The Correct Posture For Salted Fish To Turn Over

In the main hall of Zeng Mingwaliang, on the fire platform in the center for burning water, the dry dead wood fire crackled and burned Zhengwang, and a big yellow kettle sitting on the open flame, burning gurglingly Only bubbling straight. e┡ww┡om

　　 The hottest flames also made the half-open wooden house very warm.

Father Gu, who was guarding the bonfire, was holding Gu Gouwa, and the other brought out the tea bowl at the bottom of the pressure box at home. He dumped the only stock in the tea bags and made a brew for the new guests who arrived far away. The bag belongs to the taste of their hometown.

"It tastes so fragrant!" Looking at the hot tea, Gu Zheng, who stirred the tea into yellow splashes, asked the uncle guide to sit down before handing him the tea bowl, and asked his parents by the way: "Supper." Did you do it?"

　　 "No, this is the first meal we moved to our new home, and we have to entertain our new guests. It can't be too shabby, isn't it?"

　　 "I think about our family. The best craftsmanship is you. Now, all the food your wife can find in the home is fighting in the kitchen room. I just moved out the rest of the seasoning."

　　 "While it's still early, you go to clean up, make a good meal for everyone, and celebrate!"

　　 "By the way, my son, what did you get when you went out this trip?"

　　 Hearing the question from his own mother, Gu Zheng remembered something in general, and looked at the uncle guide beside him.

　　 And the uncle smiled and took down the bamboo basket behind him, and picked up a bamboo rat that had been hoarding fat to spend the winter.

　　 "This is a good thing. The meat is fresh and tender, and it doesn't carry the fishy smell of ordinary livestock. It is easy to catch in this season. One catch is a litter."

　　 "Tonight, this is regarded as adding vegetables. As for the remaining ones, you can pack them up, either air-dried or Yanjin will do."

　　 "Now that we are in such a clean state, even if we want to buy meat, we have to wait until tomorrow."

Everyone looked at the rare thing that the guide had been kicking because it was being pulled by the neck. After watching the circle for a long time, they salivated and handed it to Gu Zheng's hands, waiting for this never before. The deliciousness was brought to the table.

　　 Gu Zheng, who was rushed to the kitchen, was busy working inside, and the family outside was not idle. They chatted with the guide and asked about some common sense of life here.

　　 For example, where there are large exchanges, the exchange rate and prices of Anguo, and the relationship and bases of these camps in the Great Moon Kingdom are very important information for the newcomers.

　　 As a very united Xinjiang citizen, he naturally regarded this family attached to Lanjiazhai as a member of the camp, and explained it to the other party in detail.

　　 When he drank the second bowl of tea soup dryly, he heard Gu Zheng's Zhang Luo voice from the stove behind the wooden house: "It's time to clean up, clean up and eat!"

　　 With the falling of this voice, an alluring taste of salty fragrance floated out from the back door, and sloppyly drilled straight into the nostrils of everyone in the front room.

At this time, Gu Zheng, holding two large thick porcelain sea bowls in both hands, and opening the door with his shoulders, he squeezed into the room, yelling for "hot" while placing the dishes and chopsticks in the same position and he needed to sit cross-legged. In front of the low table.

　　 "You eat first, and my daughter-in-law will bring the meal with me!"

"Hey!" Zhang Fengyi, who has always been only a layman, promised very happy. When she picked up a few other bowls from the kitchen, she stretched out a pair of chopsticks from behind her and burned one of them into oil. The bright red bamboo rat meat was stuffed into Zhang Fengyi's mouth.

　　 "What's up, wife? Isn't it delicious?"

　　 was stuffed with a mouthful of Zhang Fengyi, but he responded twice with ‘woo woo’, and then took out the food.

　　 is so delicious, I have no time to answer.

　　 When Gu Zheng came out again, everyone who had set the tableware, Gu Du looked at him eagerly, and wanted him to sit down quickly so that he could enjoy this rare delicacy.

　　 "What are you doing just looking at? Hurry up, uncle, I don't know if it suits your taste. This is the traditional way of Jicheng. If you make noodles, you can try it. Isn't it good for your stomach?"

　　 The uncle guide opposite, looked at the thick bowl of noodles in front of him, rich in food, and full of fragrant noodles. Before he had eaten it, he secreted a mouthful of saliva in his mouth.

　　 Although the food culture of the people of Xinjiang is different from that of the Central Plains, in Dayue Country, in this foodie country, food does not distinguish between regions.

　　The customer who was no longer reserved finally picked up the chopsticks and put a big mouthful of the tenacious noodles that Gu Zheng had repeatedly kneaded, rolled, cut, and stretched by hand.

fragrant!

　　 A feeling of pleasure in the whole body, with the mouthful of noodles in the mouth, it travels through the whole body of the guide.

warm!

In the cold winter, this kind of mouth is not hot, and it is suitable to enter the throat. It will not release the heat until the noodles reach the stomach. It really makes the people who eat it come out all over the body. Sweat.

　　 The thick marinade is hung on each noodle, so that people who eat noodles but not soup will not think this bowl of noodles is too dull.

What's more, this new family moved here should be the season when the ingredients are most lacking. But in this bowl of marinated noodles, the guide uncle saw no less than three ingredients. .

　　 The fungus blanched in water, translucent like black pearls in the deep sea,

　　The soaked dried wild vegetables add a touch of green to this gray winter,

　　 Huang Chengcheng’s eggs have long been beaten to pieces, and even if there is only one, they can be hung in the marinade of the whole family.

　　 Not to mention that because of the addition of soy sauce, after cooking the wine, it becomes a light brown but very flavorful soup, which makes people very appetizing just to look at it.

　　 I took the first bite of the delicious food, and even ignored the reserved guide uncle, he directly picked up the bowl, and the chopsticks followed desperately to pull it up.

The smooth taste of 　　 makes the noodles that have become warmer and warmer, without too much chewing, they can slide down the eyes of his throat, until it fills his stomach that has been clamoring for a long time.

　　‘Hi! ’

　　 The guide who had eaten three large bowls and swallowed the last bite of the soup, he scratched his head in embarrassment, and asked, "Am I eating a bit too much? Is there enough noodles?"

In order to fear that the sincere uncle would not feel sorry for him, Gu Zheng also deliberately brought the wooden bucket containing the noodles in front of the other party, and after letting him look at the noodles that could still cover the bottom of the bucket, he comforted: "Don't worry, you guys. But I'm full, you see there is still left."

　　 "Really? Are you all full? Great, give me another bowl."