Golden Fishing Village

Chapter 992 999. Baking (3)

Seeing that Ao Muyang didn't help, Lu Wuji ran to play black himself.

Ao Muyang quickly stopped him and whispered: "Don't mess around, don't harass others."

Lu Wuyi said: "Who is messing around? Who is harassing me? I'm going to get to know this young lady!"

"People don't want to know you."

"That's impossible. I'm full of confidence in my own charm. When I was in Jinling, I always relied on my face and temperament to make a living. Sometimes I would go to beauty salons and duck shops if I didn't have any pocket money. There were always rich women there. I put a tip in my arms.”

Ao Muyang's eyes widened: "Made!"

"You're kidding." Lu Wuji gave him a roll of his eyes, "Why should I go to a beauty salon? Does my face need to be artificially trimmed?"

Ao Muyang pushed him to try to be serious, but it turned out that this guy was well versed in mechanics, so he ran to the backyard and quickly struck up a conversation with Yan Qingcheng.

"Hello, I'm Lu Wuwei, the deer who says "Yoyou deer calls, eats the apples of the wild", the person who said "the ancients spared no effort in their knowledge, and the young and the old work hard to achieve success". I'm glad to meet you." Lu Wuwei showed a self-proclaimed brilliant smile. smile.

Yan Qingcheng shook hands with him and said with a smile, "My name is Yan Qingcheng."

"What a good name," Lu Wuyi immediately expressed his admiration, "There is a beauty in the north, peerless and independent. Look at Qingren City, then look at Qingren Country."

Yan Qingcheng smiled and said: "Sorry, it's not this Qingcheng, it's the Qingcheng in Qingcheng Mountain."

Lu Wuji was stunned and quickly thought of a way to remedy it. He wanted to write a poem about Qingcheng Mountain to show off his erudition, but after much deliberation, he couldn't think of anything and could only sing weakly: "Bai Suzhen at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain?"

Yan Qingcheng shrugged and said, "Yes, that's it."

Ao Muyang teased from behind: "Oh, brother-in-law, why are you singing now?"

"I studied at Jinling Conservatory of Music." Lu Wuji sneered.

He realized that he was a little out of character, so he didn't say much and just showed a reserved smile with eight teeth.

During lunch, Ao Muyang took out the two moray eels he had caught before.

Nowadays, conger eel is cooked using Japanese and Korean methods. It is either kabayaki or grilled with soy sauce. This is not the fisherman's method. Ao Muyang came up with fried eel with pickles.

He deboned the conger eel and cut the meat into meat pieces, stir-fried the onion, ginger and garlic, sprinkled the conger eel meat and stir-fried quickly, then added the pickled cabbage and continued to stir-fry.

There was also a conger eel that he cooked with salt. The salt would quickly denature the protein in the eel meat, locking in the umami flavor and adding a salty taste. It would be very delicious when stir-fried with chili peppers.

Yan Qingcheng ate a chopstick of eel meat and nodded appreciatively: "Xiao Ao's craftsmanship is still so superb. Teacher Lu has not gained weight with you. She is really a natural beauty. If it were me, I would have become fat..."

"Pig." Zhu Zhu quickly added.

Yan Qingcheng stared at her to scare her, and she quickly laughed and said: "I am also a pig, I am a little pig, and you are an old sow."

Ao Muyang smiled, and then heard Lu Wuyi whisper secretly, "I am a big boar." When he heard this, he couldn't laugh anymore.

Lu Wuyi cleared his throat and said in a casual tone: "My brother-in-law is a good cook, and the meat of this conger eel is good. In fact, I caught it from the sea."

Ao Muyang smiled and said, "Who caught it?"

Lu Wuji quickly winked at him. In order to avoid revealing his secret, he changed the topic: "Brother-in-law, what kind of dinner are we having tonight on Mid-Autumn Festival?"

Ao Muyang said: "It's really a feast. I'll make fish rice for you tonight."

Lu Wuyi blinked cutely and asked, "What is fish rice?"

"You'll know when you get back in the evening. Eat quickly and bake mooncakes after eating. There's a lot of work today. When you go, don't be sneaky and do it honestly. Do you understand?"

Lu Wuyi coughed and said, "Ahem, cough, cough, when will I cheat?"

"Since the first day you arrived, people have been coming to me to report." Ao Muyang decided to slam the shit basin on this brother-in-law.

As soon as he baked the mooncakes, he mailed a few boxes to the blue boatman. Yan Qingcheng had already eaten them.

So, listening to the conversation between the two, she asked curiously: "Xiaolu, did you bake this mooncake?"

Lu Wuyi said with a smile: "It's easy, it's easy, I don't bake mooncakes, I do baking. I am now the captain of the Longtou Village baking team."

"Would you also bring the Yangko team together to dance the Yangko tonight?" Ao Muyang asked with a smile.

Lu Wuyi said angrily: "What are you doing Yangko? Brother-in-law, you are always joking."

Lu Zhizi adjusted in the middle: "Okay, okay, hurry up and eat. After dinner, everyone goes to work. Your brother-in-law is busy preparing dinner, and you are busy baking moon cakes..."

"What the hell, I'm baking!"

He winked at Zhu Zhu and added: "Xiao Gongju, uncle will bring you some dessert tonight. Do you like dessert?"

Zhu Zhu said happily: "I like it."

"What do you like? Uncle will make it for you."

"Well, I like cakes, theater cakes, Shahe cakes, Baumkuchen cakes, chiffon cakes..."

"I'm full, let's go first." Lu Wuji left immediately, without even waiting for Zhu Zhu to finish.

Looking at his back, Yan Qingcheng smiled and said: "Teacher Lu, your brother is so interesting. This young man is so kind, sunny and youthful."

Lu Zhizi smiled and said, "Yes, he likes to joke. If there is anything that goes too far, please bear with it."

In the afternoon, the fishing boats in the village returned one after another, and they returned early. It was the Mid-Autumn Festival night, which was the most important night of the year after New Year's Eve. Fishermen treated this festival very solemnly.

This was probably because it was dangerous for fishermen to go out to sea in the early years. They might get killed when they encountered storms at sea, so everyone was very eager to reunite. On a reunion day like the Mid-Autumn Festival, every family would get together to pray for a good omen.

Ao Muyang and others selected some fish at the dock, which were used to make fish rice.

The term fish rice is easy to understand. It means cooking with fish. In this case, fish is no longer a dish, but a staple food.

In this case, fish rice requires the use of the freshest fish as ingredients. It is only steamed with salt or boiled with spring water and then cooled, and then it can be eaten as a meal.

Fish rice is a tradition of old fishermen. This practice has not been seen for many years.

This is because fish rice emphasizes the freshness of ingredients, requiring the fish meat to be fresh and sweet, not fishy or smelly. Only fish that has just come out of the water can be fresh and sweet after being cooked, even if it is frozen to protect the fish meat from spoiling.

In the past, refrigerators, freezers and cold storage were not popular. If fishermen could not sell the fish in time after catching them, they had to find a way to eat them at home.

In this way, fish rice came into being.

At that time, there were many fish in the sea, and fish, shrimps and crabs were cheap and worthless, so eating fish rice was cost-effective. After the reform and opening up, the value of seafood doubled, and the freezing technology was advanced, so it was very expensive to make fish rice.

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