Golden Fishing Village

Lu Zhizi put the ax back and said with a gentle smile: "Don't mess around, don't scare this child."

Ao Muyang asked Yang Shuyong: "If you want to chop off his hand, is it because he touched the buttocks of female classmates in school?"

Yang Shuyong glared, and the stocky Yang Shishi was so frightened that his legs weakened: "No, no, I just didn't finish my homework..."

"Have you not finished writing?" Yang Shuyong said with eyes wide open.

Yang Shishi looked downcast and said, "Okay, I haven't written for a week."

"Then what did you do?" Ao Muyang asked.

Yang Shizi said weakly: "Spring is here now, so I just thought that spring is my plan for the year, and I have to exercise more in spring..."

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"Okay, I'm going to fight. After school, I will go to other schools to fight with my classmates." Yang Shizi continued to be dejected.

Ao Muyang said to Yang Shuyong: "Then you shouldn't chop off his hand. After all, it's about him going out to fight. Here, I'll get you an ax. You smash his ankle so that he can't move in the future. I'll look at him this way." Where to fight."

Yang Shishi was so frightened that he hurriedly hid behind Lu Zhizi.

When Yang Shuyong saw that Ao Muyang was serious, he got scared and waved his hand: "Forget it, I'll go back and beat him up."

Ao Muyang took out the ax and said, "Is it useful for you to beat him? You must have beaten him often, right? Just chop off his feet with the ax, and it's over!"

Yang Shuyong waved his hands repeatedly: "That won't work, that won't work, forget it and talk about it when we go back. Well, I brought you a little gift."

He brought a Moutai gift bag over. Ao Muyang thought he had brought a bottle of wine, but when he opened it, he saw some lard inside.

"Brother Yong, you are really capable. Why are you bringing lard here?" Ao Muyang said with a bitter smile.

Yang Shuyong said: "Inside are the net oil and meat oil that I went to my brother-in-law to ask for specifically. You don't want these things? You don't want me to take them back."

Ao Muyang quickly put the bag away and said with a smile: "If you want it, Brother Yong can do it. This gift is a gift that deeply touches my heart."

Both net oil and meat fat are a type of lard. The most common and famous one is suet, which is the kind of oil refined from the fat in the belly of pigs.

The fat belly of the pig produces a lot of oil. A piece of suet the size of a palm can produce a small bowl of lard. In the past, the lard Ao Muyang used for cooking was all suet.

Meat oil refers to the fat under the skin of pigs. Nowadays, pigs are raised with feed and hormones. They take a short time to be slaughtered and can grow to 200 kilograms in a few months. There is not much fat on the body.

Serious meat fat must be made from the fat of local pork. The lard obtained in this way has a fragrant but not greasy taste. Add a little salt and serve it with rice to make a childhood delicacy for many people, lard bibimbap.

As for net oil, this thing is even more amazing. It has nothing to do with 'LOL', 'Tower', 'CF' and the like. It refers to the layer of fat in the seams of pig organs, which is only a thin layer. The layer looks like a fishing net, hence the name net oil.

This kind of oil is suitable for cooking fish. After high-end marine fish is taken out of the pot, put the net oil on it, because this oil melts easily. From the time it is put in until it is served, the oil can completely melt, nourish the fish, and give the fish meat Adds fragrance.

There is very little web oil, only one per pig, and it has to be obtained from native pigs. The farmed feed pigs grow too fast and are slaughtered before they can produce much web oil.

Ao Muyang carefully preserved the fat meat in the refrigerator, and then waved to them to prepare for dinner.

As soon as they sat down, a voice came from outside the door: "I smell the fragrance, Xiao Ao, what are you cooking for?"

Hearing this voice, Yang Shuyong subconsciously wanted to hide. Ao Muyang patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's okay. It's a professor of mine. Teacher Li, what a coincidence that you came here. Let's eat!"

Yang Shizi glanced at his father secretly and said, "Dad, is there some hidden collusion between you and Uncle Xiaoyang that you are afraid of being seen?"

Yang Shuyong swung his fist and tried to hit him again, but Yang Shizi quickly shouted: "I said it wrong, I said it wrong, it's an ulterior secret, don't hit me."

"There will be outsiders here, let's talk about it when we get back." Yang Shuyong said fiercely.

Yang Shizi was not afraid and said with a playful smile: "I will do my homework when I go back."

Yang Shuyong said to Lu Zhizi: "Teacher Lu, let me ask for leave for my son first. He probably won't be able to go to school tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. I will have to beat him when I go back tonight so he won't be able to get out of bed for two days."

Now Yang Shishi was no longer crazy, his tears were streaming down his face, and he said: "Teacher Lu, help me."

Ao Muyang brought the old professor in. Li Ji came to the village after the Lantern Festival, brought some information and supplies for studying green sea turtles, and then returned to school.

The old professor was a gentleman and magnanimous. When he saw him, he smiled and said: "Actually, I came here just for this dinner, or I would come here tomorrow, but I think about the food you cooked and then look at the big pots of rice in the cafeteria. Oh, wait." Not as good as yo.”

Ao Muyang said: "Teacher Li, you made the right choice. You are going to have hot pot today, but you probably haven't eaten much of the dish before, Huangjiao!"

Another old man who was with Li Ji started to swallow his saliva: "Angler fish hot pot? Good stuff. I had it before when I was on exchange in Hokkaido. Good stuff."

"Who is this?"

Li Ji introduced: "Teacher Su Penghui, Mr. Su, is mainly engaged in seawater and freshwater aquaculture. He is a foodie. I heard that you have a lot of delicious food here, so he dared to follow me to the village."

Su Penghui adjusted his glasses and said, "Old Li, why are you so shameless? It's obvious that you asked me to help you study green sea turtles because I have fewer classes and fewer students this semester."

Ao Muyang said with a smile: "When a guest comes to your door, he is a guest. Confucius said, "Isn't it a pleasure to have friends coming from afar?" Come on, please take a seat. Tonight, I am Wu Dalang opening a hotel."

Yang Shizi asked cautiously: "Uncle Xiaoyang, you are Wu Dalang, so isn't Teacher Lu Pan Jinlian? I don't like you saying that. How could my Teacher Lu be that kind of woman?"

Others laughed, Yang Shuyong waved his hand to hit his son: "You are just a fast-talker, you are good at talking, aren't you?"

Lu Zhizi said helplessly: "Dad, you can't educate your children like this. In addition, Shizi, your uncle Xiaoyang said a two-part allegorical saying. Wu Dalang opened a hotel - full of guests. Seat."

Ao Muyang added two sets of bowls and chopsticks, and then said to Yang Shuyong: "Brother Yong, make good money this year, buy a school district house in Hongyang next year, and send your lion to the famous school in Hongyang. You can't beat a good child just by beating him like this."

Yang Shuyong muttered: "A school district house costs millions, who can afford it."

Ao Muyang patted him on the shoulder and said: "Work hard for a year. Now is a wind outlet. There is a saying that pigs can fly in the wind outlet. You have to seize the opportunity to take off."

Yang Shizi wanted to say something, but Yang Shuyong raised his fist as big as a durian first, and said viciously: "If you interrupt again, your father will beat you so hard that you can't eat tonight!"