expert, he picked up the grass carp and looked at it, but he couldn't see any tricks. Anyway, as long as the food is alive, it must be fresh.

"Whether this fish is delicious or not, I can't just listen to what you say. How about this? My kitchen is not busy now. You go in and try a whole fish. If it is really as delicious as you said, I will tell our shopkeeper Suggestion, I will accept your batch of fish at a high price."

When Nanmenyue heard that she wanted to make fish for sale, she was a little hesitant. She didn't mind the trouble, but she was afraid that what she made would not taste good, and what would happen if Song didn't buy it.

Seeing Nanmenyue's embarrassment, Mrs. Song pushed Song Zuguang away with her elbow: "Brother, why are you fooling around? This is my good girl. If you don't know how to cook this fish, just say it, don't eat it." It's hard for others."

Song Zuguang's background was exposed, and he felt a little embarrassed by touching his nose: "Big sister, let me tell you the truth, I intend to collect your fish, but I really don't know how to cook it. Guaranteed to see it." The shopkeeper is not urging him to come up with new dishes every day, this fish is just right, no other restaurant has it, it is a special signature dish.

Nanmenyue gritted her teeth and decided to do it: "I don't know how to cook fish, but I probably know how to do it. I'll guide you. Brother Song, how about adding ingredients based on your feeling?"

As a chef, Nanmenyue believes that he has this skill.

After hearing Nanmenyue's words, Song Zuguang put his big hand into the barrel, picked a big grass carp, and led Nanmenyue into the kitchen.

Nanmenyue loves to eat fish, so she probably also heard about the way this fish is cooked, but she didn't do it herself, so she was somewhat uncertain, so after much deliberation, she decided to have boiled fish first.

Song Zuguang probably listened to Nanmenyue's description, and conveniently prepared the fish. After all, he was a master chef. The fish fillets were sliced ​​thick and thin. Nanmenyue didn't quite believe that he couldn't cook fish.

Nanmenyue marinated the cut fish fillets with seasoning, added some tapioca flour to smooth, and then began to discuss with Song Zuguang the other ingredients of the fish.

"Big sister, you should have eaten this so-called boiled fish, and describe it to me roughly."

"The taste of boiled fish is smooth and tender, oily but not greasy. It not only removes the fishy smell, but also maintains the freshness of the fish. The red peppers in the eyes are bright and eye-catching, spicy but not dry, numb but not bitter, numbing on the head, spicy and enjoyable .”

Nanmenyue, a professional foodie, finally revealed the wonderfulness of this boiled fish after thinking about it.

Song Zuguang thought about what Nanmenyue said, and he grasped the essentials of making boiled fish.

The fish is so tender, the hot oil bursts out the spicyness of the pepper, and also takes away the bitterness of the pepper. No, the steps of boiling the fish come out like this.

Song Zuguang has the bottom line in his heart, and he is ready to do a big job.

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