Golden Fishing Village

After finishing the business, Ao Muyang took Cheng Deming to visit old man Ao Zhisheng.

Cheng Deming brought a lot of thank-you gifts, especially for Ao Zhisheng, including Cordyceps, Ginseng, Polygonum multiflorum and other precious Chinese medicinal materials.

Ao Zhisheng was moved when he saw these gifts: "This is too expensive, I can't accept it, absolutely not!"

Cheng Deming smiled and said: "Brother, you saved my life, what is this little thing? And these things are not bought by me, they are all collected by me, they are useless in my hands, as the saying goes, a famous sword is matched with a famous general, these medicinal materials can only be effective in your hands."

Ao Zhisheng shook his head and said: "But they are too precious."

"No one is more precious than life, right?" Cheng Deming said, "I believe that with your medical skills, you will definitely make the best use of them and use them to save more patients."

This was a beautiful statement, Ao Muyang helped a few words, and Ao Zhisheng finally kept the gift.

Ao Muyang invited everyone to dinner in the evening. He had wild boar meat at home, and he marinated the tenderloin. After a few days, the originally hard wild boar meat was marinated and mushy, just right for a dish.

He also dressed up a pig head, cut two pig ears, and marinated the pig tail that he had not eaten before and served it to the table as a side dish.

Of course, vegetables and seafood are indispensable. The clams and snails he had pickled before were ready, and a plate of each was served to go with the wine.

The mackerel and fish fry were also dried, and pork and fish fry are a perfect match.

He made a dish of pork stewed with fish fry. There was a stove next to the dining table, and there was an iron pot on the stove. In the pot was fat pork, and Shaoxing wine, soy sauce and big spices were slowly stewed.

When the fat meat was stewed until it was oily and soft, put the fish fry in, and then everyone started to serve the food. Just keep waiting and let it continue to stew slowly.

Pork has fat, and as the lard seeps out, the fat moistens the fish, making the fish even more delicious.

Lard moistens the fish, the fish soaks the fat pork, the broth bubbling with water, the steam makes the meat and fish more distinct.

Lu Zhizi took out small pickles such as evergreen and sour and spicy dried radish from the refrigerator, and Ao Muyang went to dry-fry some dried fish and peanuts, and a table of rich fisherman's dishes was complete.

Looking at the boiling fat meat and fish in the pot and the wine and food on the table, Cheng Deming's eyes turned red.

Ao Muyang saw it and asked, "Grandpa, is this a bit choking?"

The old man waved his hand and said, "Not at all. I just remembered some days when I was a kid. When I was a kid, I lived in a bungalow with my parents. It was cold in winter. My father would light the stove and stew two pieces of meat with pickled cabbage and vermicelli..."

As he said this, he sighed, "Looking back, this was half a century ago, fifty years. How can time go by so fast day by day?"

Old man Ao Zhisheng stroked his beard and sighed: "Who said it wasn't? I think about it, oh! I dare not think about it, brother Cheng!"

Lu Zhizi added wine for them, raised his glass and said: "Come on, two elders, let's raise our glasses together, toast to the past and the memories together."

Cheng Deming wiped his eyes and raised his glass: "Okay, I won't go home until I'm drunk tonight!"

Ao Muyang didn't expect that the pot of food he stewed would evoke the memories of the two old men, and the meal later became a discussion meeting for the two to recall the bitterness and sweetness.

The age difference between the two of them is that Ao Zhisheng is ten years older than Cheng Deming. For young people, this is already a gap of an era.

But at their age, ten years passed in a flash, and the gap is not big. The youth of the two overlapped, and the memories also overlapped.

"The winter of 1969 was so cold. That year, many animals and people in our brigade were frozen to death..."

"Yes, that's right. I was working in the countryside in southern Yunnan and hadn't come back yet. In January 1970, there was a major earthquake in southern Yunnan. We educated youth formed a team to do rescue work. Because of our outstanding performance, we returned to our hometowns..."

"It was quite chaotic in 1971. There were many things to do. The brigade held meetings and studied all day long..."

"Think about it, it was nice for everyone to get together every day back then. It's not like now? People are so cold..."

The two old gentlemen sighed in various ways, while Ao Muyang was busy stewing pork with fish.

At the last moment of this dish, he added honey to reduce the juice. After stewing for a long time, plus the sticky honey, the oil in the pork completely melted in the dish and the soup, making it sticky and fragrant.

He brought the small pot to the table and said, "Come on, let's eat it while it's hot."

The pork in this dish has skin. After stewing for so long, the skin has become sticky. Ao Muyang took a bite without chewing. After the pork entered his mouth, the fat on the outside melted directly.

Mouth full of fragrance!

Cheng Deming gave a thumbs up: "Yeah, Xiao Ao, you are good, amazing!"

Ao Zhisheng smiled and said: "My student is definitely a talent. I have been teaching for most of my life, and I don't know how many people I have met. Among girls, Teacher Lu is the best, and among boys, my student is the best!"

Cheng Deming smiled and said: "Then you two are together, this is a strong combination."

Ao Muyang shook his head and said: "Here, the son of the village party secretary marries the daughter of the village director, this is a strong combination."

The dinner lasted until midnight, and Cheng Deming stayed at Ao Muyang's place. He originally booked a room at the Fisherman's House, but he drank a lot later and was really drunk, so he just stayed there.

In the morning, Cheng Deming slept until the sun rose, and woke up to wash up.

Ao Muyang smiled and said: "Old man, you got up early enough."

Cheng Deming stretched towards the rising sun and slowly performed a set of Tai Chi. While performing the Tai Chi, he said, "I slept comfortably here and got up late. Otherwise, I would have performed two sets of Tai Chi by now."

After performing the Tai Chi, he took a few deep breaths and said, "The scenery here is beautiful and the air quality is good. It's really comfortable to open my eyes here in the morning."

The sun was shining brightly. After breakfast, he went out for a stroll.

The environment in the village was good and the food was good. He felt like staying in Longtou Village for a few more days.

Ao Mudong's voice sounded outside at around ten o'clock in the morning: "Longtou, someone is looking for you."

Ao Muyang thought that Cheng Deming, who had gone out earlier, had returned and smiled, "Is the old man lost? Why is he looking for you to lead the way..."

He went out and saw that it was not Cheng Deming who came, but the man in camouflage uniforms whom he had seen twice before.

The middle-aged man was still wearing camouflage uniforms. He was carrying some fruits. When he saw Ao Muyang, he smiled and said, "Hello, benefactor. I came to thank you."

Ao Muyang invited him in and asked in surprise, "How do you know my home?"

The middle-aged man said, "I went to the dock and the fish market to ask, and found the village. I went to the village to ask again, and found you."

Ao Muyang was still surprised: "So easy? How did you think of going to the dock and the fish market to ask?"

The middle-aged man said a little embarrassedly, "Benefactor, don't blame me for speaking badly. You smell a little bit of the sea, and you are usually people who deal with seafood or sailing, so, hehe."