Chapter 208 Delicious Dried Fish

Chapter 208 Delicious Dried Fish

After leaving Zhou Yang’s house, when Zhang An passed the door of Second Master Zhang, he was stopped by Second Grandma Zhang.

"Xiao An, come here and I'll tell you."

Hearing this, Zhang An walked into the yard of the second grandmother's house.

"Master, milk, what's wrong?"

Secretary Zhang's wife brought a big bowl out of the house when she saw Zhang An coming in.

"I have dried some small fish in the past two days. You can take it back and ask Mom to fry it for you."

This big bowl is full of dried small fish. They are all very small, as big as the heads of chopsticks.

Especially the fried small dried fish with green pepper, which is what Zhang An has liked to eat since he was a child.

In that era when there was little meat and no oil was needed for cooking.

This thing is very fragrant when fried with a little bit of rapeseed oil, and the smell can drift out even if the windows are closed.

Not only does it smell good, it also tastes like meat when you eat it.

This kind of small dried fish is also sold by many people during the market in the town.

And the price is quite expensive. They are weighed in twos, which is not cheaper than meat.

However, if you talk about a pound of meat or a pound of dried fish, everyone will definitely choose dried fish.

Because this stuff is a big bag per kilogram, which can feed a family for a long time, and it is not the kind of eating that involves digging and digging.

So it is not unreasonable for people to sell for two.

There are many fish that can be used to dry small fish, but everyone generally likes to use small freshwater fish that do not grow very big.

They are no bigger than a finger, and the smaller they are exposed, the more delicious they taste.

So in a place like Changqing Village where there are rivers and ditches everywhere, it is during this period of June and July.

Everyone takes advantage of the slack season to catch small fish with a scoop and make them into dried fish.

For everyone, you will never spend a penny of the money you can save.

"My father has been fishing for the past two days. Why didn't you call me?"

Zhang An did not refuse the old lady's offer, but readily accepted it.

This is the old man's love for his grandson. If he refuses, the old lady will be heartbroken.

"No, your uncle Jianzhong went to fish them out, and then he brought them in a bucket, and I dried them in the sun."

Seeing Zhang An accept them, The old lady looked very happy.

"Xiao An, you should drink less alcohol in the future. If you drink too much, your head will feel uncomfortable."

Smelling the strong smell of alcohol on Zhang An's body, the old lady felt a little sorry for her grandson.

It’s not that Zhang An is not allowed to drink, I just want to let Zhang An have a good drink.

After all, everyone in the family, from the oldest to the youngest, can have a few sips, but when it comes to wine, drinking less is good, drinking more is harmful.

"You know, I'll drink less next time."

Zhang An naturally took the old lady's advice to heart.

Back home, Wang Fang cooked a bowl of hangover soup for Zhang An.

She just saw Zhang An drinking a lot, even though she knew her son had a good drinking capacity.

But after drinking so much wine, you will definitely feel uncomfortable even if you are not drunk.

Zhang An wasn't drunk at all, and he didn't like drinking hangover soup at all.

But Wang Fang didn't care so much, she just looked at him and placed the bowl in front of him.

What else can I do? This is all mother's love. Zhang An can only hold the bowl and hold his nose and stuffy.

In an instant, a variety of flavors are in your mouth, including sour, spicy, salty and astringent.

After watching Zhang An obediently finish the sobering soup, Wang Fang went to feed the pigs with satisfaction.

According to normal times, the pigs have already been fed dinner by now.

But today Zhang An’an’s family went to Zhou Yang’s house to help, so they came back a little late.

I drank a lot, and the sweat on my body now smells of alcohol.

After Zhang An took a cold shower, he returned to the room and fell on the bed.

I don’t know whether it was because of drinking or why, but Zhang An found that this bed was uncomfortable to sleep on.

The weather has been getting hotter and hotter recently. I didn’t feel it when I lived in a tile-roofed house before.

After all, there is ventilation in the tile-roofed house, so it won’t feel too stuffy.

Zhang An was having a hard time sleeping, and it wasn't until he opened the windows and doors wide that he felt a little more comfortable.

Listen to the sound of frogs coming from the rice fields outside the window, and feel the cool breeze blowing from the fields.

Zhang An lay on the bed and fell asleep quietly without knowing it.

When I woke up again, it was already bright and there was the sound of everyone talking on the road outside.

With his sleepy eyes open, Zhang An looked at the time on his hand and realized that it was already past nine o'clock.

Zhang An sat up and stretched. He slept so comfortably last night and felt relaxed now.

If it had gone like this, Zhang An might have stayed in bed for a while.

But today Zhang An woke up and got up straight away, because he was very energetic right now.

"Dad, Mom, where are you going?"

Zhang An looked at his parents carrying small backpacks on their backs as if they were about to go out.

"Let's go to the town to catch a show. Go early in the morning when it's cool and come back early."

Listening to his mother saying that he was going to catch a show, Zhang An looked at the calendar on the shrine, and sure enough, Come Sunday.

"Then you wait for me to wash your face, and I'll take you there."

Zhang An took a towel and toothbrush and prepared to wash up in the yard.

"We are going by carriage, so don't worry about it."

There are several carriage pullers in the village now, and they have prepared two carriages.

One specializes in pulling people, and the other specializes in pulling goods.

This kind of market day is the best time for them to do business.

It is no exaggeration to say that there are not as many cars on the road as horse-drawn carriages.

This is almost forming a unique landscape.

Originally, some people wanted to use their cattle to pull carts, but the speed of the carts was too slow.

The temperament of the old cow is like that. No matter how hard you drive it, it will always be slow, so few people want to ride in the bullock cart.

The horse is different. As long as the owner doesn't starve it, it will still run very diligently.

Sometimes, because the horse is running too fast, you have to tighten the reins to slow it down.

Hearing that his mother said to take a carriage, Zhang An gave up the idea of ​​going to the town.

Unlike others, Zhang An is not willing to go to the market. He won’t go if he can.

Because going to the market now is different from that in later generations. There are too many people.

The whole street is crowded with people squeezing in and out.

And today’s Daji is not like later generations, and the sanitary environment is relatively poor.

To put it bluntly, the criss-crossing roads in Changqing Village are cleaner than those there.

Wang Fang and the others usually buy whatever the family needs.

Zhang An didn’t go out alone at home.

I started reading in the yard with a book in hand. This is a new book I brought back recently.

The above are some things about forest musk deer breeding and scent extraction.

Before, Zhang An thought about going to Zhu Yuliang and others to ask about this matter.

Who knows that although they are in charge of agriculture, forestry and ecology, they have no use for these things, so they don’t know how to do it either.

But it’s not a vain question, even though Zhu Yuliang doesn’t understand this aspect himself.

But in the end, Old Man Zhu found some books on forest musk deer breeding for Zhang An, as well as a set of tools for extracting incense.

The books of this era are different from those of later generations. There are real things in them.

Many books of later generations have been cut out too much, and what you learn is only half a bucket of water.

Zhang An thought about it, and when he understood it, he pulled the Bohu at home to dig out the musk.

This guy hasn’t picked up incense for so long, so there should be a lot.

Studying time always passes quickly. Zhang An felt that it had not been long before it was already noon.

Looking at the time, Zhang An estimated that his parents who were going to the market would be back soon.

So Zhang An put down the book in his hand and started making lunch.

Zhang Anke has not forgotten the bowl of small fish given by his second mistress last night.

So today Zhang An fried corn and green beans, and also prepared to fry a bowl of dried fish with green peppers. Although these small fish are not big, they are not tiny either.

Zhang An picked them a little and removed the internal organs from the dried fish.

Although you can eat them, the offal is just bitter, so you should just pick it up.

When life was hard in the past, Wang Fang was reluctant to put in more fish every time.

So every time you eat, the green pepper and the oil at the bottom of the bowl have to be mixed with rice.

Zhang An took matters into his own hands today, so he let go and picked a full plate.

Rinse the small fish a little to wash away the dust they came into contact with during drying.

But don’t wash them too much, otherwise they will break easily. After all, these small fish have been dried and crispy in the sun.

Wash the small fish and drain the water. When the oil is hot enough, add it to the pan. Stir-fry gently until deep-fried, then pour it out and set aside.

Then stir-fry the minced green pepper and garlic, then pour in the fried fish and stir-fry together.

For green peppers, Zhang An doesn’t like to eat too big pieces, so he chops them into smaller pieces.

Soon, the aroma of green pepper and minced garlic was stir-fried into the small fish.

Zhang An couldn't stand the smell, so he picked up the chopsticks and gave himself two first.

"You are cooking. I was thinking about coming back to cook."

As soon as the vegetables were finished, Zhang An saw his parents coming back.

"Hey, where did you get the small fish?"

Watching Zhang An coming out with a plate of small fish, Wang Fang was a little curious.

In the past, I would get some at home from time to time, and fry some from time to time.

But then life got better and the family ate meat every day, and Wang Fang didn’t buy small fish for a long time.

“My second grandma gave this to me last night, and I fired it today.”

When I came back last night, Zhang An just put it on the table and forgot to give it to my dad. Mom said it.

“It’s been a while since I’ve eaten this little fish, but it tastes quite delicious.”

It’s indeed been a long time, at least more than two years.

After returning from Zhang An, the living standard of my family has improved a lot.

Not only are the vegetables in the garden delicious, but there is also no shortage of meat in the refrigerator.

So this small dried fish was suddenly forgotten by Zhang An's family and went to the other side of the mountain.

“I don’t think it tastes good now, it was the same before, I licked the bowl clean.”

This is not only a good choice for eating, but also a good choice for drinking.

People always like to recall the bitter and sweet. After living a good life, Wang Fang began to think of the hard days in the past.

After dinner in the afternoon, Zhang An ate watermelon under the tree, enjoying the coolness, feeling very relaxed and at ease.

"Brother, please teach me how to write my homework."

Xiao Yanzi ran over with two summer vacation homework books and asked Zhang An to teach her.

"Come Yanzi, eat a piece of watermelon first and then do your homework."

Zhang An handed a piece of watermelon to the little girl, then moved a small table and chairs from home and gave it to the little girl Do your homework.

This set of low tables was made by Zhang An after he learned carpentry.

The height is just right for the little girl to use as a special desk, after all, she comes here often.

Under the big tree, I watched the little girl do her homework seriously.

"Brother, how do you calculate this?"

Hearing the little girl call him, Zhang An tilted his head to look at the question she asked. The question was 35+26-41=?

In the second volume of mathematics in first grade, you should learn addition and subtraction within one hundred.

Zhang An is quite clear about the little girl's learning level.

She recognizes numbers within one hundred very clearly, and she has mastered all the contents in the book. Simple addition and subtraction are not difficult for her.

But with such a complicated calculation, she is a bit muggle.

Zhang An pondered for a while, thinking about how to teach her.

Because the questions the little girl just asked were complex calculations of this type.

After thinking about it for a while, Zhang An had an idea.

"Yanzi, wait for me, I will make you a little toy."

Zhang An said, and went home to find a pile of sorghum poles.

Use a knife to cut into small pieces, and then string them together with needle and thread.

No more, no less, a whole hundred.

This is what the children in the village will do in a few years.

With this, you no longer have to worry about addition and subtraction within one hundred.

“Here, Yanzi, my brother will teach you.

The first is thirty-five, then count thirty-five.

Then add twenty-six, Then count twenty-six more inside.

If you need to subtract forty-one at the end, then count forty-one.

What is left is the final answer you need. ”

Zhang An taught the little girl step by step how to use this calculation, and then asked the little girl to do the calculation herself.

Sure enough, after the little girl got this thing, she didn’t ask Zhang An again Problem.

All the worries were solved easily, and the learning difficulties were easily solved.

Originally, Zhang An wanted to teach her the vertical pose, but they haven't learned it yet. This should be the second time. What she learned in the third grade.

If she were to be forced to teach it now, the little girl might not be able to wrap her mind around it.

And many of the questions in this summer homework are a bit out of line.

Just like this one, it is obviously not a first-grade knowledge point.

With this thing, the little girl should count it carefully when she encounters it. br>

No wonder people say that daughters were better behaved when they were young. This is not without reason.

After the holiday, the little girl knew that she had summer homework, so she came over to see Zhang An even if she didn’t know how to do it.

If you were a boy, who would give you the peace of mind to do your homework at home?

After the holidays, we stayed away from home all day, living in groups of three and five.

Either go up the mountain to dig out bird's nests, or take a bath in the water.

Li Yaodu next door was educated by Zhou Lan every day because of this.

Several bamboo strips were broken, but they just couldn’t be repaired.

If Li Yao could be like Xiao Yanzi, then Zhou Lan would really save a lot of worry.

Sure enough, no one can stand talking about it.

As soon as Zhang An was thinking about Li Yao, Zhou Lan came to Zhang An's house to visit and talk to Wang Fang.

As soon as she entered the door, Zhou Lan saw two brothers and a sister doing their homework under the tree.

He walked straight towards the tree. The usually obedient and well-behaved swallow was already very popular.

Moreover, the little girl and Li Yao sat at the same table in the school, and Zhou Lanke asked her a lot about Li Yao's activities in the school.

Because of Zhang An's relationship, Li Yao respected this little aunt very much and obeyed her words.

So usually in school, when Li Yao is lawless, the little girl is in charge.

Now seeing Xiao Yanzi who was seriously immersed in his homework, Zhou Lan liked it even more.

I was thinking about whether my husband and I should have another daughter as well-behaved as a swallow.

"Yanzi is doing her homework, she is so good."

Zhou Lan came over and looked at the little girl doing her homework.

“Sister-in-law.”

The little girl also called Zhou Lan abruptly.

Originally Zhou Lan was just thinking about looking through what Yanzi had written.

But after some research, I found that the little girl had almost finished her math, and her handwriting was still so neat.

Compared with the calligraphy written by my Taibao, it is simply a world of difference.

I would like to apologize to everyone. Mercury has been retrograde recently. It turns out that I have been practicing Tom Yum Kung when others are Yang. Unexpectedly, I have suffered a serious illness in the past two days. I thought it was a small cold, but I didn’t expect to do it casually. I won the bid for a nucleic acid. I originally thought about coding last night, but looking at the computer screen made me want to vomit, so I will update the previous chapter first, and I will make up for it later.

(End of this chapter)