Fields of Gold

Liu was a little worried: "Do you want to fry it? Is there enough oil in the house, or... I'll borrow some from your Aunt Chow's? ”

Little Grass thought about it and said: "Yesterday I bought a kilo of bean oil that hasn't moved yet, it should be enough! However, if you want to make bad fish with white sugar, it's too late to buy it now... I don't know if Aunt Zhou has any...”

The Zhou family is one of the few families in the village that has been recognized as having a better life. Men can make money outside, and women make a lot of money raising chickens at home. The Fang family is never a strict child. If the village can borrow white sugar, it is presumably her home.

Liu Shi unzipped the apron and smiled: “I'll ask, how much do you need? ”

”'It's just a seasoning,' said Grass. 'It's enough for a handful...

“A handful? Grass, you probably don't know the price of sugar. Two hundred and sixty for a pound! You're talking about dozens of copper plates! Your Aunt Zhou, she just loves her children and won't buy so much back.” Yuhai couldn't help but warn.

"'What?" said Grass. It's so expensive! God, people can't really afford it... ”

Liu Shibai glanced at her and laughed: "White sugar is not something that people usually eat. What fish did you make? You still need something so expensive to season, you can't even collect the principal money, right? ”

The grass looked at the more than a hundred small fish marinated in the pot. If you count one or two pieces in your heart, you should have no problem selling 60 or 70 pieces of money. If the bad fish doesn't have white sugar flavor, it will only be a lot worse on the flavor, if you put less... should it be ok?

“Mother, I'll come with you to Aunt Zhou's house to check it out.” Little grass nibbled a few bites of sweet potatoes in his hand, stuffed them in the hands of little stones, and stood up to follow Liu's family out the door.

He walked out about 300 meters, knocked on Zhou's door. The door was opened by an eye-catching teenager. He was twelve or three years old. His skin was full of healthy wheat. His eyes curled like moon teeth. His mouth rose slightly upwards. When he didn't laugh, he also gave people the feeling of smiling, which made them feel very eye-catching at first glance.

“Manhua! Why didn't you go with your father today?” The Liu family was somewhat surprised to see the teenager and couldn't help but ask.

Zhou Wenhua coughed twice and breathed heavily in his chest. He held onto the itch on his throat and swallowed his mouth. "Yesterday, when I came back, I took off a hot shirt and got windy. I was not feeling well. My father let me rest at home for two days. Cough... Aunt Yu, Sister Xiaolian, are you looking for my mother? ”

Liu Shi cared: “Have you asked the doctor to see it? Don't fight your health and drag your little illness into a major illness. ”

“I showed it to Dr. Yu, prescribed the medicine, I've already taken two pairs, and I feel a lot lighter. Cough... mother! Aunt Yu and Sister Xiaolian are here...” Zhou Wenhua seems to be sure that she is Yu Xiaolian. Xiaograss also smiled and did not correct him.

Fang Shi came out of the house and saw their mothers. "Little grass is back from the pier! How's business today? You have such a good taste of halogenated dishes. I bet a lot of people like them. Wenhua, this is your little grass sister, not Lotus. Little grass is slightly whiter than Lotus, has thinner skin, and is a little short on the head. If you don't look closely, you can't tell. It makes sense that you're mistaken. ”

Zhou Wenhua was embarrassed to touch the back of his head because he was mistaken. His smiling mouth shook up. "It turns out she's a little grass sister! I used to come with Aunt Yu all the time. I thought you were her. Listen to the coral. Your body's recently recovered. Congratulations! ”

Twelve or three year-old teenagers have been so talkative, they are the material of a cargo boy. Little Grass smiled at him and said: “Wen Hua's brother was not home a few times before. We met for the first time today. It's inevitable that he was wrong. Sometimes my mother doesn't pay attention, and she'll mistake us for each other! Who told us to grow a face? ”

Wenhua Zhou faked her helpless expression, teasing her eyebrows and laughing. Her chest, which was otherwise dull due to illness, also seemed a lot easier.

“Aunt Chow, do you have any sugar? I want to make a new kind of food, less of this flavor to season...” Little Grass looked at the Fong family with anticipation, scared that she said no, then today's bad fish can't be done...

Fang Shi smiled: “What a coincidence. If you had come a day earlier, my house wouldn't have. Yesterday your uncle Zhou came back and weighed the children's 40-50 yuan sugar - you said if you had that money, you could cut more meat, or buy more white rice noodles, you could actually buy that precious thing... Linglong, bring yesterday's leftover sugar to the little grass sister to taste! ”

Even though Fang's mouth was complaining, his eyes were smiling. For her and the men, it doesn't matter if they suffer a little, they can't let the children, like they did when they were little, see nothing, and go to town to make people point.

Little grass glanced at Zhou Linglong's hand and found that the so-called white sugar, which is like old ice sugar, is no wonder they sell it piece by piece.

She chose an egg size from the bag of sugar, almost one or two sugars. Why should it be worth fifteen or six cents of money? "Aunt Zhou, I want this white sugar for cooking and selling on the pier. How much is this sugar? I can't make money to make you lose...”

Fang Shi glanced at her and laughed: “What kind of money are we talking about? You don't feel well, your mouth doesn't smell, you don't have any appetite. Yesterday I ate the halibut I brought back, but I couldn't help but admire it. I also ate an extra bowl of rice. Just send some to Auntie when you're ready! ”

Little Grass thought about it and nodded: "Okay! You just don't say it, and you won't forget to give it a try. Thank you. It's almost time. I have to go back and fry the fish...”

On the way back, Liu's mouth didn't say anything, but she said to herself: "Though fish are not worth the money, but there is oil in the spices, at least it has to go down to 30 to 40... can this make money? ”

When I got home, the grass prepared all the seasonings and ingredients I needed, and the fish was almost marinated, so I added half a kilo of bean oil to the iron pot on the stove, and it was hot. When I watched the pot smoke, I sprinkled some water into it, which would remove the smell of bean oil.

Then remove the fire from the bottom of the pan. When the oil is still 70% hot, put it in the marinated fish and fry it out one by one.

Country stoves are usually two pots, one for cooking and one for cooking. The grass placed the chopped onions, ginger and garlic in another iron pan, laid a layer, put the fried fish yarn on the bottom of the pan, the bigger one below, the smaller one on top.

Deep-fried fish base oil, scoop out half, then add the rest to dry pepper silk to saute the aroma, then add vinegar, white sugar, yellow wine, onion ginger garlic, pepper, anise, cinnamon and other spices, and sprinkle with soy sauce. She looked at the soup a little low and added the right amount of spirit stone water and the fire burned.

Burned soup, poured into a fish in another pan, covered with a solid wood lid, and specially pressurized a few rocks back from the pebble. The small fire cooks slowly for about two minutes (half an hour), extinguishes the flame on the bottom of the pan and opens the lid to cool.

Bad fish only taste best when it's cold. Little grass picked out a few smaller ones for parents, Lotus and Little Rock to taste. Sweet in the salt of the bad fish, spicy in the sweet, full of oil. After frying and stewing, the prickles in the fish have become crunchy enough to melt into the entrance. Even the fish head can be chewed and swallowed. The whole little fish, it's not a waste.

“Nice! Yummy!! Go, send some to your Aunt Zhou...” Liu's taste of one is too much to eat. This one is a copper plate!

Little grass took the plate, filled it with a plate full of more than twenty pieces, and let the little stone deliver it. I found a pot for the rest and put it all in. She wants to get to the pier and sell them before the dock workers come home for dinner.

Xiaolian saw her busy selling dishes and cooking all day. She didn't have a moment to spare. “Sister, why don't I go to the pier with the rocks? ”

Little grass got up early in the morning to the pier, and after selling the halibut, she went to the market to buy ingredients such as pork head and some seasoning. She was still breathing when she got home, and then went to catch fish, and then marinated and made bad fish. She was really tired.

Think of a way to get closer to a time, I really don't know if I can make it. These past two days, Little Rock has also been able to understand the process of selling, shouldn't there be any problem? She nevertheless cautioned with some dismay:

“Bigger fish, two pieces for a penny, first a big one. Later, if there were any small unsold items left, we would dispose of three pieces a penny. Anyway... if you can sell more, sell more. ”

Little Rock is confident: “Don't worry! Guaranteed to complete the task!! ”

After seeing Lotus and the stones go away, the grass is not idle. She's going to halo all the packed heads, bellies and intestines and sell them tomorrow morning.

Liu Shi saw that the pork head and the halogen juice had been put down, and the rest was slowly stewed, so she hurried her daughter to rest:

“I'll take care of the rest… In the future, you'll only be responsible for the preparation of the halogen juice, and we'll take care of the rest! Don't take anything from yourself - your body is better, don't get tired of it! ”

Little Grass nodded and smiled: "Okay, okay! I know how to control fires. Mother knows better than I do! Then I'll be a handshake! ”

Out of the kitchen, she saw Dad making a new net pocket, and she came over and said, "Dad, it's early. Why don't we go back to the pond and net some more fish? ”

Yu Hai was a little moved, but looked at her with care. “Aren't you tired? Why don't you go back inside and get some rest? If you catch fish, try it tomorrow during the day..."

These days of observation, Little Grass has long discovered that the family is typical of the Father of the Strong Mother. In general, criticism is black-faced by the Liu family. Yet Yuhai spoiled the children, especially the little grass, almost always in demand.