latelenovela Chapter 312 Pickled Fish
Chapter 312 Pickled Fish
Jin Meimei, the niece of the village chief Liu in Taotao Village, was very surprised to see the ginger dug out by Yu Qingqing.
"Yes, Meimei, this is ginger. If you see it somewhere else in the future, you can dig it up and grow it at home.
I discovered it by accident. If you want to plant it, you can come here and dig a few and plant them back home. "
Yu Qingqing has a good impression of Jin Meimei. She is usually very approachable and diligent in doing things.
Jin Meimei nodded vigorously, "Sister Yu, if I need anything later, I'll come to you. Don't worry, I won't be polite to you."
Jin Meimei blinked her eyes mischievously after she finished speaking. She is only five years older than Yu Qingqing, so there is no generation gap between them when they get along with each other.
Yu Qingqing lowered her head and dug out another relatively large piece of ginger. It was estimated that no one had ever dug here before. In addition, the soil was fertile and had plenty of water, so the ginger dug out was also a large piece.
The ginger leaves here have withered for the most part, so it is very easy to dig them up.
Yu Qingqing and a few others dug for half an hour, and when they saw that they had almost done it, they started to walk back.
Yu Qinghai and his friends were quick and had killed more than half of the fish. They had also cleaned them and were sending them home one after another.
Since there are a lot of things, Yu Qingqing plans to dry some of them first and the rest tomorrow.
The cleaned fish was chopped into palm-sized pieces, and Yu Qingqing arranged for people to help him marinate the fish.
Yu Qingqing poured a large can of salt directly into the wooden basin containing a large basin of fish fillets, put the chopped dogwood and ginger into the basin, and added a little seasoning such as peppercorns.
Yu Qingqing: "Everyone, just keep stirring the seasoning until it is evenly mixed. Then we string the fish fillets together with needle and thread and hang them on a rope outside to dry.
But remember, if you can't thread the fish, it may be that a fish bone is stuck. Just try another place to thread the fish.
If you encounter those that are difficult to string together, just lay them flat on bamboo poles to dry in the sun.
If you have any questions, just ask me. Everyone, please take a moment and start working on it. ”
"I know, girl from the Yu family. We know how to do this. It's not difficult at all. Your pickled fish is so delicious." An auntie at the entrance of the village spoke confidently with an accent.
"This is not the time for you to be greedy. Don't delay other people's business." Another auntie said jokingly, and it seemed that she had a good relationship with this auntie.
"Haha! That's right! That's right! If you want to eat it, you can make it yourself when you get back." The young lady next to her also started to agree. It was really beautiful to see everyone working together.
After joking around, the group started to get busy. Since there were too many people in the kitchen, they ran outside to do it.
Some people are responsible for pickling the fish, and after it is pickled, they will be put aside. Some people will be responsible for stringing them up, and then take them out to dry after about an hour.
The reason why it is so early is because there are no conditions for storage, so we have to shorten the time.
Yu Qingqing secretly added spiritual spring water into the fish, so the taste of the fish was naturally guaranteed.
All the tofu that had been made in the kitchen had been cut up. After Yu Qingqing asked people to move all of them to the warehouse, she secretly put them into the space.
After a while, it was bustling outside.
It turned out that Yu Qingshu and his group had returned, but each of them was even dirtier than before.
Yu Qingqing saw that her father's face was covered with mud and asked in surprise: "Dad, did you fall into the ditch?
Why is your face so dirty too, much dirtier than before. What happened?"
Yu Qingqing's tone was filled with anxiety, and she didn't know what had happened to her father.
Yu Qingshu wiped his face and said, "Qing'er, don't worry. We just helped Master Yuan move the sweet potatoes to the ox cart, so it's so dirty.
He called several hundred people to pull bullock carts over and directly moved the sweet potatoes onto the carts.”
Yu Qingshu was shocked when he thought of the scene just now. If these sweet potatoes could help the soldiers on the front line, he felt that he was doing a great thing.
After knowing the whole story, Yu Qingqing felt at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
Fortunately, nothing bad happened, otherwise she would have had a real headache.
"Then go and have a rest. You are exhausted today. Remember not to work so hard next time. You should rest when you need to. Fortunately, I made you some mint water. Otherwise, you would have got heat stroke sooner or later if you continue like this."
Yu Qingqing was also frightened. The weather was so hot that it was easy to get heatstroke, especially for the elderly.
But Yu Qingshu felt full of energy and didn't want to rest. After drinking a sip of water, he glanced at the busy people nearby and said, "Qing'er, you really have a lot of fish. Are you going to make them into jerky? I heard from your brother that you caught a lot of fish.
Sure enough, it smells like fish. See if there is anything I can help you with. If Dad is tired, he will naturally go to rest. "
Yu Qingshu felt that if he did more, his children would have to do less.
Yu Qingqing took the bowl in her hand after hearing this and pushed him outside with great effort, “I don’t need you here anymore, I already have so many people to help me.
You should go inside and keep your mother company. They have been doing needlework all day. Let her have a rest so that her eyes won't get hurt."
Yu Qingshu was quickly pushed out of the kitchen by Yu Qingqing. He expressed helplessness, shook his head and walked away.
Back in the kitchen, Yu Qingqing brought over the processed prawns and prepared to blanch them in water.
"Meimei, help me pour the shrimp directly into the pot. I want to blanch it first." Yu Qingqing glanced at the shrimp behind her and motioned Jin Meimei to help her pour it into the pot.
Jin Meimei clapped her hands, stood up, picked up a bucket beside her, and poured the processed prawns directly into the pot.
Soon the kitchen was filled with the aroma of prawns, making the people nearby drool. Most people in the village only see meat a few times a year, so today they can feast their eyes on it.
This time, there were only prawns caught by Yu Qingqing and her friends. Out of the eight buckets, only three and a half buckets were cleaned and processed, which was a full half less.
Because they were freshwater shrimps, she also added some salt when cooking them.
After the prawns are cooked, just take them out and dry them in the sun.
At this time, little Yu Qingji had already returned from the teacher, but this time he was followed by a group of boys.
"It smells so good. Yu Qingji, what delicious food did you make at home?"