Chapter 30 The eldest lady doesn’t know the sufferings of the world
Fu Jingyou has eaten soft-shelled turtles before. Although the taste is not beautiful and he almost never touches them again, there is still no problem in letting him kill soft-shelled turtles.
The only problem is that the process described by Lu Miao is very vague, and he does not say whether to kill the turtle first and then scald it with water, or scald it first and then disembowel it. Fu Jingyou can only do it based on his feeling.
He poured the turtle directly into the pot. The water in the pot was boiling, and the turtle was boiling too. He stretched his neck and fluttered hard, and almost didn't flutter out of the pot.
The splash of water scalded Fu Jingyou several times. Not to mention Lu Miao, Fu Jingyou himself was also startled and quickly closed the lid of the pot and pressed it down.
The soft-shell turtle pushed hard on the pot lid several times, and then suddenly there was no sound.
"..."
The kitchen was silent for a while, except for the sound of sparks crackling in the stove, there was no other sound.
Lu Miao suddenly laughed out loud.
Immediately afterwards, there was a series of clear and undisguised laughter.
Seeing Fu Jingyou's panic-stricken appearance, Lu Miao really laughed so hard that she almost burst into tears.
She thought nothing could break Fu Jingyou's always cold expression, but it turned out that he was also at a loss.
"Pfft..."
Lu Miao wiped away the crystal water droplets from the corner of her eyes, thinking about it and wanted to laugh, but Fu Jingyou suddenly turned her head.
Lu Miao immediately stopped smiling, covered her ears and raised her face, "I didn't laugh at you!"
"..."
Fu Jingyou pursed her thin lips and turned her face again.
It can be seen that he is trying his best to maintain a cold face, but unfortunately the uncontrollable blush on his ears and side of his face has betrayed him.
When everyone is embarrassed, Lu Miao did not dare to joke too much. He put his fist to his lips and coughed lightly. He said seriously with a face that was flushed with joy:
"Okay, take it quickly. Come out! Don’t cook it immediately!”
Fu Jingyou removed the lid of the pot, took the steaming turtle that had lost its vitality back into the basin, and poured some of the water that Lu Miao had stirred into the basin.
When the heat subsided a little, he took a kitchen knife to help peel the skin. As soon as he rubbed it with his hands, a small piece of skin came off easily.
Fu Jingyou was stunned for a moment and asked Lu Miao hesitantly:
"Is this skin removed?"
"Yes."
Now the turtles have ascended to the sky, and Lu Miao is no longer afraid.
Kneeling aside and watching Fu Jingyou handle it, she poked and prodded at the little bits of popular science, "The turtle always burrows in the silt and sand, and its skin is old. If it is not removed, it will not be able to bite."
Fu Jingyou nodded inaudibly and said in her heart:
That's it. No wonder it felt like biting a piece of rubber when I did it before.
After removing the outer skin, Fu Jingyou disemboweled the turtle according to Lu Miao's instructions. The stomach of the four to five kilogram soft-shelled turtle was filled with oil, which showed that it had a good diet in the ditch.
When the liver was thrown away, Fu Jingyou didn't care much. Until Lu Miao mentioned it again that those yellow oily flowers also had to be thrown away, Fu Jingyou showed a clear look of hesitation on his face.
It was difficult to eat oil. He only had two or three taels of oil coupons every month. Turtle oil was also oil. Looking at the yellow, full and shiny oil, Fu Jingyou felt that it was a pity to throw it away.
“Do you really want to throw it away?”
Lu Miao knew what he was thinking, and nodded decisively: “You really want to throw it away, the liver and this oil are the fishiest things on the turtle. , if you keep it, you will spoil the whole pot of turtle meat!"
Fu Jingyou had no choice but to compromise and put the turtle oil into the bowl with the liver, saving it for convenience and throwing it away later.
The soft-shelled turtles that were originally quite big would be cut off and discarded, and then cleaned up, leaving basically nothing but skeletons.
Holding a basin of "skeleton", Fu Jingyou glanced at the rice wine and various seasonings on the table and sighed.
The job of giving orders was so smooth that Lu Miao couldn't wait any longer. She surrounded Fu Jingyou and urged her sweetly, "Why are you still standing there? Come on, I'm starving!" Fu Jingyou continued to work. stand up.
Fu Jingyou was always skeptical about whether the soft-shelled turtle could finally be eaten. He was worried that he would disappoint Lu Miao. He lowered his voice and said:
"Didn't you bring peach cakes? Eat two pieces of cushion first."
Lu Miao shook her head stubbornly, "No, peach cakes are sweet. If you eat them now, it won't taste good to eat turtles later." "
Her attitude was so determined that Fu Jingyou couldn't say anything else, so he could only speed up his hand.
Quickly blanch the soft-shell turtle pieces and take them out, picking out the small oil particles that were not removed before. Fu Jingyou rinsed the iron pot, dried the water, and poured a little oil on it according to Lu Miao's instructions.
After the oil heats up, add the ginger, garlic, chili pepper, Sichuan peppercorns and bay leaves and stir-fry until fragrant. Fu Jingyou did not take precautions and choked on the spicy smell. He turned his head and sneezed three times in a row before he could calm down. come over.
Not to mention, once the spicy and pungent smell comes out, it really feels like that.
The fire in the stove was obviously a bit too strong. Seeing that the fragrant leaves were a little burnt, Lu Miao took the tongs and moved over to try to pull out the firewood. However, even if he held the tongs with both hands, he couldn't. A bit useless.
Finally, Fu Jingyou took the tongs, pulled out the thick firewood with small flames and thick smoke, and inserted it into the ashes.
“What should we do now?”
“Just pour in the turtle and fry it!”
As he was told, he poured in the soft-shelled turtle and while Fu Jingyou was busy stir-frying, Lu Miao was not idle and took a bowl from the broken cupboard with ease.
After washing, she blinked her clear and dark eyes like a deer in the forest, poked her little head and asked:
"Fu Jingyou, where did you put the salt and soy sauce?"
"It's on the table. The one in the small jar is salt, and the round-belly glass bottle is soy sauce."
"Oh!"
The kitchen table is against the wall from the main room. The salt shaker and soy sauce bottle are on the inside of the table and against the wall.
Lu Miao took the bowl over and saw the grease and caked dust on the salt shaker and soy sauce bottle. Her delicate brows knitted together again, and this time she was a little angry:
"Salt shaker You need to wash it! You need to wash it too! Fu Jingyou, you are so sloppy here! Everywhere is so dirty!"
"..."
Fu Jingyou was embarrassed by what she said, so he turned around and gave her the spatula, and then took the bowl from her hand. , grabbed the salt shaker and soy sauce bottle in one breath, "You turn the pot twice first, and I'll wash it!"
"No, you, you wash it quickly, you come back and fry it!"
After watching the video, Lu Miao was very interested in food and food creation. At one time, she also wanted to try it, but there was a loud explosion in the pot. Oil ideas always daunted her.
She felt really scary.
Fu Jingyou had no choice but to go and return quickly.
Lu Miao scooped a bowl of clean well water from the bucket, poured salt and soy sauce according to her feelings, and stirred it with chopsticks. She saw that the soft-shell turtle in the pot was almost fried and changed color, so she handed the bowl to Fu Jingyou:
"Here you go."
"Is this?"
Fu Jingyou looked at the water in the bowl, a little confused.
This little water is not enough to make soup, and it would be too much to thicken it.
Lu Miao pursed her red lips, "It's colored and seasoned, and the turtle meat is difficult to fry, so it needs to be simmered for a while!"
Fu Jingyou nodded, took the bowl and poured water into the pot.
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