Going back to the old days of hunting at sea

Chapter 881: Three Thousand Yuan Bonus

"I just need some popcorn for decoration, and you can eat the rest."

"If you say it's not tasty now, don't fight with me for it later!"

Chen Hui quickly covered the pot to block the crackling popcorn.

He kept the secret with a smile.

"No way! I want to try one. If it tastes good, I will eat it." Chen Huihong said.

Others don’t know about Chen Hui’s cooking skills, but Guo Hongxia knows it best.

He immediately changed his tone and said, "I want to eat too!"

"Then I want to eat it too!" Chen Qiaomei also changed sides.

There was a lot of frying in the pan for a while.

Chen Hui reminded them to be careful and not get hit by the explosion.

He held the big pot lid up in front of him, stretched out the spatula and quickly flipped it twice, then immediately closed the lid again.

He shouted to Yuan Chuanfang who was lighting the fire, "Aunt, move the fire a little further out and stop it for now."

"Oh! Wow! This popcorn is really delicious!"

Yuan Chuanfang's surprised voice came.

When Chen Hui flipped the pot just now, a popcorn jumped out of the pot and landed on the fire.

It just happened to fall onto Yuan Chuanfang's apron.

"Hey! There's another one here!"

Chen Qiaomei quickly spotted the other one next to the stove.

I picked it up, blew on it, and then couldn't wait to put it in my mouth.

"The sugar is completely dissolved in it. It's crispy, sweet and delicious!"

Chen Qiaomei finished speaking to Chen Huihong and Guo Hongxia.

Turning to Chen Hui, he said, "We can't have lunch anymore. You must give me some to take back!"

"I've already told you that I only need a little for presentation, and you can divide the rest among yourselves."

After the firewood is moved outside the stove, the temperature in the stove can still remain for a while.

Use this residual heat to pop the remaining popcorn.

Chen Hui opened the lid of the pot again and slowly turned it over.

This year I let the remaining few burst, and in the end I had to give up on the ones that just wouldn't burst.

He took a small bowl, filled it with popcorn and set it aside for later use.

The rest was put into clean basins and let them deal with it themselves.

Clean the big pot and ask Yuan Chuanfang to light the fire again.

Put a large spoonful of lard into the pan and fry the processed mackerel pieces one by one.

The fried fragrant mackerel pieces were placed in the middle of the large round plate.

A circle of golden, sweet and crispy popcorn surrounds the edge.

"Chen Hui, you look like you have had a great harvest!" said Chen Qiaomei.

"This year is not a good year. The harvest of every household is not very good."

"Last time I heard from the village chief, several families don't have enough sweet potato rice to eat in winter."

"This dish is called Fish Valley Fengdeng, how about it?"

Just now, when Chen Hui was looking at the bare branches of the plum tree in the yard, he suddenly remembered a restaurant that he loved to go to in his early years.

One dish was dry fried fish fillet, garnished with popcorn.

Such an auspicious name for the dish.

The purpose of Chen Kaiming taking the county magistrate and others for a stroll in the village.

Chen Hui made a rough guess and decided to make this dish just to suit the occasion.

"Hey~"

Yuan Chuanfang sighed softly after hearing what Chen Hui said.

He broke off the dry branches in his hand and stuffed them into the stove.

There was a lot of chatter outside.

Chen Kaiming, the clerk and Chen Guobiao, along with several village leaders, have arrived at the door of the house.

"Qiao Mei, you look pretty good now, go and greet them."

Chen Hui also had to cook, so he immediately assigned the task of making tea and entertaining guests to Chen Qiaomei.

"How can I do that? I don't dare!"

Those who came today were all "big officials" from the county, and Chen Qiaomei suddenly became timid.

"Then go and call Uncle Xiaoqiao back. He's thick-skinned, let him go!" Chen Hui said. "It's too late now. Everyone's already here."

"Chen Hui, go ahead! I'll take care of the remaining stir-fried greens and dried lettuce."

"You're wearing new clothes, and you look more respectable than the rest of us."

"He is also good at speaking, which is much more suitable than us."

Yuan Chuanfang stood up from behind the stove and called Chen Qiaomei to light the fire.

He came over and took the spatula from Chen Hui's hand.

"Chen Hui, is dinner ready? If not, come over and make tea!"

"We didn't go to the village community. We just walked around the village and came here."

Chen Kaiming asked a few people to sit down at the tea table and shouted into the kitchen.

"Hey! Coming! Coming! I'll make some tea!"

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Chen Hui responded loudly and scooped warm water from the pot to wash his hands.

I found the tea that Wang Kunhua had given me before.

I took the cups and teapot and went out to make tea.

A group of people were drinking tea.

Talk about the last time we went to Yuankou Village and attended the completion ceremony of the donated bridge.

Several people in the county town felt that Chenjia Village did much better than Yuankou Village in terms of both village roads and ceremonies.

Chen Kaiming, Chen Guobiao and the clerk all had smiles on their faces.

The whole person looks very relaxed.

It can be seen that today's stroll along the village road was not in vain.

"Hey! This little comrade."

"I heard you're very good. Are the fish you catch in the sea the ones that come to your house for dinner?"

"Is this true? How do you catch this fish in the sea?"

We have already talked about most of the serious matters along the way.

Just give a few nice words to celebrate the occasion; too much praise and criticism is not good either.

The county magistrate looked at Chen Hui who was quietly making tea on the side and took the initiative to start a conversation.

"I'm a pretty good swimmer. I can swim for more than ten minutes even in the open sea."

"It's impossible for a person to catch a fish. We still need to use tools and some tricks."

Chen Hui said modestly, adding tea to the empty cup in front of the county magistrate.

"Young man, can you hunt?" asked another middle-aged man.

"His hunting skills are good! But they are not stable. Sometimes he works well and sometimes he doesn't."

“Although the prize money this time is several thousand dollars, it is also much more dangerous than usual.”

Chen Guobiao immediately took over the conversation.

"Guo Biao, your village should also train a few hunters for the next generation."

"Otherwise, when you are old, you won't be able to carry a gun anymore, and you won't even have anyone to deal with emergencies in the future," said the middle-aged man.

"What hunting activity?!"

When Chen Hui heard about the prize of several thousand dollars, he immediately became interested.

After chatting, I found out that the middle-aged man was from the Forestry Bureau.

A South China tiger recently appeared in the mountains of the next town.

Perhaps due to food shortages in autumn and winter, the poultry of several households have been injured as they have moved from the mountains to the vicinity of villages and towns.

Fortunately, there has been no case of tigers injuring anyone.

When the matter was reported to the county seat, a hunting team was immediately organized and they searched the mountains for a week.

Not a single tiger hair was found, and several chickens raised by the villagers were bitten.

The county reported the matter to the city.

The city arranged for a more professional hunting team to come down and set up a bounty.

As long as you kill this South China tiger before it hurts anyone, you can receive a bonus of 3,000 yuan.

"Do we have to hand in the tigers we kill?" Chen Hui asked.

“You don’t have to hand it in. You can handle it yourself.” said a comrade from the Forestry Bureau.

“I didn’t have time before.”

"Now that the village affairs are done, we will go into the mountains with them next," said Chen Guobiao.

(End of this chapter)