happy fisherman

Chapter 94 Innovation
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It was already evening when Bo Beibei finished fishing. Just as he was about to sail the fishing boat back, he saw a group of people approaching from a distance. Looking closely, it turned out that it was the uncle, the second uncle, and several cousins.

"Uncle, why are you here?" Bo Beibei looked at the undisguised joy on the faces of several people with a funny face, if only the elder brother had the same confidence in her as the uncle and the second uncle.

"Didn't you ask me to walk around a lot? I heard from your brother that the breeding place is closed and I'll come and have a look." Boding said as he walked by the sea.

Bo Beibei let them board the fishing boat, then rowed the boat to the edge of the fishing net, pointed to the sea in the middle and said, "This is the place we have circled."

"Have all the fish been put down?" Bai Lang asked, and the fish had all dived into the water, so they couldn't be seen.

"It's all put down, and I'll catch it in half a month." Bo Beibei said with a smile. Originally, she wanted to say that she would catch it in a few days, but she was afraid that the short time would arouse their suspicion. It was abruptly changed to half a month.

But even so, Bai Dinghai and Bai Dinglang still felt that it was too fast: "The fish won't gain much weight in half a month, right? I think it's more appropriate to fish again after at least a month."

But Bai Beibei smiled resolutely: "Uncle, Uncle, the fish we released are not small in the first place, half a month is not short, and we will know when the time comes."

Mannian was very convinced of Bo Beibei, and said: "Uncle, Dad, the farming of marine fish was proposed by Beibei. She must be sure that she will catch fish in half a month. Let's listen to Beibei."

Hearing this, Bai Dinghai smiled in relief: "That's right, we don't understand this, so it's better not to give random opinions."

After listening to his son's words, Bai Dinglang also felt that his worries were unnecessary. Beibei said that he could not be wrong if he could fish.

"Okay, it's getting dark, let's go back to eat." Bai Dinghai said.

Manfeng took the oar from Bo Beibei and rowed back.

The fish fry were put into the sea, and Bai Manchuan went to sea with Manfeng and the others the next day. Bai Beibei would go to the breeding ground every morning, and when he came back, he would learn cooking skills from Feng's side, and deliver meals to the cruise ship at noon , In the afternoon, I went to the breeding ground again, and in the evening, I made the sauce that Master Ao Rong taught her, and I was so busy that I never touched the ground.

It's depressing to say, the sauce for stir-frying fungus has no flavor, if you can't make it taste like Master Rong's, that's all. She can make the seasoning for thousands of knots with the ingredients that Master Rong told her, but she just can't make it that smell.

In fact, Bo Beibei also knew in her heart that she must have not controlled the weight of the ingredients.

Seeing her daughter busy in the kitchen with an oil lamp at night and wasting a lot of food every day, Feng's heart ached to death.

That night, Mrs. Feng and Widow Liu went into the kitchen after finishing the tofu and Qian Zhang.

"Bei Bei, why don't you tell me how Master Rong taught you how to make the sauce, so I can try it?" Feng's meaty eyes looked at the two bowls of ready-made sauce on the stove, and said.

"Mother, can you try the difference between these two bowls of sauces?" She tried it for a few nights, but her sense of taste was no longer sensitive, but she felt that the two bowls of sauces made tonight were much better than the ones she made before.

Feng took a spoon and tasted the two sauces, then muttered, "There is no difference between the two bowls, but..."

"Mother, but what?" Bo Beibei asked impatiently, hoping that Mother could give some advice.

Feng Shi thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "I can't tell, I always feel that something is missing."

Bai Beibei's phoenix eyes flashed, and she asked, "Mother, try it again and see if the taste of these two bowls of sauce is exactly the same?"

There is definitely a difference, because there is no essence fruit, if the taste of the two bowls of sauce is exactly the same, it means that she has succeeded and can control the amount of various ingredients.

Feng Shi tasted it again with her daughter's eyes full of hope, and after a long time of recollection, she said: "I think it is the same."

"Mom, is it true? You should try it again." Bo Beibei was surprised and delighted.

Master Rong said that kung fu is not afraid of those who have a heart, as long as she puts her heart into it, she can overcome the problem of being inaccurate about the materials. It seems that her hard work these days has not been in vain.

"I think it's the same." Feng didn't know what her daughter thought, she always felt that the sauce was not perfect enough.

"Mom, I'll make another bowl for you to try." Bai Beibei said and began to choose the ingredients for the sauce again. Feng's heart was bleeding when she saw it, but she also knew that learning cooking skills must be tried. It was a waste of a lot of ingredients, but fortunately, the tea shed opened by their family has customers coming to the door every day. Although the sauce is not good enough, it can barely be used.

Two quarters of an hour later, Bo Beibei showed the newly made sauce to her mother. Feng took a sip and said, "It tastes the same as those two bowls."

Because the light in the kitchen is not good enough, Mrs. Feng didn't realize that her daughter was a little excited when she heard her words. better?"

"Mother, put this aside first, and you can try this seasoning for me." Bai Beibei brought the first Qianzhangjie seasoning to his mother.

Feng Shi looked at the black and yellow soup in the bowl and asked, "What is this?"

"Master Rong made a special seasoning for burning thousands of knots, but I can't make it well, mother, what's missing?"

Feng Shi didn't taste it yet, but frowned after smelling it, and said: "This smell is so pungent, can it be delicious?"

Feng's words were tactful enough, and Bai Beibei smelled the smell a little disgusting, but she just couldn't figure out why it was so different from Master Rong's cooking with the same ingredients?

"Beibei, what ingredients do you use to cook this seasoning?" Feng asked.

"Pepper, aniseed, fragrant leaves, cinnamon..."

Bai Beibei talked about more than a dozen ingredients for making seasonings, and Feng frowned: "There are so many seasonings, and the taste of one seasoning will change if you don't know how much it is. It's not that easy."

Bai Beibei had a flash of inspiration: "Mom, you mean it can be done without so many materials?"

Master Rong also told her that day that it would be better if she could be innovative. She is lacking in portion control, but she also has her own advantages, that is, her taste buds are better than ordinary people, and she can also combine some modern food elements. Melt into dishes.

Thinking of it, Bo Beibei suddenly realized.

She got into a dead end from the very beginning, thinking about making exactly the same sauce as Master Rong's, but forgot her own advantages.

"Master Rong is a chef who came out of the palace. Even if he uses dozens of seasonings at once, he can make a good taste, but you are different. You have only learned cooking for a few days. How can this amount be so easy to grasp?" Yes, let alone you, it is difficult even for me to make a good taste out of these dozen or so ingredients." Feng Shi said.

(End of this chapter)