Chapter 524: Little, little river shrimp

It's not that Seventh Cousin is meticulous in his work, it's really that a part of these two buckets of small river shrimp is too small.

The local variety of this kind of shrimp is not big, and the most mature appearance is not even as thick as an adult's little finger.

And now, these in the bucket, the big ones are close to the finger, but more dense and small ones, even with tails and whiskers, are only one centimeter!

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

Seventh Cousin absolutely cannot tolerate it.

Fortunately, Aunt Lianhua is quick in her work. Hearing Seventh Cousin say this, she immediately understood.

At this moment, she and Seventh Grandma sat on small stools, scooping out with a claw fence, while picking and choosing for the last time.

After picking and choosing correctly, they put them into a clear water basin on the side, waiting to be screened later.

However, this bucket had just been picked and chosen, and Tang Xiaodong and Grandpa Qi Lin came back with a bucket again.

Looking at this, they were all small white fish about ten centimeters! King Mimi and full of vitality.

The white and delicate fish scales shone with exceptionally fresh luster under the morning sun, looking very delicious!

This time, Professor Song couldn't sit still, and moved his stool and took a small knife:

"I'll lend a hand too."

Wu Lan quickly stopped him: "Oh my, don't, don't hurt your hand later."

Professor Song laughed, a rare pride rising in his heart, and at this moment spread his palms to show her:

"With this layer of calluses on my hand, whether this small knife can cut it or not is another matter!"

Isn't it?

His finger joints were thick, his skin was slightly dark, and the thick layer of calluses on his palms and fingertips was visible to the naked eye, which was indeed the appearance of having done hard work.

This time, even Wu Lan couldn't speak, just looking at him with slight admiration:

"You are all so capable, and you are still so hardworking!"

She is a farmer herself. Farmers have been farming for a lifetime, so it doesn't matter, but Professor Song in front of her is on the news!

According to reason, living in a big villa, having fame and profit, and still willing to deal with mud...

In Wu Lan's simple thinking, this kind of person is worthy of respect.

Professor Song laughed freely: "I have been working hard like this for many years before I became so capable."

"Besides, we eat and drink at home every day, so lending a hand now is nothing, I can kill fish..."

While speaking, he nimbly took a small knife and slid it gently on the fish belly. Before the blood surged out, his fingers flexibly reached in and scooped out the internal organs...

Professor Song considered himself, although he rarely killed fish, this movement was still very flowing and smooth.

But when he raised his head, he saw Wu Lan sitting opposite him without even using tools, just nimbly pinching the fish head of this small fish, and then two thumbs exerted force on the fish belly, easily pulling open a hole...

Seeming to notice his gaze, Wu Lan also raised her head and smiled shyly: "We country people clean fish, cleaning it roughly..."

Professor Song laughed dumbly.

At this moment, he didn't look anymore, but buried his head in his own work.

I don't know how long it took, but when he came back to his senses, the whole courtyard began to be filled with fresh and delicious fragrance.

That fragrance didn't erupt suddenly, but was a wisp, a wisp, at first coming with the wind, soon silently and domineeringly drifting throughout the courtyard.

By the time everyone noticed, every breath was that kind of fragrant smell from all directions.

"This is..."

Professor Song raised his head.

Just in time, Tang Xiaodong and Grandpa Qi Lin came in with buckets again, and as soon as they entered the courtyard, they couldn't help but shout loudly: "So fragrant, so fragrant! Smelled it halfway, almost couldn't lift my legs!"

"Fragrant, right?"

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

"I said the water in this pond is good, raising this kind of small fish and shrimp is very good! Didn't let Tantan sell it—you guys smell it, this small shrimp doesn't have anything added, just baked dry like this, this taste is also unique!"

"Later, put a few grains in soup, stir-fry, or cook rice, and you'll have to swallow your tongue!"

Speaking of this, he had to go back and watch the fire—

This kind of small shrimp must be baked slowly on a small fire, without water, without oil. Once the temperature rises, the whole shrimp will present a wonderful reddish-brown color.

Actually, because it is baked dry, it also has a little bit of black in the red, and the appearance is not good-looking.

But anyone who smells its fragrance, at this moment, will not put their mind on the appearance at all!

The small shrimp baked extremely fast, even if it was a small fire, Seventh Cousin quickly scooped out a bowl of the first cooked ones in the center. Then took a spoon:

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"Come, come, come, everyone taste the taste, I'll see if I need to sprinkle some salt later."

What are you waiting for?

Tang Xiaodong and Grandpa Qi Lin threw the buckets in their hands, and without a word, frantically washed their hands with soap, and were the first to line up in front of Seventh Cousin.

"Let me taste, let me taste!"

Two big young men, scrambling to open their mouths, like chicks waiting to be fed, their greedy appearance is comparable!

Seventh Cousin really prepared to save trouble and stuff it into their mouths with a spoon, but now seeing these two who can let go...

Eyes are spicy!

He had to scoop out a spoonful quickly:

"Reach out, put it in your palm, still waiting for me to feed you."

Then gave each a spoonful.

Have you all eaten instant noodles?

The old-fashioned kind that needs to pour seasoning packets in.

In childhood, when eating to the last bit of residue in the bag, it is inevitable to pour it into the palm, and some scattered seasonings...

At this time, stick out your tongue like a pangolin and lick and roll—

In short, the eating appearance of the two students, Professor Song simply has no eyes to see.

But—

"My God, my God, my God!

!"

Two big young men were about to cry because it was so delicious:

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

Seventh Cousin also asked: "Need to sprinkle some salt?"

However, the two in front were eating full of fragrance, the ones in their hands and the ones in their mouths, one happier than the other, and no one could answer him.

Forget it!

The little old man took back the bowl, thinking that this kind of insider thing should not be handed over to these outsiders.

Went back and tasted a spoonful himself—hmm, it's really fresh to the teeth! But it is indeed a little light, let's sprinkle some salt.

Also looked at the basin cleaned by Seventh Grandma on the side:

"There are quite a few big ones! Wait until there is enough for a basin, let's drain the water, I will explode the fragrance directly with oil."

Yan Ran, who was still conscientiously weighing by the pond:...

"These two, why did they take so long to send the fish and not come back?"

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

"Uncle, this is already more than three hundred jin, can your car take it away in one trip today?"

"Tantan said, if you can't take it away, forget it, we can eat it ourselves, let you not have a burden!"

Old Zhao:...

What burden? What burden can he have?

His only burden is why small fish and small shrimp are not willing to sell, ah ah ah! ===== CHAPTER 525 =====

His only burden was why the small fish and shrimp wouldn't be sold, ah ah ah!