A good time for farming through the ages

Chapter 324 [324] One fish, two meals

Their city X is a land of fish and rice in southern Henan Province. Foods such as stewed radish meat, glutinous rice cakes, large intestine soup, Nanwan fish, and duck are all things she has heard of in later generations, but if you ask her to cook, she may not know all of them. She can make it, but she still knows how to make the flour-based noodles from their L city, paired with egg-filled pancakes.

Just making a vegetarian dish is a bit of a bad hospitality, so why not serve it with a stewed radish meat?

Thinking about it this way, Zhuo Lin asked Tan Zhen, "Then what taboos do you have?"

Tan Zhen said with a smile: "No, I'm not picky, you can do whatever you want."

Zhuo Lin thought for a while: "Success, but now I need to go to the vegetable market to buy some ingredients."

"Okay, I'll go with you, and I'll take you in your car?"

When Tan Zhen came out, he was wearing casual clothes. The unit had a bicycle, but he didn't plan to ride it, and Zhuo Lin didn't think too deeply about it, so she agreed.

"Okay, then please give me a ride."

Tan Zhen couldn't wish for it. He got on the car as soon as he took a step with his long legs. However, when he pedaled the bicycle, he realized that his imagination was very beautiful, and the reality was skinny. The little girl didn't take his waist at all, and she supported the back seat by herself. , and keep a certain distance from him.

Thinking that the child is still young, Tan Zhen feels regretful, but she is still very happy. She is wary of him, which means that it is the same with other boys. Such girls are more self-respecting, and they are good and well-educated girls.

How did Zhuo Lin know that someone had already thought so much about subtle movements?
It's a pity that it was a little late to go to the vegetable market, and I couldn't buy pork belly, said the butcher.

"This pork belly is the most sought-after. When I set up the stall at six o'clock in the morning, it was gone. Look, there is only lean meat left. Why don't you choose some lean meat?"

Zhuo Lin looked at Tan Zhen and explained: "The meat of braised canned meat must be selected from high-quality pork belly. If lean meat is used, it is not stewed canned meat. Or...can you eat spicy food? I will cook Sichuan cuisine for you eat?"

"You know how to cook Sichuan cuisine? My comrade-in-arms in Sichuan Province eats with chili peppers every day. I always feel that our food is tasteless. His mother will mail him the unique pickles in Sichuan Province every once in a while, but said To be honest, it tastes really good."

"Our kimchi in Sichuan Province has been passed down for many years. They are all made with old soup. The taste is definitely not comparable to that of ordinary people. I will, but there is absolutely no authentic Sichuan people who make authentic ones, but you can try it. Come on, how about we eat pickled fish?"

Tan Zhen looked at her with a smile: "To eat pickled fish, you must have pickled cabbage first?"

"Yes, coincidentally, not only do I have it, but I also marinate it myself. Stewed fish with sauerkraut in an iron pot, and put a few cornmeal pancakes on it. What do you think?"

Tan Zhen nodded in response: "The guest is up to the owner, I really eat anything, I don't pick."

Because there were a lot of big carp and grass carp at the fish stall, Zhuo Lin thought for a while and bought a big grass carp weighing three to four catties, then pointed to the head of the fish and said to him.

"It doesn't matter if you get angry after eating today. The fish head will be chopped pepper for you, and the fish body will be sliced ​​into sauerkraut fish. This is called one fish and two meals."

The fishmonger kills the fish neatly. Grass carp costs [-] cents per catty, and [-] catties of fish add up to only [-] cents.

There is no firewood at home, and coal balls are used. Because the fish still needs to be sliced, she first made the fish head with chopped peppers. When stewing the fish head, she carefully prepared the fish fillets. The two pots of fish need to be stewed, and the pot is small, so she is afraid of pancakes Not enough, so pancakes were posted on both pans.

When Zhuo Lin was cooking, Tan Zhen was not idle, not only helping to wash and choose the laundry, but also chatting with her, and at the same time not forgetting to observe the small courtyard where she lived.

"This small courtyard is not bad, the size is just right, are you alone? Is it unsafe?"

(End of this chapter)