Chapter 158 Jealousy about the mountain
Chapter 158 Jealousy about the mountain
"Uncle, this fish basket is good. Let me use it." Chen Feng said casually.
Guan Shan took a look and sighed, "Okay, leave all the fish to me and take the fish basket."
"So grand?"
Chen Feng said in surprise.
This fish basket is not his water bucket.
【Copper fish basket/1 piece】
[Comment: This is a copper fish basket used by Heshen, the most corrupt official in history, and one of the items bestowed by Emperor Qianlong.]
A three-pound grass carp in exchange for a fish basket worth millions.
He made a lot of money this time!
"If you don't want it, give it back to me!" Guan Shan said depressedly.
This proud old guy doesn't want to owe me a favor!
No, it should be because I don’t want to be laughed at by the old man.
"Haha, yes, of course!" Chen Feng laughed.
Old Guan is generous, but he can't be stingy!
Chen Feng, who had gotten a great deal, not only poured out the carp and crucian carp, but also helped him clean, scale, and gut them for free, leaving out one carp for braising and a small crucian carp for steaming, and the other grass carp and carp for pickling.
The salt used is not the coarse salt that ordinary people buy, but refined salt bought at a high price.
Watching Chen Feng deftly scrape off the scales of the grass carp with a knife and apply his own fine salt.
Luan Shan opened his mouth, wanting to say that this expensive refined salt should not be used to pickle fish.
But he had to think that he would be the one to eat the fish in the end, and the salt was not his.
Well, fine salt is good, fine salt is very good!
After marinating the grass carp and carp, I hung them directly in the kitchen. Then I took out a bottle of peanut oil, a bottle of soy sauce, a bag of chili peppers, a bag of sesame seeds, a bag of ginger, green onions, tangerine peel, star anise, bay leaves and other condiments from my "bag".
Guan Shan was surprised and asked, "Why do you carry so many condiments in your bag?"
Chen Feng said seriously, "I went up the mountain a few days ago and roasted pheasants for lunch, so I still have so many seasonings left."
"Uncle, which one do you like, mild, medium, or extra spicy?"
Lu Shan looked at the seasoning and said, "Let's make it slightly spicy, just a little bit will do."
Take the kettle off the coal stove and replace it with a large iron pot.
When the iron pan started to smoke, Chen Feng generously poured a layer of peanut oil on it.
Guan Shan's eyelids twitched and he quickly used his hands to stop him from falling.
What is being poured out is not oil, but money!
"That's enough. Use it sparingly."
Throw onions, ginger, cinnamon, bay leaves, etc. into the oil, and smell the increasingly strong aroma of the oil coming from the pot.
Chen Feng shook his head and said, "Not enough oil!"
Guan Shan snatched the soda bottle away, fearing that Chen Feng would continue to waste oil.
"Haha, this is for you!"
Chen Feng smiled and added a spoonful of water, poured in an appropriate amount of cooking wine, soy sauce and a little bit of sugar, and put the carp in.
Wait a while, add some coriander, and you're done.
Guan Shan was sitting by the fire in the kitchen. When he saw the carp cooked by Chen Feng and smelled the aroma of green onions, he couldn't help but stand up.
"You have been planning to steal my fish basket for a long time, so you put oil, salt and sauce in your backpack."
Chen Feng poured the carp in the pot into a plate and cleaned the iron pot with clean water.
"You're overthinking it. It wasn't me who suggested going fishing today."
As for the mountain, my eyelids jumped and I immediately skipped this topic.
"I won't cook this crucian carp. The carp is enough for me to eat for a day."
Chen Feng was too lazy to move, so he put the cleaned crucian carp on the plate, and left him a plate of braised meat and a bottle of bulk Erguotou.
He took out a bag of small yellow croaker slices, a bag of peanuts, and three large sweet potatoes from his "backpack" and placed them on the dining table next to the stove.
"I'll put it in the cupboard. If you want to eat it, you can make it yourself tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."
"If you don't want to cook, just roast sweet potatoes and eat peanuts and small yellow croaker."
There is something surprising about the mountain.
Small yellow croaker is easy to get, as people in Tianjin used it to raise ducks. Sweet potatoes are also easy to preserve, as long as you have a cellar, but peanuts are hard to get!
"You are a very secretive kid!"
"Okay, stop showing off and go away."
"You damn old man!" Chen Feng cursed angrily, "You took my kindness for granted."
"Hey, leave the fish basket to me!" Guan Shan rolled his eyes.
Chen Feng ran out carrying the fish basket from Guanshan, in a good mood.
When Guan Shan saw the various seasonings left by Chen Feng, he couldn't help but smile, then he thought of something and cursed angrily.
"Chen Yuhu, you are so damn lucky!"
"God is blind, good people don't get rewarded!"
He looked outside, rewrapped the peanuts and small yellow croaker in oil paper and stuffed them into his pocket. He also put the braised carp, braised pork and Erguotou into the cabinet.
Only three large sweet potatoes were left.
He took out a pair of chopsticks, took a bite of the fish, dipped it in a little sauce, and held it in his mouth for a while.
The more delicious the food is, the greater the envy and jealousy in my heart.
"Oh, it would be nice if Chunming could be so capable."
It was past four o'clock in the afternoon when Han Chunming returned to Guanshan's house in a depressed mood, bringing his two cousins and a close friend with him, wanting to ask Chen Feng about the secret of fishing.
After entering the kitchen, several people gathered in front of the coal stove.
They were frozen to death by the north wind.
Guan Yushan sat still, just glanced at their fish basket, saw there were only a dozen small fish in it, frowned slightly, feeling a little disappointed.
"Little bastard, aren't you with Chen Feng?"
Han Chunming complained bitterly, "Master, please stop talking. I'm so unlucky today."
"We were only two or three meters away, but Senior Brother and Su Meng kept catching big fish while we didn't catch any."
"Later, my senior brother kindly gave me the pit and bait. I did catch some fish, but they were all small ones."
Meng Xiaoxing corrected him, "He didn't give it to us. He caught a big fish and didn't want to fish anymore."
Shan Pingjing looked at Meng Xiaoxing and labeled her as someone he could not associate with.
Cheng Jianjun's eyes rested on the several fish hanging in the kitchen, especially the grass carp.
Meng Xiaoxing and Meng Xiaozao were in the same situation, almost drooling.
Only Han Chunming was complaining about his bad luck. After an entire afternoon of persistence, he only caught a dozen small fish, which were not enough for him to eat alone.
"Then do you know where you went wrong?"
After Han Chunming finished complaining, he asked calmly about Shan.
Han Chunming glanced at his cousin and said nothing.
If his cousin hadn't been in a bad mood, he would have gone fishing with Chen Feng and maybe he would have caught a few big fish like Su Meng.
But he is not the kind of person who likes to put the blame on others.
It was his own decision to be with Meng Xiaoxing.
So, if you want to blame someone, blame yourself for being stupid!
"It's okay to know you're wrong."
Meng Xiaoxing licked her face and asked, "Grandpa, you can't finish all the fish, can you, uh--"
As soon as Meng Xiaoxing opened her mouth, Han Chunming knew something was wrong.
As soon as this cousin took off her pants, he knew what was going to happen.
"This is my master!"
Meng Xiaoxing widened her eyes. Since he was the master, shouldn’t he give some fish to his apprentice?
In the countryside, the master eats the meat and the apprentice drinks the soup!
Guan Yushan looked at the two of them calmly, then raised his hand and pointed at the door.
"gun!"
Han Chunming smiled and apologized: "Master, she is just a greedy person and has no manners. Please don't bother with her."
He pulled Meng Xiaoxing out, and Meng Xiaozao and Cheng Jianjun followed.
After a long while, he finally uttered a word about the mountain.
"A sin!"
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