Song Tan's Notes

It's not that Seventh Cousin is meticulous in his work, it's because some of the small river prawns in the two buckets are really too small.

Their local prawns are not big in size, and the most mature ones are not even as thick as an adult's little finger.

But now, among the ones in the bucket, the big ones are close to the fingertips, but there are more densely packed small ones, even the tails and whiskers are only one centimeter long!

If the big and the small are put into the pot together, the heat will be in a mess, right?

Seventh Cousin can't bear it.

Fortunately, Aunt Lianhua was quick at work, so she immediately understood what Seven Cousin said.

Right now, I'm sitting on a small bench with Seventh Grandma, fishing out claw by claw, picking for the last time while fishing.

After the selection is correct, it will be placed in a clear water basin aside, and will be sieved later.

However, just after picking this bucket, Tang Xiaodong and Qi Lin came back carrying another bucket.

This time, I saw that there were small white fish about ten centimeters inside!Dense and full of vitality.

The white and delicate fish scales shone extraordinarily vividly under the sunlight in the morning, and it was delicious to look at!

At this moment, Professor Song couldn't sit still anymore, so he just moved a stool and came over with a knife:

"I'll help, too."

Ulan hurriedly stopped him: "Oh, don't, don't hurt your hands later."

Professor Song laughed, a rare pride welled up in his heart, and now he spread out his palms for her to see:
"As far as I have calluses on my hands, it doesn't matter if I cut them with a knife or not!"

Can't you?
His knuckles are thick, his skin is slightly dark, and a thick layer of calluses can be seen with the naked eye on the palms of his fingers. He really looks like he has done hard work.

Now, Ulan was speechless, and just looked at him with a little admiration:
"You are all so capable, and you still work so hard!"

She is a farmer herself, and it doesn't matter if a farmer has been farming all her life, but Professor Song in front of her has been in the news!

Ordinarily, those who live in a big villa want to be famous and profitable, and they are willing to deal with mud...

In Ulan's simple mind, this kind of person is worthy of respect.

Professor Song smiled freely: "I have worked so hard for many years before I am so capable."

"Besides, we eat and drink at home every day, and now it's nothing to help, I can kill fish..."

While talking, he nimbly slid the knife on the belly of the fish, and before the blood gushed out, his fingers nimbly poked in and pulled out the internal organs...

Professor Song thinks that although he seldom kills fish, his movements are smooth and smooth.

But when he raised his head, he saw that Ulan, who was sitting across from him, didn't even use any tools. He simply pinched the head of the little fish, and then pressed his two thumbs slightly on the belly of the fish. Easily tore a hole...

As if aware of his gaze, Ulan raised his head and smiled shyly: "We country people clean up the fish in a rough way..."

Professor Song couldn't help laughing.

At this moment, I simply stopped watching, but buried myself in my own work.

I don't know how long it took, but when he came back to his senses, the whole yard began to be filled with a delicious aroma.

The fragrance did not burst out suddenly, but wisps and wisps. At first it came along with the wind, and soon it drifted silently and domineeringly throughout the yard.

When everyone realizes, every breath is full of the kind of fragrance that covers the head and covers the face in all directions.

"This is……"

Professor Song raised his head.

It happened that Tang Xiaodong and Qi Lin came in with buckets again, and they couldn't help shouting loudly as soon as they entered the yard: "It smells so good, it smells so good! I smelled it halfway, I almost couldn't move my legs!"

"Scent?"

Seventh Cousin stood at the door of the kitchen, his face full of pride:

"I just said that the water in this pond is good, and it is very good to raise this kind of small fish and shrimp! I am not willing to let Tan Tan sell it-you smell it, this shrimp is dried like this without putting anything, it smells like this It’s also dead!”

"Go back and make soup, stir-fry vegetables and put a few grains on it, so you can't swallow it all with your tongue?"

With that said, he hurried back to stare at the fire——

This kind of small shrimp has to be baked slowly with low heat, without water or oil.Together with the temperature, the whole shrimp will take on a wonderful reddish-brown color.

In fact, because it is dried, there is still a little bit of black in the red, which is not good-looking in terms of appearance.

But whoever smells its fragrance will not pay attention to the appearance at all at the moment!

The shrimps are roasted very quickly, even with a low heat, Seventh Cousin will quickly put out a bowl of the first cooked ones in the center.Then took a spoon:

"Come, come, let's taste it, and I'll see if I need to add some salt."

What are you waiting for?
Tang Xiaodong and Qi Lin threw the buckets in their hands, soaped and rubbed their hands without saying anything, and then lined up in front of Seventh Cousin.

"I'll try it, I'll try it!"

The two young men are scrambling to be the first to open their mouths, like chicks waiting to be fed, they look like they are greedy!
Cousin Seven was really planning to stuff them in their mouths with a spoon, but now that they are willing to let go...

Spicy eyes!
He had to quickly scoop out a spoonful:

"Stretch out your hand, put it in your palm, and wait for me to feed you."

Then each person gave a spoon.

……

Have you ever eaten instant noodles?
The old-fashioned instant noodles that need to be poured into the seasoning.

When I was a child, when there was only a little residue in the bag at the end of the meal, it was inevitable to pour it into the palm, and there were some scattered seasonings...

At this time, like a pangolin, it sticks out its tongue and licks it——

In short, Professor Song couldn't see how the two students were eating.

but--

"Oh my god, my god!!!"

The two old men were so delicious that they were about to cry:

"Why is it so fresh? Why is it so fresh? Is this the taste of small river prawns?"

Seventh Cousin also asked: "Do you want to sprinkle some salt?"

However, the two in front of them were full of delicious food, with the food in their hands and the food in their mouths, one weight was more happiness than the other, none of them cared about answering him at all.

Got it!
The little old man took the bowl back, thinking that this kind of professional work should not be entrusted to these laymen.

When I went back, I took a spoonful and tasted it myself-well, it was really fresh!But it is indeed a little bit weak, let's sprinkle some salt.

I can save a plate for noon later to make a salt and pepper small river prawn.

Then he looked at the pot that Grandma Seven had packed up next to her:
"There are quite a few of these big ones! Let's make up a pot later, let's drain the water too, I'll fry it in oil and fry it until fragrant."

Yan Ran, who was still working diligently by the pond: ...

"These two, why did you give me a fish and didn't come back for so long?"

She looked at the sun in the sky, and then at the record in her hand:

"Uncle, it weighs more than 300 kilograms. Can your car be taken away today?"

"Tan Tan said, it's fine if you can't pull it away, we can eat it ourselves, so don't worry about it!"

Old Zhao: ...

What burden?What burden can he have?

His only burden is why Xiaoyu Xiaoxia refuses to sell it!
I've been drowsy a lot lately, and I have to make up for those who haven't slept well in the past few years.

good night!

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