Chapter 2 Boiled Fish

The old lady leaned on a cane, looked her up and down, and said, "Come in."

Unexpectedly, this matter was quite easy, Zuo Qiongqiong was so happy that she could not close her mouth from ear to ear, and after entering the door, envy almost overflowed her eyes.

so big!So spacious, this is the pastoral life of your dreams!

The yard is very large and divided into two areas. One side is paved with non-slip bricks as a range for daily activities, and the other side is full of various seasonal vegetables. There are several pots of flowers blooming at the entrance.

To the east of the main house is a separate kitchen, which is brightly lit and even larger than the thatched cottage where the three of Zuo Qiongqiong lived. It has a refrigerator and an induction cooker.

The old lady entered the kitchen first, took out a stainless steel basin to her, and said, "Put it in first."

On the other hand, he walked to the cabinet, rustled it for a while, and finally handed her a big black plastic bag.

Zuo Qiongqiong glanced at it casually, and it turned out that there was a small barrel of oil, two bags of salt, and even some rice noodles, enough for the three of them to eat for a while.

She was a little panicked, and hurriedly said: "Grandma, there are too many of these things, and the fish are not worth the money."

The old lady pressed her hand and said, "You are a poor child. Even if you don't eat, those two children will not be hungry. Listen to grandma and take them home."

Zuo Qiongqiong didn't expect that she would receive her first kindness just after transmigrating. Even though the living conditions she faced were so difficult, she suddenly felt full of hope.

"Okay, thank you, I will definitely return it to you!"

Just when Zuo Qiongqiong was about to leave, he suddenly heard a cough coming from the room.

She stopped and asked, "This is?"

The old lady sighed and said: "This is my wife. We are getting older and our health is getting worse day by day. We will come back to take care of ourselves and let our children relax."

Zuo Qiongqiong is just a cook, so he can't do anything about this kind of thing.

But maybe, she can also help the two old people!

Zuo Qiongqiong withdrew her feet as she was about to step out of the gate, put the bag aside, and said, "Grandma, let me cook for you! I don't want your money, just treat it as you buying me with these things."

The old lady could see that she didn't want to owe herself, so she nodded, "Okay, then you can do it, and everything in the refrigerator can be used."

"Do you have any taboos? There's also the grandfather inside, there's something you don't want to eat." Zuo Qiongqiong is a qualified food blogger, so he naturally wants to take good care of the world's first customer.

"He likes spicy food, but I eat light food."

"Okay!" Zuo Qiongqiong nodded, turned and walked into the kitchen.

The fish that were put into the basin just now were swimming happily, without any prediction of their impending tragic fate.

Zuo Qiongqiong considered that the appetite of the two elderly people might not be too large, so he took out a medium-sized fish, opened it up neatly, cleaned the internal organs, removed the bones and sliced ​​them to marinate.

Put oil in the pan, add green onion, ginger, and dried chili and stir-fry until fragrant. Put the fish bones and fish head into the pan and stir-fry. When the fish bones are browned, add an appropriate amount of boiling water.

Cover the pot, and in less than 5 minutes, the fish soup in the pot has turned into a milky white with umami.

Zuo Qiongqiong picked up the colander and fished out the broken fish bones and ingredients, leaving only a pot of delicious fish soup.

Mei Hongmin was shocked when she saw this, she originally wanted this little girl to cook two dishes casually, but she didn't expect that she would have the skills to cook the fish soup into white with ease.

The smelly fish, which has been cooking for decades, is very easy in her hands.

Zuo Qiongqiong first took out some fish soup and handed it to Mei Hongmin, "Grandma, please taste it first, if it is not salty enough, I will add more salt."

Mei Hongmin took the bowl of fish soup almost tremblingly, even before it was put into the mouth, the fresh and sweet taste rushed into her nose.

She couldn't wait to take a small sip, the fresh fragrance of the fish soup filled her mouth and slowly slid into her throat, warming her empty stomach.

Looking at her expression, Zuo Qiongqiong felt a little uncertain, he should try it first, what if it doesn't suit the other party's taste?
You won't be kicked out, will you?
At the moment when she was worried, Mei Hongmin drank the remaining fish soup in two or three gulps, and let out a mouthful of steam in satisfaction.

"Little girl, your craftsmanship is really good. I have never had such a delicious fish soup!"

Zuo Qiongqiong finally let go of the heart that was raised just now, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "You can drink it if you think it tastes good."

Slide the marinated fish fillets into the boiling fish soup, and turn off the fire as soon as the fish changes color.

The fish meat made in this way is tender and smooth, and the fish meat is not firewood at all. It is even more enjoyable to serve it with a bowl of milky fish soup.

Because the old lady likes to eat light food, Zuo Qiongqiong did not add exciting seasonings, but chose to use chili peppers, and made a dipping water for the old man who likes heavy food.

When you get older, you need to pay more attention to the combination of meat and vegetables, so Zuo Qiongqiong picked a delicate cabbage in the yard, put it on high heat, sautéed dried chilies, quickly drew a circle in the pot, and poured it on when it was out of the pot. A circle of white vinegar.

The cabbage made in this way not only retains the crisp taste, but also tastes hot and sour.

Zuo Qiongqiong originally wanted to cook another dish, but Mei Hongmin stopped her, "We are two old, we can't eat that much, and you have two children at home, go back quickly, don't worry them two .”

If it hadn't been reminded by the other party, Zuo Qiongqiong would have really forgotten the two dumplings at home, and hurriedly bid farewell to the other party with the bag in his hand.

Before reaching the door of the house along the desolate mountain road, Zuo Qiongqiong heard the sound of two little groups crying.

The closer they were, the harsher the two children's cries became, and Zuo Qiongqiong's heart suddenly twitched.

The two children stood at the door, their eyes were red, and they stopped when they saw her appear, but they couldn't help sobbing: "Auntie, I thought you didn't want us anymore."

Saying "Gulu~" came from Zuo Guang's belly.

The little boy held on to the rotten door frame that was left with nothing but scum, covering his belly in embarrassment: "Auntie, I'm hungry"

Zuo Qiongqiong slapped her head violently, and said in a panic, "Wait, baby! Auntie is going to cook right away!"

Zuo Guang looked at Zuo Qiongqiong who turned around to pack up his things, his ears were slightly red, this was the first time his aunt called him baby, before that was what his father called him.
The original owner is still very clean.

If you don't look at the ashes on the stove, the mud on the sides of the bowl and the chopsticks, and everything in the messy house.
Well, it's still pretty clean.

Fortunately, there are water pipes in this house, Zuo Qiongqiong carried the pot and bowls and chopsticks to clean them carefully.

Only then did I realize that the original owner's sister-in-law only left them three bowls, and two of them were notched, which would scratch their lips if they were not careful.

With the rice noodles and seasoning brought from the old lady's house, Zuo Qiongqiong now has confidence.

Isn't it just two children?I went to the kindergarten on purpose to investigate what children like to eat.

However, children should be more careful when eating fish, fish bones are very dangerous.

So Zuo Qiongqiong split the fish from the middle, and scraped the fish meat into fine fish paste with the back of a knife, paying attention to whether there were any fine thorns mixed into it every time he scraped.

Zuo Fan looked at her skillful appearance and asked hesitantly, "Auntie, what shall we eat today?"

Zuo Qiongqiong saw the worry in her eyes, and when she was a little puzzled, the memory of the original owner emerged in her mind.

The original owner is a kitchen idiot, he can't cook at all!The big hole on the top of the pot was "accidentally" smashed by the original owner, that's why they used to eat the potatoes from the mountain every day, and even the dishes and chopsticks were useless
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