Nongmen ruffian concubine: ploughing the fields, planting buns

Chapter 207

But the water was indeed a bit cold, she and Ding Dian murmured a few words, then excused that they hadn't eaten anything at noon, went home and stewed fish soup to drink, first took two bamboo baskets of small fish and went home.

Since they are not caught separately, the bamboo basket is useless.

Walking on the road, I met a few women who came hurriedly with their backpacks.

"Hey, Ding Shi caught the fish so quickly!"

"Look, it's not a lot of gains."

"..." The women smiled, but Ding Shitou couldn't tell whether their words were casual or malicious after passing through the previous unpleasant topics.

"Hehe, the fish is not big, let's make a bowl of vegetables." Ding Shitou replied conservatively.

The women laughed when they heard this, and looked at Ding Shishitou's small bamboo basket when they approached, curling their lips in disgust.

But they didn't stop people from asking non-stop like they used to. Ding Shitou was already very satisfied, so naturally he wouldn't take their current disdainful attitude seriously.

Hate Xiaoyuer?Big fish eat like big fish, and small fish eat like small fish.

When Ding Shitou returned home, he took a kitchen knife and a chopping board, and quickly cut open the two and a half baskets of small fish. Xiaofu and sister Lingdang filled half a basin of water and squatted aside to watch.

They want to help, but Dante Shishi refuses to let them, for fear that the fin tip of the little fish will cut their tender hands.

She developed her wrist strength, she was very agile with a kitchen knife, and quickly cut up all the small fish, and then washed them in the water to clean out the sundries in the fish belly.

Then take it into the kitchen and divide it into two halves, one half is finely rubbed with salt, marinated for half an hour to taste, and the other half is washed in a pot and simmered in soup. When the fish is stewed, the soup is thick and delicious.

It's a pity that Zhao Jian has already left, otherwise I would definitely like to drink a bowl for him.

Thinking of Zhao Jian, Ding Shitou's heart trembled, he bit his lip, and made up his mind to forget Zhao Jian, and treat him as a big benefactor from now on.

When Ding Dian came back with half a basket of fish on his back, the kitchen was full of laughter and laughter. The smell of fish wrapped in fried flour and chopped green onions mixed together, which made Ding Dian suddenly refreshed.

"Boss, I think there is half a basket of fish and I hurried back. We can't finish eating any more." Ding Dian took off the basket and put it on the ground, and immediately ran to the stove.

"Wash your hands and feet, and you'll be ready to eat in a while." Ding Shitou was frying small fish and ordered, Xiaofu and the others had already been waiting happily with bowls.

Although there is no more seasoning for the marinated small fish, for them, it is already a delicious delicacy for them to be wrapped in flour and fried.

The marinated small fish is drained but not dried, which not only keeps the freshness, but also tightens the meat quality, which is easy to shave, and the taste is more suitable for the crispy taste wrapped in flour.

The flour is mixed with pepper, which tastes a bit spicy. Ding Shishi said that pepper is eaten in this weather to drive away the cold, dehumidify, and prevent wind and cold.

Soon there will be a bowl for each person, and Ding Shishi will stop frying, and eat first.

They were busy processing the fish that day. Those who wanted to keep them alive were kept in basins and buckets, and those that could be salted were salted.

When seeing Xingzi appearing in the sky that night, Ding Shitou breathed a sigh of relief.

Well, don't worry about the rain for the next few days.

Everyone was very happy to hear that, and when they packed up and went to sleep, they were all discussing when they could go up the mountain to dig bamboo shoots.

After so many days of waiting, a new batch of bamboo shoots should come out.

Ding Shitou stood under the eaves and still looked at the sky without moving.

She was thinking, the rain stopped in Hangzhou, and it should be clearer elsewhere. Zhao Jian and the others have already left Anji County for Fujian, right?

It was agreed to leave him behind, but the more I want to forget someone, the more I can't stop thinking about him, I can't help but care about him.

(End of this chapter)