Life in a quiet village in Xianshan

While Yang Chuanwu was cursing, what was Lao Gu doing? Lao Gu is fishing.

Gu Siwei's boat was parked in the upstream area where the current was relatively slow. The boat was anchored and there was a small bamboo chair placed on the bow. Needless to say, it must have been made by Zheng Youcai.

In addition to chairs, there is also a parasol.

Lao Gu was now barefoot and bare-chested. His feet were on the fishing pole, but he was holding a piece of watermelon in his hand, eating and staring at the river.

The two noisy guys, Caohua and Cube, have been driven away by Gu Siwei. The two guys also knew that their owner might want to enjoy some private space alone today, so they ran away far away and returned to the place where they often stayed, which was near Gu Siwei's house.

Suck!

The last bite of red flesh from the melon rind went into Gu Siwei's mouth, and the remaining melon rind was thrown away casually. After floating on the water for a while, fish quickly surrounded it and started to eat the melon. Skin.

Gu Siwei looked at the fish grabbing the melon rind and couldn't help but muttered: "If you have the skills to eat the melon rind, why can't you have a bite of meat? Bah! They are a bunch of worthless things!"

Gu Siwei felt a little disappointed that the fish didn't bite the hook, but then again, when it comes to fishing, things like this always happen, and besides, Gu Siwei is not an expert at fishing.

Lao Gu still had a clear understanding of his fishing level, so in addition to using fishing rods, Gu Siwei also built some cages nearby.

The fish is floating!

Gu Siwei felt happy for a while, feeling that it was almost done. He stretched out his hand and immediately felt the weight on the fishing rod.

This made the smile on Gu Siwei's face even wider.

"What a big guy!"

Gu Siwei judged from the weight on the pole that this fish must weigh three or four kilograms, otherwise it would not have such great strength.

The next step was simple. As a fisherman, Lao Gu struggled with the fish. He took in a little line, released a little, took in a little and released a little. Gu Siwei slowly dragged the fish to the side of his boat.

Today's luck is good so far. After playing with the fish for almost ten minutes, the fish is already a little exhausted and is slowly moving towards Gu Siwei's boat.

Saw the fish!

Gu Siwei saw the fish emerge from the water for the first time. After making a beautiful splash on the water, it dived under the water again.

"Hey, it turns out to be a big silver carp!"

Gu Siwei was a little disappointed. Silver carp has many thorns and the spines are very thin. Gu Siwei’s family didn’t like to eat it, let alone Gu Siwei’s family. The villagers didn’t like to eat silver carp either.

However, if you sell this thing, you can still sell a little bit, because the price of this thing is much cheaper than herring. Nowadays, the living conditions are not very rich, many people rely on these things to supplement their protein.

Gu Siwei didn't plan to fish for sale. He planned to go home to make fat fish at night. Gu Siwei had fat intestines at home. This was nonsense. Gu Siwei didn't have it at home, so where could he have it?

Of course the fish has to be caught from outside, and it tastes fresh.

After discovering that the fish that came up was a silver carp, Gu Siwei lost the motivation to pull the fish ashore, but the less he wanted to pull the fish up, the smoother it seemed. The big silver carp didn't know whether it was resigned to its fate or something. He soon stopped struggling and followed the hook in his mouth to the side of Gu Siwei's boat.

"Hey! You are really not afraid of death!"

Generally speaking, the final struggle of a fish is to get under the belly of the boat, so that it can avoid human sight. But today, this silver carp seemed to have given up directly and did not get under the belly of the boat at all. Struggle, not only is there no struggle, but the range of movement is not very big.

Unfortunately, Gu Siwei had no interest in eating it, so he picked up the fishing net next to him. Gu Siwei fished the thing out of the water, took out the hook from its mouth, and grabbed its big belly.

"Let's go!"

Boom!

With the sound of a fish falling into the water, the newly caught potbelly silver carp disappeared from the water again.

After hanging up the bait and continuing to wait for the fish to take the bait, Gu Siwei took out an apple from the space, wiped it on the clothes on his belly, and put it in his mouth to bite.

Click!

With a crisp sound, Gu Siwei took a big bite of the apple, and some of the rich apple juice burst into the air along the seam of Gu Siwei's mouth.

The apple was very crisp and naturally very sweet, but after Gu Siwei took two bites, he threw the fruit into the river from a distance again.

Gu Siwei doesn't like crispy fruits very much. He likes to eat noodle fruits. He picked a crispy one at random. Naturally, he couldn't eat more than a few bites. He dug into the space two or three times in a row before taking it out. A golden apple, this is Gu Siwei's favorite noodle apple.

While tasting the fruit, I waited for the fish to take the bait.

The wait this time was still quite long. Finally, a fish could not resist the temptation and bit the red earthworm on the hook. Unfortunately, the herring was just a herring, but it was too small, only weighing one or two pounds. Gu Siweijia There is not enough food for eight people.

Throwing the small fish into the water again, Gu Siwei continued to wait for the next pole.

Just like this, he caught the fish, threw the fish, caught the fish again, and threw the fish again. Finally, when he saw that the sky was getting dark, and the sky in the west was dyed red by the sunset, he began to loudly summon the grass flowers and cubes.

The two big guys heard the sound and came over. Following Gu Siwei's request, they quickly lifted a large herring weighing seven or eight kilograms from the river onto the boat.

So Gu Siwei returned home with a full load.

After returning home, carrying the fish, Gu Siwei hummed a tune, first raised the fish with water from the canal, and added a little space water, and then Gu Siwei began to process the fat intestines.

It is more troublesome to wash the fat intestines. Although the piglets raised in the four-dimensional space do not have as much fat as those fed with grains, and the intestines are full of oil, it is still not easy to wash.

Well, the intestines are filled with poop. Even if it is a vegetarian food, it will not smell very good.

Gu Siwei already had experience. He first added flour and kneaded it. After kneading, he turned the outside of the intestines over, mixed alum with flour and kneaded it again. He did this back and forth three or four times, and all the oil inside and outside the fat intestines was removed. It's finally washed.

Gu Siwei's family doesn't like eating fat sausages anymore. Some people don't like it if all the oil is removed from the fat intestines.

It all depends on everyone's taste.

In fact, Gu Siwei doesn't care. The oily sausage will have a little taste. If you show this taste, people who like it will like it, and those who don't like it will not touch it.

Gu Siwei neither likes nor dislikes it. He can eat it with or without him. As long as there is no pig excrement hanging on it, he doesn't have a big problem.

But Hu Yanqiu can't do it. It's not that he couldn't do it before, but now. To be precise, since he was pregnant for a short time until now, when eating fat intestines, he must wash them cleanly. There shouldn't be any intestinal oil inside. What he eats is the outside of the intestines. That layer of skin.

I hold it in my mouth and want to eat it from time to time.

Gu Siwei had nothing to do here, so if anything happened, he would do it as long as his wife wanted to eat. One is for my wife, and the other is for my little girl.

The six little devils at home really gave Gu Siwei a headache, so he began to look forward to having a quiet little girl at home. The pink and waxy old Gu was ready to hold her all the time.

Thinking of his unborn little girl, Gu Siwei grinned almost to the back of his head, hummed a little tune, and worked faster with his hands.

As soon as the fat intestines were processed, Gu Siwei washed his hands, washed the rice, put it into the pot, added water and put the lid on the pot, then he started to light a fire and simmered the white rice.

While the rice was simmering, Gu Siwei began to cut the sausage into palm-long sections, put it in the pot, added the ingredients and water and started to simmer it.

While he was eating his intestines, Gu Siwei took the fish out of the water basin, took out his knife and shined it on the fish's head with the back of the knife.

After beating the fish into confusion, Gu Siwei began to kill the fish. After removing the scales, he first removed the fish head. Remove the gills from the removed fish head and cut it from the middle until it is still connected. Do not cut it off.

Chop off the tail of the fish, don't want this thing, and throw it to the side of Li Hua and Da Ju who were already guarding.

Remove the fish meat from the main bone and slice it into thin slices. After all the fish fillets are filleted, add base flavor and some paste to the fish fillets.

At this time, Gu Siwei started cooking fish.

As soon as the posture was set up here, Gu Siwei heard the voices of his children coming from the bottom of the cliff. No need to ask, his wife took the children home.

Keep working.

Hu Yanqiu came back with the children. Two or three of the little ones were very enthusiastic about getting out of school, so there was no life when they went to school every day, but when they got out of school every day, there was laughter and laughter.

"it is done?"

When Hu Yanqiu saw that Gu Siwei was cooking as usual, she rolled up her sleeves and prepared to come over to help.

When Gu Siwei saw that she had a bulging belly and was still pretending, he smiled and said: "Okay, you go wash your hands. You are still thinking about showing off now, and there are no outsiders here."

Hu Yanqiu said: "How do you call it performance? I can still peel a garlic or something now."

"I can't afford it, go ahead!"

Now Hu Yanqiu is sitting on hanging baskets up and down. As for the people pulling the hanging baskets, they are naturally Xiao Ma and other monkeys. They always ask Gu Siwei to pull the strings. Gu Siwei is at home. Doesn't it mean that Hu Yanqiu can't come back? Home. Therefore, pulling the hanging basket is a newly developed skill of Xiao Ma and other monkeys.

Hu Yanqiu turned around to wash his hands, but quickly turned back: "Brother Wu had a quarrel with someone today."

"Huh?! He's such a big man and still quarrels with others?"

"Because of you!" Hu Yanqiu said.

Gu Siwei laughed after hearing this and said, "I'm not a pretty girl. If he quarreled with someone because of me, wouldn't that be idle?"

Hu Yanqiu briefly explained the matter: "You said it was because of you or not?"

After hearing this, Gu Siwei sighed: "I really didn't expect that someone would actually say this in front of Yang Chuanwu. Who is it?"

"Are you ready to take revenge?" Hu Yanqiu smiled and lifted the person up.

"Oh, him, that's so normal, he's just a troublemaker." When Gu Siwei heard that it was this person, he replied lightly.