The Life Through Books of the Salted Fish Family

In the evening, the villagers went to the river to fetch water and buried pots for cooking.

Several yamen servants were amazed as they drank the tasteless chrysanthemum water handed over by Yan Lao Er.

"Your method of burying the pot is exactly the same as in the army. Who did you learn from?"

Yan Laoer thought of his brother, but turned a corner when he got to his mouth: "It was passed down from the older generation, who knows which one it is."

The older yamen servant said: "This method works in warm weather. When it's freezing here, you won't be able to dig the soil."

Several yamen servants laughed.

It was like hearing some great joke.

Second Yan: ...

We are not stupid either.

"It will take a day to measure the land. We will go to Xiqiao Town to rest at night." The yamen servant said.

Yan's second son kept people: "We dealt with it at noon, so why are we having a serious meal here tonight."

A few yamen servants shook their heads with a smile, no matter what they said they would not stay and insisted on leaving.

A group of disaster victims who are eating relief food, they have the nerve to rub off on other people's food.

"Yan Er, do you use bricks to build your house?"

Yan Er: "Use it! Zhengchou has no way out, my brother will show me the way."

"Haha, let's talk about it, our Huju quarry, you really can't buy it without an acquaintance's introduction, the old man has been watching the six repairing side walls of the first place these few years, every stone is pulled out one piece at a time. Not much.

But there are no whole pieces, and the scraps from chiseling can still be sold in private. It is cheaper than using bricks. There is a brick-fired house next to the West Bridge, and there are not many bricks out. If you want to order, you have to call early. call. "

"Okay, I'll go tomorrow morning." Second Yan said.

"Just say you were introduced by Kuaiban Lao Li."

"Thank you bro."

The yamen servants pointed out to him the location of the quarry and the brick factory, and they rode away.

Yan Laoer saw off the yamen servants and ran back to cook.

He really wanted to keep those yamen servants for dinner, but they didn't eat them.

The fish that Qi Si helped to net in the river were all cleaned up by Qi's sister-in-law...well, let's make a "full fish feast" today.

Two braised in brown sauce, one steamed and then stewed in soup.

As soon as the fragrant rice comes out of the pot, the stomach will be drummed after stirring.

Steamed river fish is the fastest. The body of the fish is cut with a knife, marinated for half an hour, wild ginger is stuffed in the belly of the fish, some dried wild onions are chopped, and the water is boiled for more than a quarter of an hour.

The wild ginger in the stomach is not easy to waste, so continue shredding and sprinkle it on the fish.

Mr. Yan only had soy sauce in his second hand, so he poured a little bit of the hot oil on the shredded green onion and ginger.

For the remaining oil here, put the two fishes that have been cut with a knife and smeared with salt, one by one into the pan, and fry on both sides.

Dried wild ginger and wild onion continued to appear on the stage, but Yan Lao Er felt that he had no garlic on hand...

Have to say, it's a pity for the two braised fish.

Once the soy sauce and vinegar are poured in, the color of the fish becomes more attractive, and the smell of vinegar is quite domineering.

Pour water over the fish.

After the water boiled, Yan Lao Er didn't turn down the heat to a low heat, but kept the fire high to collect the soup.

Don't be in a hurry, his brother, his wife and three children are all sitting around the small square table in his house, waiting eagerly.

At this point, the last fish to be cared for by salt and pepper, cured, re-washed and set aside to dry.

During the waiting time, Yan Lao Er sprinkled salt on the two braised fish, quickly turned them over, so that the soup soaked the fish more evenly, and after a while, the two braised fish together came out of the pot with a fragrant aroma.

The thick juices from the pot are poured over the fish.

Together with the steamed fish, it was placed on Yan's small dining table.

Yan Yu served everyone a meal.

Honestly continue to wait.

Yan Lao Er has finished washing the pot, wiped it clean, and started frying fish.

After both sides are golden, turn the water to high and turn the heat to low.

The fish soup is not in a hurry, just simmer slowly for a while.

After he also squeezed into the dining table, Old Yan said calmly, "Eat."

The whole family was hungry, Yan Yu's face was buried in the bowl, and the chopsticks were nimbly jumping between the steamed fish and the braised fish.

The latter is more favored by her.

More food for her uncle, more food for her father, more food for her mother...

This was busy for Yan Yu, and by the way, he added food to himself.

The big brother and the big sister didn't use her, so they added another bowl by themselves.

When the rice is cooking, time goes by very fast. After a while, the fish soup is ready.

The milky white fish soup filled the last gap in their stomachs.

There is no one left to kill four fish extravagantly with one meal.

The little dog moved forward aimlessly, sniffling constantly.

Mrs. Cui pinched her waist with her eyes straight, and the big dog quickly dragged his embarrassing brother back.

Cui Langzhong chewed the jerky carefully, took another mouthful of porridge, and nodded.

Mrs. Cui thought that his food was delicious, and she didn't want to come close to hear him talking to himself:

"Fish soup is good, Yan Er can make it."

He thought that Yan Er looked like that, he had a playful smile all day long, and he was kind enough to hurt others, and he made arrangements for his wife's food in a different way.

Mrs. Cui misunderstood, thinking that he disliked her to save trouble, so she only made porridge.

"I'm still not satisfied with eating jerky for you, you're crazy!" She snatched the remaining jerky from Cui Langzhong's hand, stuffed it into her mouth in a big mouthful, chewed hard without spitting it out, puffing her cheeks for a long time just swallowed...

Cui Langzhong: ...

What's wrong with this? !

But Mrs. Cui is a typical knife-mouthed bean curd heart, so she waited for Yan's family to finish the meal, and she had the cheek to bring the jerky to discuss with Yan Er for some fish soup.

Yan Er: "What do you want to change? There is still half the pot left. Which one of our sisters will be with the other? Sister, hurry up and take it."

The siblings gave way for a long time, and finally Yan's second child won and poured a big bowl for Cui's family.

The rest were distributed to the Qi family and Luo family on the left and right.

Mrs. Cui turned around and sent a piece of ginger over.

The next day, Mrs. Qi stuffed Li Xuemei with two wild duck eggs she found from the reed beach by the river.

...

Yan Laoer asked other people, except his family, everyone wanted to save some money and build an earthen house for the winter.

After calculation, the money in the hands of each family is enough to deserve a brick house, but after the house is built, several taels of money will be lost, and they are always frugal.

On the contrary, it was the Qi family who had always lived a tight life, and this time they made a big effort to emulate the Yan family.

I also plan to order some brick and stone houses.

The three brothers discussed quickly.

The old lady of the Qi family didn't speak a word the whole time, just listening to her three stupid sons make the fastest decision in the stupidest way.

Qi Dao: "Yan Er said we have to grow vegetables quickly."

Qi Wudao: "We still have to find good wood to put beams on the house, and Second Brother Yan's family also has to use it."

Qi Si thought about it seriously, and said: "It takes a few days for us to smash the adobe. We are busy here and don't care about the other side. We should build the house quickly, so that we can work with Brother Yan at ease."

These words touched Qi Da and Qi Wu's hearts.

Smashing adobe is not a problem for them, but there is not enough time. If Yan Er wants to do something, what can they do if they can't get out of the house? Isn't it delaying Yan Er's business.

The three brothers thought it over and took the money from the old lady.

Mrs. Qi was very pleased.

If her three silly sons knew everything about learning from Yan Er in the future, she would have nothing to worry about.

Even death can close your eyes with a smile.

The cover, I spent two days to customize it for the time being, if you don’t like it, I will change it back~

In fact, I am not embarrassed, haha, I use the same method as others to prove that we are all aesthetics of the public, and I am not alone~

However, in my heart, I still hope to expand the readership. What if I change the cover to attract a large number of new readers? (*▽*)(*▽*)(*▽*)