Going back to the old days of hunting at sea

Chapter 840 Reading more is still useful
"We were short of a few kinds just now, but now we have enough." Chen Hui said with a smile.

"Never mind, I've got it anyway."

"Chen Awang never came to thank you for that matter, so this isn't worth much, so just keep it and eat it."

After Li Lanhua finished speaking, she put the big pumpkin into Chen Hui's hand and turned away.

"Grandma Orchid, you really don't need that!"

"We don't usually cook very many meals, it would be a shame if such a big kid got sick from eating."

Li Lanhua has a large family.

The little harvest from the fields is barely enough for me to eat.

Chen Hui chased her with the big pumpkin all the way to the uphill intersection, and after a lot of persuasion, he finally convinced her to take the pumpkin back.

Just breathed a sigh of relief.

Wang Dongliang, who lived next door to Li Lanhua, also came over carrying a bag of white radishes.

"Grandma Lanhua, tell Aunt Dongliang that there's no need for it! It's true!"

Chen Hui shouted loudly and waved at them.

Li Lanhua and Wang Dongliang chatted with each other for a few words.

Li Lanhua left with the pumpkin, while Wang Dongliang stayed behind with the bag.

Chen Hui couldn't resist and took two white radishes from the bag.

When I got home, I heard that Wang Hongmei had left her things and gone back, so I hurriedly turned around and closed the door.

"Chen Hui, what's wrong with you? Why are you closing the door in broad daylight?"

Huang Xiu Lian had been lighting a fire in the kitchen and just came out of it.

Seeing that Chen Hui had pushed all the latches on the door, he asked with a puzzled look on his face.

“I always feel like someone will come later.”

As soon as Chen Hui finished speaking, a voice calling him came from outside the door.

Chen Hui didn't respond, but listened attentively by the door.

The person outside the door shouted a few times, muttered, "The light is on, why isn't he home?" and left.

"You are quite popular in the village now."

"People know that there is a shortage of food at home, so many people are sending it to you."

"If your aunt knew, her face would burst with laughter."

Wu Shuisheng was watching the fun from the side and couldn't help laughing.

"Hey!"

Chen Hui sighed softly.

"It's not that I like him, I just think he's doing well and want to get close to him."

"Let's get familiar with them. If there's any opportunity to make money, Chen Hui might remember them."

"All he wants is a few dishes. We can afford it if our family eats less. The cost of this approach is very low."

"If you want to order something good, fewer people will come."

As Wang Xianzhi spoke, he blew on the tea and took a sip.

Wang Xianyong beside him patted him on the shoulder and said, "Why are you talking so much? Are you the only one who is being criticized?"

"Ah, brother, he's not the kind of person who is too stingy to listen to the truth."

"If you don't believe me, ask him. I think he knows it very well." Wang Xianzhi pointed at Chen Hui and said.

Guo Hongxia is still working at home. Some words are too clear and always hurtful.

Chen Hui smiled and didn't respond.

There was another knock on the door.

A few people saw that Chen Hui was not prepared to deal with it, so they pretended not to hear it.

It’s time to drink tea, drink tea; it’s time to chat, chat.

Chen Hui had fried the garlic sauce, and the chicken soup in the casserole was almost soft.

This pot is very big, and there is still half space left after cooking a chicken.

Chen Hui directly used it as hot pot.

He came out with a casserole and asked, "We are ready to start the fire. Should we bake or boil first?"

"Isn't it like this, cooking on the left and grilling on the right?" asked He Juanjuan.

"Chen Hui, the big conch hasn't been processed yet?" Li Yanhong asked, pointing at the water tank.

"That's quick, I'll take care of it right away."

Chen Hui said as he placed the large casserole on the small stove on the grill. He lit the fire on the left and then the charcoal on the right.

"We'll grill some oysters, ribs, and pork belly first, and you guys can take care of it later."

Chen Hui said loudly.

Spread the garlic sauce on the oysters and grill them in their shells.

Then put the skewered pork belly and ribs on it.

"I can do this. I know when to turn it over. Leave it to me!" Huang Wenqian said proactively.

"You're a girl who has never touched vegetable washing water with your fingers, how can you do this?"

He Juanjuan expressed disbelief.

"You know the Maillard reaction, right? It's good when this reaction occurs." Huang Wenqian said.

"This word is so advanced, we really didn't know it."

"Then I'll leave this to you. I'll go get the quail snails."

Chen Hui said something supportive and walked to the other side to deal with the conch.

The adults gathered around the stove naturally started talking about Huang Wenqian's studies.

I wonder how she, a senior high school student, has time to go and play for a whole day.

"She ranked third in the county this time. I asked her to grant me a wish, and she insisted on coming to play with us."

"It's not good for a child to study all the time, so I took her out to relax for a day."

Huang Xiu Lian talked about this.

There is a sense of pride that "the Huang family is finally going to have a promising student."

"Huang Wenqian, the pork belly is almost done. Turn it over and see if it has been rubbed?"

Chen Hui just took the largest snail meat out of the shell of the quail snail.

Counting the time, shouting to remind her.

"That's called Maillard. There's no such thing as Maillard."

Huang Wenqian was very persistent, but she still did as Chen Hui said and turned the skewers over.

The side that was roasting over the charcoal fire was sizzling with oil.

The color has obviously turned brown, and it will burn if baked further.

"Qianqian, let me teach you a word, 'paper talk'," He Juanjuan joked.

The onlookers all laughed happily.

"Huang Wenqian, remember to turn over the other skewers as well."

Chen Hui smiled and reminded her a few more times, which made Huang Wenqian so angry that she stomped her feet.

"I cut a snail out, you guys try it first."

“The snails today are a bit big, and we can’t finish eating them all.

"I'll blanch the rest later, and Sister Yanhong can take it back and blanch it in chicken soup or stir-fry it. It's both delicious."

"Just don't cook it for too long. If it's overcooked, it'll be harder than the sole of a leather shoe and you won't be able to chew it."

As Chen Hui spoke, he brought over the sliced ​​snail meat.

They each picked up a slice, put it into the bubbling chicken soup, blanched it quickly and handed it over.

"Delicious! Fresh and crispy!" said Li Yanhong.

"Juanjuan, what do you think?"

Huang Xiulian looked at He Juanjuan.

He Juanjuan took a bite, nodded and said, "I think it's good."

"I don't think it's as delicious as the last time. The crust is very beautiful. I'll take it back and put it in a flower pot." Huang Xiu Lian said.

"What other delicious food have you eaten? Tell us about it," asked Wang Xianzhi.

While eating, Huang Xiu Lian and He Juan Juan recalled the past few times they had come to Chen Hui's house for dinner.

Wang Xianzhi asked what was the most delicious thing they had eaten, which stumped them both.

They think this light and fresh boiled seafood is delicious.

They also thought the seafood in rich sauce was delicious.

The sashimi still makes me drool just thinking about it.

"I can't choose, there are too many! Chen Hui always comes up with something different every time."

"Like this grilled ribs, his family has made it several times, and the taste is a little different every time."

(End of this chapter)