Golden Fishery

Qin Shiou took off his coat and left the woolen sweater, Qin's father said, "Don't take off your clothes, what should you do if you catch a cold in such a cold day?"

Qin Shiou pulled him over to try it, the flames licked the bottom of the pot frantically, the hot oil was boiling, and he could feel the rolling heat wave when he stood beside him, and he was sweating very quickly.

Five pigs picked ten loins, outer loin and tenderloin. This is a serious loin. The meat is delicate and tender, and it turns bright pink after washing. Mao Weilong cut it into slices and marinated it with seasoning. Will bring it over, it's for frying the tenderloin.

Roll the tenderloin in the starch and put it in the oil pan. Soon the meat slices will start to toss with the boiling oil, and then turn a brilliant golden brown, so that it can be fished out.

Qin Shiou fried two tenderloins in a row. Local pigs are active, have less fat and more lean meat, and produce more high-quality lean meat. One tenderloin weighs five or six catties, and two tenderloins fried two large pots.

The main meal is barbecue and stewed ribs, and the big bones are used to stew soup. There are wild vegetables that Qin's mother and Qin's father picked boredly in autumn in the ice storage. Pour in the broken bone soup when it comes out of the pot, the taste is the most delicious.

After the blood sausage is filled, it can be cooked and eaten directly. Tie the two ends tightly, put in one by one, and take it out to eat when it is full and floating.

The dishes were almost prepared, and Qin Shiou directed the soldiers to bring out boxes of baijiu, all of which were good wines, basically all obtained by Mao Weilong through connections, including Maotai and Wuliangye.

Geng Junjie picked up a bottle of Feitian Moutai, looked at it, and said in amazement: "Boss, you have such a wide range, these are all real Moutai, where did you get them?"

Qin Shiou pointed to Mao Weilong, and said: "Then his grandson's father is the second in command of Jinyiwei in the capital. Isn't it easy to do this thing?"

Mao Weilong slapped him and scolded with a smile: "Fuck you, what is Jinyiwei? Does the people's police know?"

Geng Junjie was immediately in awe. When he retired, his first choice was to go to the police station in his hometown. But after looking for a lot of contacts, he couldn't get the salary. In addition, his wife was sick and needed money, so he had to go abroad to work. I didn't expect that the son of the chief leader of the Beijing Public Security Bureau was among the people who were eating in the same pot.

Usually dinners and parties are held at night. It's winter now, and it's too cold, so Qin Shiou changed the time to noon, so that it would be warmer with the sun at least.

When we arrived at the restaurant, a big pot of spare ribs was brought up. There are also large plates of blood sausage, large plates of fried meat, large skewers of barbecued meat, and large pieces of pickled pepper pig skin scattered across several tables.

Qin Shiou took a bowl of soup and sprinkled it with a lot of coriander and wild onions,

The fragrance of wild vegetables mixed with the strong fragrance of bone soup, handed it to Geng Junjie and said, "Come, Lao Geng, try the soup stewed by the boss."

Geng Junjie was flattered, took the bowl with both hands, drank it in big gulps, wiped the sweat from his forehead after drinking, and shouted: "It's so cool!"

Qin Shiou was dumbfounded: "Damn it. Isn't it hot?"

Geng Junjie chuckled and said, "The soup given by the leader must be swallowed up!"

The adult men present were all guarding a bottle of white wine in front of each of them. Qin Shiou put the wine in two taels of teacups, stood up and said, "Brothers have been here for a long time. I have never held a welcome banquet. Assuming it's specially for everyone, come on, hold up the wine glass. It's done!"

Geng Junjie stood up and shouted: "Stand up!"

The remaining nine stood up together, held up their glasses and shouted, "Thank you boss!"

The voice is cadenced, and the training of the troops is different.

Qin Shiou beckoned to start eating, he picked a piece of ribs and started to chew.

Usually he doesn't eat much meat. Although Farewell Island is a town, it is the same as the big cities in Canada. People pay attention to the combination of meat and vegetables and the intake of coarse grains. Winnie has to plan what to eat for each meal, so he managed to catch a meal so that he can throw off his arms The opportunity to eat meat.

The taste of pork chops from native pigs is not comparable to that of fattening pigs. These pigs have been fed with unpolluted grass and even fruits for a year. The pork ribs are lean but not woody, and the stewed meat is fragrant but not greasy.

Wei Ni prepared plastic gloves, and a group of people were grabbing them. Qin Shiou picked up the wine bottle and took Geng Junjie to toast one by one.

Qin Shiou said: "When we arrive at the fishing ground, it's different from the army. We talk about mountaintopism here, but all the hilltops belong to me. For the first dinner, I will be the boss and take the lead. What happens in the fishing ground in the future depends on you guys." show."

A group of people slapped their chests loudly and said, "Boss, don't worry, what you say is what you say, our brothers will follow you wherever you point!"

They are very satisfied with being able to come to Daqin Fishing Farm. Their wages in December and January were paid on time. Although they only worked for one month last year, they also got a little year-end bonus. For wage earners, This is the most important.

Not to mention, the fisherman's apartments are all luxuriously decorated, and their homes are not as good. They can go to hot springs and hunt after work. Life is better than living in It's much cooler at home.

Geng Junjie said this, and finally said: "My brothers and I chatted in private, and we all said that we came to the fishing ground not for work, but for vacation."

"It's not so fun to go on vacation." The soldiers laughed.

Qin Shiou patted them on the shoulder and said: "I feel good here, so I can rest assured. Brothers, do a good job. You can ask about the old fisherman. I, Lao Qin, have nothing to say about my brothers!"

Geng Junjie said: "Don't worry about this, boss, I will take good care of these nine bastards for you. If anyone dares to be half-hearted or tell me that he is clever, I will definitely report to you. Such people must get out in minutes!"

"Yes, whoever is lazy!" The soldiers also shouted.

Qin Shiou nodded in satisfaction, raised his glass and said, "Come on, have another drink!"

Returning to his seat, Mao Weilong said with envy and hatred on his face, "I will also recruit soldiers when I go back. Grandma, I saved some money last year, and I can finally expand production this year."

Qin Shiou said: "As for your small farm, who do you hire? Can't you do it yourself?"

Mao Weilong snorted, "You can manage my recruiting?"

Qin Shiou laughed, patted him on the shoulder and said kindly: "Xiao Wulang, on your brother's territory, how dare you be so tyrannical? I find you are awesome."

He patted the table and said to Geng Junjie: "Tell the brothers, it's time to test their fighting power, pour me out on our young master Mao, if he doesn't fall, you will fall!"

All the wine Mao Weilong drank turned into sweat, and he said in horror: "Fuck, Lao Qin, you can't do this..."

Geng Junjie opened two bottles of Wuliangye and sat down. He smiled and said, "Master Mao, what's the matter, how do you start?" (To be continued.)

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