Chapter 55 Spicy Crayfish with Garlic Sauce (please recommend and collect)
Zhang Tie put down his schoolbag, he was obedient today.
Just now, several children from the village came to ask him to go out to play, but he didn't even go.
"Brother An, why are we catching so many big shrimps?"
When he saw Zhang An catching a basket of lobsters, he asked curiously.
At this time, Xiao Yanzi told his brother first.
"Brother An said that prawns are delicious. As long as I am obedient, he will prepare delicious prawns for me."
Zhang An put it in a big basin and came with a brush and scissors. Washing shrimps by the well.
Zhang Tie also followed with a brush.
“Brother, how do you wash this?”
"Just take a brush and brush the mud off its body. Pay attention to the mud inside the seams."
After Zhang An finished speaking, he gave Zhang Tie a demonstration.
When Zhang Tie was asked to do his homework, he was not so serious, but he was full of curiosity about new things, so he washed them carefully one by one.
"Hey, Zhang An, why did you catch so many of these things?"
Zhang An took a look and saw that it was his uncle Wang from across the street, here to carry water.
Zhang An moved the big basin to the other side to make way for the old man.
"Uncle, aren't you greedy? Eat what you got."
"This thing has less meat and consumes more oil, so it's not cost-effective to eat."
Indeed, some people still eat it, but because it consumes a lot of fuel and doesn’t have much meat in a shrimp, it is not liked by everyone.
After washing the shrimps, Zhang An used scissors to remove the heads and threads from the shrimps.
It was getting late, many people were coming back from the fields, and more and more people were fetching water from the well.
Looking at Zhang Jianguo boy picking up crayfish, each of them said nothing, but he thought that life in this family was getting better, even picking up things that consume so much fuel and are not enough to eat. .
After everything was done, Zhang An went to the side and tore off a banana leaf, wrapped up the remaining shrimp heads on the ground and fed them to the fish in the ditch on the side.
So as not to emit a peculiar smell near the well.
Back home, Wang Fang has already prepared the meal.
Zhang An washed the pot, put it on the fire, and poured in rapeseed oil.
Also asked Zhang Tie on the side to peel some garlic.
When the oil warmed up, Zhang An poured the crayfish in and started frying.
This craft was learned by him later. When eating out, it is too expensive for others to fry and prepare it for you. You can save a lot of money by buying it at home.
While frying, I prepared condiments. If I didn’t have thirteen spices at home, I used other things instead.
More than ten minutes later, a pot full of garlic and spicy crayfish came out.
After Zhang An put the table, he started eating.
Zhang An taught everyone how to peel shrimp shells and how to eat them.
“I didn’t realize it before, but it’s quite delicious this way.”
“It’s delicious, but it consumes too much oil. I need to pour a pound of oil into this pot. Hey . ”
Wang Fang just saw Zhang An pouring oil, and she felt distressed.
“Mom, I don’t eat this stuff very often. Anyway, it’s enough to make a meal once in a while to taste it.”
But the two little guys enjoyed eating it and took a bite. After the bowl of rice was gone, Zhang An didn't dare to let Xiao Yanzi continue to eat. He had a stomachache from the accumulated food last time.
The third uncle and the third aunt came back the next day and took Xiao Yanzi back.
The little girl is quite cute when she is good, but it is too difficult to handle when she makes trouble.
Zhang An now understands why those friends in later generations prefer other people's daughters and don't like having children of their own. At this time, Wang Fang also came back from outside, carrying a bag of green Qingming vegetables.
This is what happened to her when she went to the mountain. She didn't bring anything with her, so she just carried it back with her apron.
"Mom, let's make Qingming vegetable dumplings for dinner tonight."
"I'll do it as soon as I'm done. You go pour some glutinous rice noodles out, and I'll make the noodles as soon as I'm done."
< br>Qingming vegetables are mixed with flour and made into Qingming vegetable daddy, which is a traditional Qingming solar term snack in Wumeng Mountain area.
Every year at this time, everyone will go to the mountains to pick the tender tips of Qingming vegetables and make them for their families to eat.
Children like to eat it because the Qingming vegetable cakes are filled with stuffings, including tofu mixed with shallots, stir-fried bracken and bacon cubes, etc., so they are widely loved by children. They like it.
I didn’t buy tofu at home today, so I cut into diced spicy pork and wrapped it with lard residue.
Changqing Village is too remote, and the nearby villages are not close, so these tofu sellers and soy sauce sellers rarely come to the village to do business. If people in the village want to buy, they have to go to the town themselves.
Only the occasional tinker, popcorn fryer, and grain harvester came regularly.
When Zhang An was a child, an old man who sharpened knives would often come to the village to sharpen his kitchen knives, but he has not been seen coming back in recent years.
I heard from the old man at home that the old man who went around sharpening knives for others has passed away.
Now every family in the village has their own grindstone. If the knife at home is dull, they will sharpen it themselves.
It was not until the next few years that the roads in the village were repaired and tricycles became popular, and the number of vendors in the village increased.
Those who sell fruits, those who sell snacks, those who sell steamed buns and steamed buns during busy farming periods, and those who sell ice cream.
Zhang An didn’t know how to make noodles, so he helped chop the stuffing.
Cut the bacon into cubes, chop the lard residue into small pieces, and stir-fry some chives together. The fragrant meat filling is ready.
When Wang Fang made the noodles, he put the arch-bottomed thin casserole that he used to make pies at home on the fire.
When the temperature of the pot surface comes up, start filling the stuffing and frying it on the pot.
Fry the Qingming vegetable cake until both sides are golden and exude the fragrance of Qingming vegetable, then you can pick it up and eat it.
Wang Fang mixed a basin of noodles and was able to make thirty or forty pancakes.
Zhang An was full after eating three. He baked the rest and put them on the fire when he wanted to eat them. When they were cooked, he could eat them.
In the past few days, people have been coming to Zhang An’s house every day.
Either a matchmaker nearby or an aunt in the village.
Everyone has only one purpose, to marry Zhang An.
The matchmaker wanted to introduce a girl to Zhang An, so that he could not only get money, but also increase his reputation.
The aunt in the village is much simpler, she just wants to introduce her relatives to Zhang An.
With Wang Fang’s expectation, I met a few of them, but Zhang An was not very satisfied with them.
Either he looks a bit bold, or he asked Zhang An how much money his family had when they met, and he must have spent a lot of money on the car.
Anyway, I haven’t met anyone who made Zhang An think it was okay.
Although Zhang An is not a person who cares about looks, everyone has a love for beauty, and if you marry this wife, you will live together.
Let Zhang An face a bold face every day, Zhang An doesn’t even have to think about it, forget it.
Wang Fang also tried to reason with Zhang An overtly and secretly, but every time Zhang An said, "I'm not old enough to get married yet, so I can't get the certificate, so I'm not in a hurry to give it back."
But in fact, among Zhang An's elementary school classmates, there are several children who can run away
It's not that Zhang An dislikes blind dates. He met his wife in his previous life on a blind date.
But the days after marriage are always a bit bumpy, and we often get into quarrels over trivial matters.
Since you can’t guess what will happen next, Zhang An doesn’t plan to arrange this matter in a hurry.
At least, find one that makes you comfortable.
(End of this chapter)