Chapter 10533
When he heard that it was rice flower fish, Old Suntou, who had never been too particular about food, his eyes lit up. He was talking to the people next to him. When he heard this, Old Suntou quickly looked over Sun Kui's eyes lit up as he held the plate in his hand.
Yang Ruoqing also looked over curiously.
I saw a very simple black pottery plate filled with red fish pieces.
The fish pieces are not only topped with chili noodles, but also glutinous rice.
Yang Ruoqing often heard Mrs. Sun and Mrs. Sun talk about rice flower fish, and their words were full of memories and nostalgia for this unique mountain delicacy.
Every year when rice is transplanted in early summer, a batch of fish fry are put into the rice field.
The fry grow up together with the rice in the rice fields, relying on eating rice flowers and other aquatic insects to grow.
When the rice matures and is harvested in the fall, the fish grow up and are fattened. For adults and children in the mountains, this time is the most joyful and exciting time of the year, second only to the Chinese New Year.
In the memories of the sisters Da Sun and Sun, the rice flower fish was the most brilliant light during their years of growing up in poverty.
In order to satisfy Sun's wish, Yang Huazhong once stocked fish in his family's rice fields.
As a result, the taste of the fish was far different from what Sun remembered.
Perhaps, this kind of rice flower fish is delicious because it is specially raised in terraced fields in the mountains!
Then the glutinous rice grown in the terraced fields halfway up the mountain and wild apple shreds with chili powder are used to marinate it with flavor, which is the real mountain specialty.
So when I heard that Sun Kui was entertaining me with rice flower fish, could Old Suntou not be excited?
Immediately, he put a piece into his bowl, took a bite, and nodded repeatedly.
“Authentic, authentic, this is the taste!” the old man praised while eating.
Sun Kui smiled and narrowed his eyes, his face full of pride and pride.
Sun Kui came to greet Yang Ruoqing again: "Qing'er, you can try it too, I made it at home."
The rice flower fish is raised in his own rice field, with glutinous rice and chili noodles. , soju, and ginger, everything is grown at home.
Except for the apples inside, which are picked from the mountains, the rest are all homemade and original.
“Okay!”
Yang Ruoqing responded and took a piece of rice fish and took a bite.
With this bite, Yang Ruoqing felt that the tip of her tongue had opened the door to a new world!
She had heard her mother and aunt talk about this rice flower fish countless times before. In Yang Ruoqing's opinion, the taste should be similar to the salted fish or dried cured fish that was pickled during the New Year at home, right?
Apart from the salty and spicy taste, that's about it.
But when she tasted the authentic rice flower fish today, she realized that it was all her self-imagination and wishful thinking.
The rice flower fish raised in high-altitude terraced fields is different first of all from the meat quality of the fish.
Glutinous rice from the mountains, the taste of wild apples, shochu and other things are brewed together. After being marinated for half a year, the fish meat is very delicate and plump. It is neither woody nor dry, neither fishy nor salty. It is unique. Delicious and lingering in your mouth.
Even the rice grains soaked in this soup go into the throat easily.
"Uncle Sun Kui, your rice fish tastes really good. I would like to ask, is this made by my aunt? Or is it made by some sister-in-law?"
The mood nourished by the delicious food was particularly pleasant, and Yang Ruoqing ate it. After finishing her bowl of rice, she wiped the corners of her mouth, and while Lao Suntou and Uncle Sun Kui were drinking and having fun with each other, she asked aloud.
Her question caused everyone at the table to stop talking and doing their work.
Ms. Sun Kui smiled honestly and looked at Yang Ruoqing, but hesitated to speak.
Sun Kui put down his chopsticks, pointed at his mother-in-law, and said, "We are responsible for catching and killing fish, and she will do the rest!"
The sons also nodded, "Yes, it was our mother who prepared it. Our mother prepares a jar of rice flower fish every autumn harvest." When there are distinguished guests, my mother will take out two or three of them and cook a plate in the pot for the guests. The last time I ate it was during the Chinese New Year.
The eldest daughter-in-law’s parents came to visit us for the second time.
This is the third time.
It is a great pride for Sun Kui's family that the rice flower fish can be praised by the general's wife.
Yang Ruoqing cast her admiring eyes on Sun Kui’s mother-in-law, but she said to Sun Kui, the head of the family: “Auntie’s craftsmanship is really good. If Uncle Sunkui and auntie are willing, there will be more time to plant rice seedlings this year. Put some fish in the rice fields ”
"When the autumn harvest comes, you will make rice flower fish. When the heat is almost done, I will collect it all and put it in my restaurant to add a special dish. How about it?"
Sun Kui The whole family was shocked by Yang Ruoqing's words!
Ms. Sun Kui even looked confused and had not yet realized what Yang Ruoqing meant.
As the head of the family and the upright person in Sunjiagou, Sun Kui naturally thinks faster than the rest of the family.
He reacted immediately.
He was so excited that he almost stood up. His eyes shone with light. He suppressed his excitement and said loudly to Yang Ruoqing: "It's rare that you like our rice flower fish! How much do you want?"
Yang Ruoqing After thinking about it: “Let’s try out a thousand kilograms in the first year.”
“If customers respond well, we will double it next year!”
"Okay, okay!" Sun Kui didn't even need to think, he agreed directly.
The fry of the rice flower fish are easy to get. When the time comes, the father and his son will squat by the stream in the mountains for two or three days and they will be able to get it.
Usually a dozen kilograms of fry are enough, and by the time of the autumn harvest, they can grow into thousands of kilograms of fish.
Lao Suntou smiled and said to everyone: "We will talk about the business later. Let's go on to eat. The food will be cold later."
Yang Ruoqing was about to say that she was full. She stopped eating, but the empty bowl in front of her was snatched away by Mrs. Sun Kui, who took it to the kitchen and brought her another bowl of white rice.
For people living in the mountains, they eat multigrain rice, wild vegetable rice, sweet potato porridge all year round.
A pot of white rice cooked like today is already a very luxury.
But Sun Kui was so happy today that he poured all the white rice originally left for his two grandchildren into Yang Ruoqing's bowl.
This made my daughter-in-law, who had been staying in the kitchen waiting on the stove, feel very uncomfortable when she saw this.
The daughter-in-law tried to stop her mother-in-law tactfully: "Mom, leave a mouthful of white rice for the children..."
Mrs. Sun Kui said to her daughter-in-law in a low voice: "This is our family's God of Wealth!"
"If you serve me well, our family will have white rice for every meal!"
" What do you mean? "
The daughter-in-law didn't know what was going on, and was very confused when she saw her mother-in-law running out of the kitchen with the rice bowl.
The son also followed the kitchen at this time. He came to help Lao Suntou scoop rice soup.
The son whispered a few words to his daughter-in-law.
When the daughter-in-law heard this, her eyes suddenly lit up.
"Dad, do these words count? Can the rice fish in our rice fields be converted into money?"
(End of this chapter)