The Little Cook's Wealthy Counterattack

"Oh! Tuna is a good ingredient."

The old man smiled with a wrinkle on his face, as if he was very satisfied with Jiang qianxia's knowledge. Taking advantage of the ghost's quick return to the ship to carry food materials, the old man lit a small stove and grabbed two long and narrow fish that seemed to have been pickled from the barrel.

This kind of fish looks ordinary, but Jiang qianxia always feels as if he has seen it somewhere. He is frowning and thinking hard. The old man has started to clean up the fish quickly.

"Tuna is very precious. Good tuna is hard to see, but in autumn, you should eat some seasonal food, and autumn knife fish is also very good."

by the way! This is the famous saury in Fusang!

Although Jiang qianxia had eaten it, she had never seen a complete one. She found that this seemingly ordinary fish was "famous". She suddenly had a little more expectation in her heart.

I was waiting for the old man to open the fish, but I didn't expect that the old man just wiped the thin salt foam off the fish and photographed white vinegar on both sides of the fish. In this way, the whole fish was directly roasted on the charcoal fire.

"Hehe, when the saury is caught, its courage is broken. The closer it is to the heart, the more bitter it is. You have to taste it later. It's a very wonderful taste."

The fan slowly stirred up with a silent rhythm, and the beautiful flame swayed evenly. Although he had just come down from the ship and had not rested, at this moment, Jiang qianxia suddenly felt relaxed.

No one spoke. Everyone looked at the fish on the stove carefully with a smile.

The fish skin gradually became visible to the naked eye. It was roasted on both sides. The light and attractive fragrance floated all over the room.

I don't know how long later, the old man slowly picked up the whole fish and put it in a dark green ceramic plate without any side dishes. A thin fish with such fragrance was placed in an oval plate, which was not beautiful, but very natural.

"Eat. Be careful when you eat, it won't be too bitter."

"Thank you. I'm starting to eat."

Wen Sheng thanked the old man. Jiang qianxia carefully peeled off the fish meat of autumn knife fish with bamboo chopsticks. The heat treatment of grilled fish is excellent. Almost as soon as the chopsticks touch it, the white meat is separated from the fish bone in the middle.

Exhale two breaths to blow away the heat of transpiration. The fish is put into the mouth. The skin is crisp, with the burning aroma of charcoal fire and the unique oil smell of fish skin. The fish is sweet and delicate, with a little bitterness, but it complements each other and makes people unable to stop.

Unconsciously, a fish ate most of it. A piece of fish near the viscera was clamped up and hasn't been put into his mouth. If Jiang qianxia felt it, he looked at the old man. In exchange, he narrowed into two slit smiling eyes and raised his hand slightly like coaxing his granddaughter, urging him: "eat quickly."

Bitter, really bitter, but sweet in bitter. It's not intolerable. The bitterness of broken courage is matched with the fragrance of fish. It tastes infinite. It inexplicably tastes like Zen. If you can eat meat, those great monks who want to come to Daqian will be very keen on such delicacies.

Only Jiang qianxia and boundless are entitled to the two saury. The captain Lao he and the village head swallowed their saliva while watching. They looked at the old man with some sadness. The old man laughed apologetically, saying that the two fish were originally reserved for himself. Unexpectedly, there were only two when distinguished guests came to the door, and there was no more.

The two fish were eating fast. Jiang qianxia stripped the fish without a trace. There was only a bare fish bone and a fish head on the plate. He licked his lips and seemed more hungry in his stomach.

"Master, what did you eat? It tastes delicious."

The ghost who went back to get the fish panted in with a big bucket. He smelled a trace of fragrance in the air and couldn't help asking.

Jiang qianxia sat upright solemnly. Under the shocked gaze of Lao he, he quietly hid the fish bone in the plate into his sleeve, and then shook his head innocently, "what can I eat? Isn't it waiting for you to bring the fish?"

She behaved so naturally that if the old man couldn't help laughing, the ghost would believe it!

Extremely disgusted, he criticized his master's bad behavior of eating alone, and stressed how difficult it was to run back and forth. After the decision to eat more later, Guiyi let go of Jiang qianxia, who refused to admit it, and excitedly gave the bucket to the old man.

The old man opened the barrel and waved a strong tail before his eyes. After being patted with water on his face, he smiled with tolerance.

Carrying his tail, he slipped out the wronged big fish and stood up quickly. No matter how the big blue fin fish as tall as him fluttered, the old man's thin wrists didn't move. His spare hands poked on the fish and marveled.

"Very good fish, very fresh and fat. Although there is no ice, it is fresh and tastes good!"

Although the ice can be made now, Jiang qianxia can't wait, so he didn't say much. He took the inexperienced ghost one and enjoyed a beautiful knife work.

Bluefin tuna is one of the most suitable fish for making high-grade sashimi. Because of the structure that tuna will suffocate if it doesn't swim, its meat is tight and presents a beautiful pink, while bluefin tuna meat has a very high fat content and is said to taste excellent.

Jiang qianxia didn't have the money to enjoy this kind of best food in future generations. Unexpectedly, he came to Fusang, which is now extremely backward, but he could meet a chef who can afford to be a craftsman to cook this top food material.

The old man is also happy to see and hunt. After leaving Kyoto, he should have little chance to deal with such a precious big fish alone, let alone fresh.

I saw the old man carrying the fish and looking at it quickly. He fiercely penetrated the fish on the table. The slender special kitchen knife fiercely squeezed it into a little below the head of the tuna, nailed the fish to the chopping board, then quickly removed the scales against the knife, cut open the belly of the fish to remove the internal organs, poured a bucket of water on it, squeezed it with both hands and squeezed it twice, and the fish was clean.

Without a moment's pause, the old man quickly changed his knife, opened the fish skin, put four plates in front of the four people, and quickly put special soy sauce and horseradish. The speed of waving the knife is fast and symmetrical. Every time he swings his arm, a piece of red fish with the thickness of the blade falls into the plate.

From Jiang qianxia to the village head, the fish fell down one by one. When the second boundless was still a little confused, Jiang qianxia had to pick up chopsticks, quickly picked up the fish, dipped it in the seasoning, put it into his mouth and closed his eyes.

Different from the salmon she often eats, the tuna meat is more dense, but the fishy smell is less. The thickness of the blade can not only make the tongue feel the texture of the fish itself, but also make the amount of seasoning perfectly combined with the fish taste without being spoiled. Jiang qianxia really wants to be amazed by the fresh taste.

One piece after another of fish fell into the plate. Jiang qianxia ate heartily. He didn't forget to take time to put two pieces in the old man's mouth. The happy old man smiled and narrowed his eyes.

The whole middle section of the big fish, which was nearly one meter six, was sliced into sashimi and fed into everyone's stomach.

Finally, there was a part near the head and a part of the tail. The old man stopped, put a small pot on the shelf, carefully shave off the meat of the fish tail, chop it carefully and pinch it into fish balls. The meat near the head was sliced into thick pieces and boiled in the boiling thick soup in the pot.

The beautiful fish balls are wrapped with a layer of flour liquid with eggs, rolled in a low fire oil pan for three times and picked up. Together with the purple perilla and mushroom tempura fried by the old man, take a bite. The crispy teeth of the fish balls and the fullness and greasiness of tempura make a group of people enjoy it.

Finally, he served a bowl of thick soup with fish fillets and drank it slowly. The ghost was intoxicated.

"Master, let's take the old man away. His dishes are better than yours. It's a pity if you can't eat them in the future!"

Jiang qianxia patted his round belly and thought it was natural!