Golden Fishing Village

With the bacon, Ao Muyang did not cook river clams and bamboo shoots. Instead, he sliced ​​the spring bamboo shoots, put the clam meat and bacon together in the pressure cooker and stewed them, and finally poured in the bamboo shoots.

Lu Zhizi came back for lunch. After entering the house, he sniffed and said, "Wow, it smells so good."

Ao Muyang opened the pressure cooker. The soup inside was clear. The clam meat and spring bamboo shoots hardly changed color. Only the bacon changed from brown to pink.

He sprinkled pepper powder in it, and then scooped out a bowl for each person.

The spring bamboo shoots were put into the pot last. Ao Muyang controlled the heat just right. The bamboo shoots were still crispy when eaten. They were crunchy and fresh and salty, and the taste was extraordinary.

The bamboo shoots were easy to absorb the flavor. The taste of river fresh and bacon invaded it, and people couldn't stop eating.

After eating two bowls in a row, Lu Zhizi burped: "Well, delicious, really great, can we continue to eat it tonight?"

Ao Muyang said: "It won't be so delicious if you eat it continuously. Wait a few days, if it rains again, I will go to the mountains to dig some more. The bamboo shoots on the mountains are slow to age, and maybe they can still be eaten."

The advance preparations of Longtou Village were not in vain. There were indeed many tourists during the May Day holiday, and all the fishing houses in the village were full.

There are also many tourists in other villages, but they are definitely not as good as Longtou Village. Longtou Village not only has tourist projects such as whale watching, dolphin watching, visiting ancient warships and gambling on pearls, but the village is also cleaner, especially the new roads in the village, all of which are old-style blue bricks and red bricks, which have a unique old fishing village charm.

When he has nothing to do, Ao Muyang stays in the village committee to study and deal with emergencies.

Tu Yichan also came to the office. His surgery was completed. This surgery was not as simple as Ao Muyang imagined. It had to be divided into two phases. The first phase is now over.

It's no wonder he thought things were too simple. Tu Yichan was old, and the tendons had been cut off for a long time, so they had atrophied. Now the first thing to do was to simply connect the tendons through surgery, so that they could be restored to their normal length, and then to do surgery to repair them.

Tu Yichan was a person who couldn't sit still. He was desperate after staying in the hospital for two days. As soon as the operation was over, he ran out at the risk of infection.

Ao Muyang had no choice but to let Zhong Cang bring him here.

The reason why he was brought to the village was not only to keep him from gambling, but also to see if the gold drop had any effect on wound healing. He dripped a little gold drop on Tu Yichan's wound.

Gambling was not allowed in the village, so Tu Yichan found someone to chat with. By chance, he chatted with the old clerk Ao Zhiming.

Old man Ao Zhiming sat in the office every day. He sipped tea one mouthful at a time, and then chatted with Tu Yichan. He looked very moisturized.

As an old clerk in Longtou Village, the old man only started to be moisturized last year.

This old man has a very serious official-centered mentality, thinking that men must be officials, so he started working as a clerk when he was young, and then sat in the office every day, not going to farm or fish.

You know, Longtou Village was very poor before Ao Muyang took office, and there was no benefit in being a village official. The basic salary issued by the town throughout the year was not enough to buy food.

But the old man enjoyed it, sitting in the office every day reading newspapers and drinking tea.

In the past, he drank the kind of tea leaves that cost a few yuan per pound in the market, but now Ao Muyang buys good tea that costs more than 500 yuan, and he drinks it happily.

Looking at the tourists coming and going outside, the old man was puzzled: "You said it's just a fisherman's banquet, is it necessary to go so far? I can't understand these people, why don't they stay at home and cook for themselves?"

"Because they can't cook like you." Jiang Xiaoyu teased him.

The old man is a thorn in the eyes of women in the village, because he sits in the office every day, and his wife is in charge of the housework, and he is considered to have serious male chauvinism.

Tu Yishao said jokingly, "Isn't cooking easy? If Brother Ming doesn't know how to cook, I, Old Shovel, will teach you!"

Ao Zhiming pouted and said, "I won't do it, not that I don't know how to cook."

Jiang Xiaoyu pouted like him and said, "Oh, look at you, as if there is something to be proud of."

Ao Muyang smiled and said, "Okay, sister-in-law, just eat your melon seeds at ease. How about these melon seeds? A friend of mine mailed them to me. They are genuine Northeastern Mao Ke."

The friend he was talking about was Yan Xilai, the Northeastern boat boss he met when he went to catch snow crabs in the winter of the previous year. Although they never met again, they kept in touch.

Yan Xilai had a friend who bought a fishing boat. After Ao Muyang saw the help message he sent in his circle of friends, he helped him contact the Blue Boatman and bought a good boat at a fair price.

People in the Northeast are very proud of their reputation. Yan Xilai's friends thought he had helped a lot, so they went back to hold a big banquet to thank Yan Xilai. Yan Xilai felt proud, so he mailed several local specialties to Ao Muyang as gifts, including Northeast pine nuts. However, since Lu Zhizi liked to eat them, Ao Muyang did not take them to the office.

Jiang Xiaoyu was crunching the melon seeds and said, "Delicious, these big melon seeds are really addictive and fragrant. Village chief, ask your friends to get more and sell them to tourists. These tourists are really rich and don't feel bad about spending money."

"Poor at home, rich on the road, you women don't understand." Ao Zhiming shook his head.

Ao Muyang saw that the two were going to quarrel again, so he quickly changed the subject: "Our village has very good tourism resources. Now I have taken over the Ambergris Lake, and the green turtle protection area has also been established. There are many places in the village that can attract tourists, so it's not surprising that so many people come."

Ao Wenchang walked in and nodded after hearing what he said: "Yes, in fact, although Hongyang is a big city, the tourist attractions may not be comparable to our village. What is fun about tourism now? We can watch whales and fish here. We have mountains, seas and lakes. This is amazing enough."

Jiang Xiaoyu nodded and asked: "Wenchang, what are you doing here? Come to learn how to work from your master?"

There are many positions in the village, and Ao Wenchang also holds one. He is also a reserve village clerk. If Ao Zhiming can't do it, he will take over.

But Ao Wenchang was not interested in being such a small official. He waved his hand and said, "No, I don't like working in the office. I came here for other things..."

Hearing this, Ao Zhiming was unhappy. This was an insult to my beliefs: "You don't like working in the office. You worked hard to take the civil service exam in the past few years?"

Ao Wenchang said helplessly: "Isn't it all because of my family? Especially my mother who forced me the most!"

When he said this, Jiang Xiaoyu burst out laughing: "Who is the mother?"

Ao Muyang laughed: "Sister-in-law, please be quiet. Wenchang, do you have something to ask me?"

Ao Wenchang was stunned and said: "Yes, I'm off topic. It's such a dragon head. There are tourists in the village who bring fish to ask for processing. They say it's stonehead fish. Isn't this nonsense? It's basically catfish!"

Ao Muyang's face changed slightly and asked: "Are there tourists looking for trouble?"