Super Orchard

Chapter 229 Salted Fish
The surface of the small river was lower than the ground level, and the land on both sides just blocked the cold wind. The afternoon sun in winter was just right, shining on Shen Yangguang and Zheng Hao, making them feel warm.

As big fish were caught one by one, a layer of frozen fish was soon spread on the ice beside the ice hole, weighing at least several dozen catties at first glance.

Such a large amount of fish is enough to eat for a long time, and if it is stored for a long time, it will be stale. Shen Yangguang said: "It's almost enough to catch today, and I won't be able to eat so much if I catch it again."

After a while, Zheng Hao caught a big stupid fish, and said with insatiable enthusiasm: "It's okay, we can take it back to pickle the salted fish, and we can eat it until next spring without spoiling."

When Shen Yangguang was young, his family would also pickle salted fish, pickle bacon, and pickle pickles, and use salt, the simplest preservative, to preserve food for a longer period of time, but in response, the pickled food is really somewhat It was too salty and could only be eaten as a pickle.

Although the pickled salted fish is not as tender as the original fish, but when Shen Yangguang was a child, supplies were very scarce, and this is also a rare delicacy.

Thinking of the smell in his memory, Shen Yangguang did not urge him again, but continued fishing with Zheng Hao until the sun went down and the sky and the earth were dim, and the two stopped. A layer of ice that is neither thick nor thin begins to form.

The nearly [-] catties of fish piled on the ice were also divided into two parts by the two, and each of them brought home dozens of catties. Of course, such a large amount of fish was too much to eat, so Shen Yangguang prepared to pickle the salted fish.

As the saying goes, if a person has no dreams, what is the difference from a salted fish?In order not to be a salted fish, Shen Yangguang had a dream, and this dream was to be a salted fish.

In today's era, in Shen Yangguang's opinion, salted fish is not very delicious, but this is a childhood memory. He remembers that every winter, a lot of salted fish would be pickled at home and eaten slowly.

It gets dark early in winter, and after returning home, there is no light in the sky, Shen Yangguang opens the kitchen cabinet, and then starts to clean up the fish.

The pre-cleaning work of marinating salted fish is exactly the same as the daily cleaning of fish. The first step is to remove the fish scales. Shen Yangguang remembers that when he was a child, his mother would directly scrape the fish back and forth with a knife, and the fish scales could be cleaned easily. It will not damage the fish.

However, Shen Yangguang does not have such skills. He has tried it before, and he has been busy for a long time without any reason. Fortunately, he bought a special small brush for scraping fish scales at home, just like brushing shoes. The fish scales can be brushed off, which is simple and convenient.

The next step is to remove the internal organs of the fish. First, cut a hole in the belly of the fish with a knife, then take out the internal organs, clean them with water, and clean the gills at the same time.

Before marinating the salted fish, Shen Guangguang used a knife to cut a few knives on both sides of the fish's back, which is the same as cooking fish, and it is easier to taste the fish.

Finally, put the processed fish whole into a clean basin, and then sprinkle salt on it. Rubbed into the fish.

While Shen Yangguang was humming "I am a happy salted fish", the phone that was placed aside rang again, and it was his mother calling from Europe.

At this time, the salted fish is almost marinated, and it only needs to stand for a while before it can be hung up to dry, so I put the salted fish aside, wash my hands and start answering the phone.

"Sunshine, have you eaten yet?"

Every time Shen Yangguang made a phone call, Shen Yangguang's parents would basically care about whether his precious son had eaten and how he was eating. Shen Yangguang had long been accustomed to this, but he had been busy with pickling salted fish, and before he had time to eat, he said : "I've been salting fish, and I'm just ready to eat."

"Yo, our eldest son can pickle salted fish? That's amazing."

Shen Yangguang said complacently: "What's so difficult about it? It's a trivial matter. It doesn't matter if it's pickled fish, pickled pork or pickled Chinese cabbage. Isn't everything at your fingertips?"

At this time, Shen Yangguang's father's voice came from the phone again: "You boy, I even praised you and dragged you in."

Shen Yangguang continued to say proudly: "After the pickling is finished, I'll send you some. How about a taste of my cooking?"

Shen Yangguang's mother answered the phone again, chatted for a while, and began to ask: "Are you almost [-] now? Have you fallen in love with any girl, or have a relationship?"

Shen Yangguang was a little embarrassed. His parents had never asked this question before. Today, when he asked such a question out of the blue, Shen Yangguang didn't know how to answer, but he still said, "Now I have a girlfriend."

Shen Yangguang's mother originally wanted to urge Shen Yangguang to quickly find someone to talk to with a girlfriend, but she didn't expect her son to talk to one without saying a word, and asked in surprise, "What's this girl's name? How is she like?"

Shen Yangguang's father was also on the other end of the phone scratching his head anxiously, but the power over the phone was in the hands of his daughter-in-law, so he could only listen from the sidelines.

"Her name is Xia Yunxuan. She is from our county. We were classmates when we were in high school. Now she is a teacher in our village's elementary school."

"I went to her house a few months ago and met her parents. They are very nice people and have a good impression of me."

Immediately afterwards, Shen Yangguang's parents took turns bombarding her and asked about Xia Yunxuan several times. When Shen Yangguang was talking dry, his mother said, "Have you ever been to their house? When did you go to their house?" Bring the girl to show me? Ah no, it’s too far to come here, when will you bring the girl home, let’s go back and have a look together.”

Shen Yangguang's parents seldom go back to China, except that they planted fruit trees and earned millions in the first year. Their parents thought that they had done something illegal and disciplined, so they came back to have a look, and they never came back. , until I heard about the future daughter-in-law, I was anxious to come back and have a look.

Shen Yangguang said helplessly: "Okay then, I will bring Xia Yunxuan to our house during the Chinese New Year this year, and I will show you guys a good look at that time."

"Good good!"

"Come on, I won't send you the salted fish anymore. Come back and try it yourself. If it tastes good, you can take it home and eat it yourself."

"What salty fish is not salted fish? We are here to see our daughter-in-law, so you can keep the salted fish for yourself."

"..." Shen Yangguang was speechless for a while. Just now, his parents praised him for being able to cook salted fish. They also mentioned that they missed the taste of more than ten years ago and wanted to try the salted fish made by Shen Yangguang himself. , and threw the salted fish thousands of miles away. It seemed that the salted fish really couldn't turn over in this life.

After chatting for so long, Shen Yangguang's stomach was already growling with hunger, and he quickly interrupted his parents' conversation about Xia Yunxuan, saying, "I haven't had dinner yet, you all care so much about your daughter-in-law, why don't you care about me?"

"You brat, of course it's not as important as your daughter-in-law. Well, let's go to dinner!"

After finally hanging up the phone, Shen Yangguang breathed a sigh of relief. If it wasn't because he was hungry, he guessed that his parents would stop talking about Xia Yunxuan for a while. This shows how much the two elders are looking forward to their son's finding a partner. hope.

(End of this chapter)