Live: Beating the Siberian Tiger violently, this is called Little Lolita?

Chapter 60 Citric Acid

This plate of vegetable salad was done, and the water in the small ditch became clear.

Seeing that there were already a lot of fish in it, Wen Wanwan directly blocked the water inlet of the small canal, rubbed her hands together, and quickly threw the river fish onto the bank.

In Changbai Mountain, the water quality has not been polluted by modernization for so many years, and in addition to the remote mountains and old forests, it is a paradise for animals.

Each river fish is the size of a palm, and when held in the hand, it looks extremely fat.

The audience in the live broadcast room looked at the river fish in Wen Wanwan's hands, and the barrage surged again.

I'm a dragon fruit: [呵勿, so fat, it must be very refreshing to eat! 】

Bai Yugu: [Such a fat river fish would cost at least 100 catties in the market, right? 】

Yimeng carves the strings: [If you want to eat farts, the artificially raised ones in the supermarket next door to me cost one hundred and fifty catties! 】

After more than ten minutes of picking, Wen Wanwan finally picked out all the river fish in the small ditch.

The remaining small fish that hadn't fully developed were thrown back into the creek, and Wen Wanwan also introduced it to the audience in the live broadcast room.

"The river fish in our hands is called willow root fish. It is the most common river fish in Northeast China.
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"In natural waters, it is named willow root weeping because it often lives under the roots of willow trees in rivers."

"Because this kind of fish has no scales, it likes to grow in colder water. The meat is fresh and tender, and you can feel the happiness of river freshness with one bite."

Wen Wanwan gave a brief introduction, quickly cleaned up all the willow root fish, wrapped them in tin foil, and returned to the stove.

After this period of baking, blue smoke has already risen from the huge stone slab.

Wen Wanwan took out a piece of wrapped lard from her backpack and put it on the slate, and the sound of sizzling grease instantly rang out in the live broadcast room.

"There are many ways to eat willow root fish. In Northeast China, it is usually stewed in sauce."

"But I didn't bring the farmhouse sauce when I went out today, so I used another way to eat it."

While talking, the whole piece of lard had melted, and Wen Wanwan quickly pasted the willow root fish in the tin foil on the slate.

"Frying is the easiest way to deal with willow root fish. The high temperature will make its skin crispy, and the lard and fish fat will mix together to make the small spines inside crispy."

"Similarly because of the skin, all the juice is locked in the fish, and you don't even need to deal with the thorns when you bite down."

As a child who grew up on Changbai Mountain, Wen Wanwan was often thrown by the old station master into the old forest to practice druid spells.

At that time, she was still underage, and her mental power was limited, so the only food that could satisfy her hunger was the wild vegetables and fish on the mountain itself.

Compared with the larger carp and grass carp, there is no doubt that these river fish are obviously easier to catch.

After a long time, it is natural to practice good cooking skills in handling river fish.

The audience in the live broadcast room looked at the gradually changing color of the river fish, and the originally turbulent barrage stopped for a while.

For most foodies, the most painful thing is undoubtedly watching others enjoy food through the screen, but they are still hungry.

Xingzhifu: [Ah, I'm going crazy, I really want to take a bite! 】

Li'er: [I miss it so much, I remember when I was a child, I often caught this kind of willow root fish with my friends, and then I lit a fire by the river and roasted it directly. 】

Adu Chacha: [Crying, this is the taste of my childhood. I have been in the south for ten years, and I have never tasted it! 】

The temperature of the firewood and the slate is extremely high, but within a few minutes the smell of fish has filled the air.

With a group of viewers watching in the live broadcast room, Wen Wanwan sprinkled a little salt, peeled two chopsticks with a branch, picked up a fat river fish and stuffed it into her mouth.

Through the camera, they can clearly see the juice overflowing from the touch between the fish and the teeth.

With the expression of enjoyment on Wen Wanwan's face, all the audience tasted the citric acid that Old Man Wang and Widow Li had picked in the back mountain.

One bite of fish, one bite of vegetable salad, obviously in the deep mountains and old forests, but it is far better than what most people eat in the live broadcast room.

The audience in the live broadcast room suffered a full 10 minutes of torture before Wen Wanwan put down her chopsticks with a full belch.

"We're full, let's deal with the fire."

Steel Little Song: [Come on, she's finally full! ! ! 】

Wei Baba: [Help, my stomach hurts from being so hungry! 】

Mu Lanying: [It's so painful, I just asked the supermarket, and their willow root fish is sold out! ! ! 】

Xiaohuacha: [I'm crying, I'm here to enjoy the scenery, why should I suffer this? 】

Most of the people who can gather in Wen Wanwan's live broadcast room are people who like animals and wild scenery.

A large part of the audience who can appreciate the beauty of nature are foodies.

For this group of foodies, this short period of 10 to [-] minutes was devastated from the spirit to the stomach.

After the fire was extinguished and the soil was refilled, Wen Wanwan's spiritual power also radiated into the forest.

With a specific range, finding silver gradients is a breeze at all.

With the audience who were still howling in the live broadcast room, Wen Wanwan also quickly rushed towards the position of the Northeast Silver Gradient.

After getting out of a bush, the shadow of Yin Gradient also appeared in front of his eyes.

After this period of inspection, this big guy has found a place to rest.

The gap between a cliff and the cliff has formed a triangle-like structure after an unknown number of years of crustal movement.

The bottom is wide and the top is narrow, and the space inside is still very wide, which is very suitable for it to be used as a nest.

"how do you feel?"

Seeing the big guy rushing back to the cave with hay in its mouth, Wen Wanwan stepped forward and rubbed its big head.

"Hmm~"

With something in its mouth, the big guy's voice sounded a bit weird, but the bright eyes showed that it was extremely satisfied with this place now.

"If you like it, I'll help you!"

As a fastidious Siberian tiger, it is naturally impossible to fall asleep in an empty cave.

Even if you don't need fine decoration, you must at least have a comfortable nest.

Wen Wanwan also helped Silver Gradient pick up some branches and dry grass and put them into the cave.

She had brought this guy here, and it had to be arranged anyway.

After the death of the old station master, many animals have been lost on Changbai Mountain.

Now that a big guy has finally come, he must not be let go.

After all, for Druid, going back to the jungle is no different from going home. These big guys are like her back garden.

Wen Wanwan was only responsible for transporting the hay and branches to the cave, and it was up to the silver gradient to build the specific nest.

(End of this chapter)