Shan Ye's pair of rubber-worm-like thick straight eyebrows with a big head and a light tail flew up and down and danced with eyebrows, his expression was extremely ferocious and vulgar.
"Master Sikong, this is wrong - aren't all men transformed into eels? Are you, actually, afraid of eels?"
Mr. Shan has a vast knowledge of pornographic jokes as deep as an entire library in his head. Not to mention Sikong, he probably has no sense of existence but is actually President Shen Daru of a certain society that specializes in ancient literature before the cataclysm. Shan Ye is also at a loss.
Sikong said "Ah" in confusion.
"Fickle? Besides, women are fickle..."
"This thing is slippery and slimy and looks like a snake. Normal people can't have any feelings about it, such as 'like' or 'beautiful', right?"
Huang Dashan had a weird expression on his face: "No matter how much you quibble, you can't change an established fact."
"Perfect shape, just the right level of lubrication, hum, the aesthetics of this world have been distorted by the catastrophe, you know, before the catastrophe, eels were as popular as cucumbers, I..."
Lin Chou waved his hand to suppress Huang Dashan's words.
"I always feel like you're going to say something weird - but can you finish the work first and then beep?"
Mr. Shan snorted and showed the cute expression of a foot-picking man in his fifties without any scruples.
"I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense, you are talking nonsense!"
Lin Chou, "???"
Huang Dashan stretched out his middle finger and said to a pot of eels,
"It's such a waste of resources for a creature with such romantic sentiments to not be recognized by you."
Everyone, "..."
It seems that Mr. Shan has really let himself go!
Sikong looked very innocent,
"I said, could you please stop pointing your middle finger at the pot of eel? I always feel that there is something wrong with this style of painting. Do you want to do something weird to the pot of eel? Should we avoid it? ?”
Master Shan said disdainfully,
"You rich kids know nothing. This most impassioned gesture in history can effectively break the eel's physical defense, making its body fragile and its mind confused, thus achieving a fatal blow. Watch -"
Shanye pointed his middle finger at the pot and stretched it in. An eel was caught directly by his strange gesture.
Qin Wuyong was stunned,
"I...bastard...can really break through the defense??"
He also tried it himself, hey, don’t tell me, you really can’t catch me!
Master Shan proudly carried the eel. The eel passed under the middle finger and was firmly held between the index finger and ring finger by the middle finger. No matter how hard it struggled, the slippery eel could not escape.
Master Shan's ability to catch eels was a bit more professional, and even Lin Chou was surprised.
So he said impatiently,
"Why are you grabbing it? Put it down quickly... When you mentioned the word romantic, I suddenly thought of a good dish. It seems to be really romantic. So why don't we eat the dry-pot eel segments? Let's change the dish. ..It’s not about whether you let the eel go or not!!”
Master Shan scratched his head,
"Ah? Aren't you killing the eel? If you hold it like this, it won't be able to escape. I am a professional and have practiced this technique!"
Lin Chou cursed,
"You're not a professional. I wonder if eels are slaughtered by nailing their heads directly to the cutting board? There's no need to hold them. Put them down quickly. Move the other pot over and boil the water!"
"oh......"
Everyone here, including Mr. Sikong and Bai Suren, are all masters who don't mind putting down their bodies to work for a delicious meal - except for Master Pen.
The potted plant dragged Qin Wuyong and said righteously that this was a journey that belonged to the pioneers of great movies. Well, so she wanted to take more pictures of the scenery along the way. The two of them shamefully disappeared.
Mr. Shan honestly added firewood to the fire.
"So, you are going to throw these romantic eels into the boiling water alive?"
"Um."
Jiang Nu groaned and stuck out her tongue, "How cruel."
Shanye agreed,
"That's right, it's too cruel - can it still taste better if you just burn it to death?"
A large pot of water was boiling, and Lin Chou asked Shan Ye to hold the eel pot.
"I'll count one, two, three, and you put all the eels in the pot, you know? Turn the pot upside down and place it directly on the pot as a lid. You have to be quick."
Master Shan patted his chest and confirmed,
"Don't worry, don't worry, this little thing can still defeat me, Master Shan. One, two, three, let's go!"
"Bang!"
The sound of water splashing and splashing could be heard through the stone wall of the two cauldrons that were closed together into a ball, creating a chaotic mess.
It took two minutes for the pot to become completely silent.
"To clean the pot, we need to fish out the eels."
Blanching the eel instantly kills it. The high temperature can also remove the mucus and fishy smell on the surface of the eel. After blanching, the eel should be placed in warm water rather than cold water, which will help maintain the meat quality of the eel.
"Then what?"
Lin Chou placed the eel horizontally on top of the chopping board, cut the back of the head with a knife, and cut along the eel bone to the tail. The eel instantly became a flat piece, and then used the knife to cut along the inside of the belly. .
A piece of eel and a fish head with bones, each separated.
Lin Chou said,
"If you blanch the eel for the right time, the inside of the eel is actually not yet cooked yet. This is the best time to remove the bones. The eel will not be broken, and the fish bones and fish meat can be easily peeled off."
Mr. Shan looked at the fish bones and fish fillets on the chopping board and was speechless for a long time.
"You just need to know it yourself, there's no need to tell us - even if we can remember it, we won't be able to cut it off."
Lin Chou's deboning action seems to be done in one go. Although there are only two knives, everyone can actually see that it is not as easy as it looks. The eel bone is very soft, which requires the knife wielder to have a high degree of control over the knife. A very subtle step, if you don't pay attention, you will either cut off the eel or cut off the fish bones.
Mr. Shan thought about it himself. If he did it himself, even if he was holding a kitchen knife instead of a big axe, his mother would still not be able to recognize the piled eel after removing the fish bones. What on earth is this thing?
The eel's internal organs are just a small black strip. You can just pick them off and throw them away. It's very simple.
Even though Lin Chou sincerely and enthusiastically invited a few people to try deboning eels, these guys just gave him a sneer, lighting the fire when it was time, eating when it was time to eat, and looking at the sky when it was time to look at the sky.
Lin Chou complained,
"First there are sea cucumbers and then a pot of eels. It's already dawn after we finish eating. How about I help you a little bit?"
"Oh, the difficulty level is less than half a star. For example, we can still help you boil water to catch fish. You are always deboning eels and beautifying sea cucumbers. Don't make it difficult for us poor, short-sighted people. Are you a second-generation descendant? We can’t even tell the difference between rice and grass, sweet potatoes and sweet potatoes!”
"Wait a minute...what is rice? Sweet potatoes and sweet potatoes are not the same thing? Is there a difference?"
"Oh, you are so talkative, let me give you a chestnut!"
"Where are the chestnuts?"
"..."
Mr. Shan smiled and said,
"Lin Zi, I noticed that you have been a bit lazy recently. I would like to put it aside in the past, but you have never complained about anything that has anything to do with cooking."
Lin Chou thought for a while,
"The main reason is that you guys are just idle. Can you stop staring at me like this? Do you know that this makes me... uncomfortable?"
"What kind of excuse is this? There are girls here, are you shy?"
Lin Chou squeezed out one word from between her teeth:
"roll!"
After deboning the eel, cut it into eight centimeter long sections and fry it in oil.
Mr. Shan looked at the eel pieces that had been turned over in the oil pan with distress.
"Oh, oh, oh, I'm getting old. If I explode again, I'll really get old!"
This is true. The meat of eel is inherently tougher than fish, and it can become very stiff after frying.
Lin Chou said,
"The fried eel skin can retain the flavor better. It will have to be cooked for a while, so it won't get old."
Sikong said curiously,
"What exactly are you going to cook? Or some romantic dish...mysterious."
Lin Chou explained,
"Hmm...Eel fried with shrimp, have you heard of it?"
"..."
Lin Chou continued,
“It’s hard to label any dish with a clear geographic location, especially one that’s so refined that it’s as close to a city or a town as possible.”
“But if you mention the dish of fried shrimp and eel, some people’s first thought may be Xu Zhimo—and the city of Haining.”
"Many dishes are spread based on stories, and the same is true for shrimp-fried eel. This is a very special dish. It is said to be romantic because the great poet Xu Zhimo must eat shrimp-fried eel every time he returns to his hometown of Haining. Therefore, shrimp-fried eel is also popular. Eel has become quite a legend in the Crescent Poetry Society."
Something called literature or art in Sikong's body was instantly activated,
"Scared, Xu——Zhimo?!"
Before it was fully unfolded, it was thrown into pieces by Master Shan with his sleeve.
"Scared, Xu Zhimo? Is he the one who always shakes his sleeves?!"
"Uh..." Lin Chou couldn't help but paused, "Yes, he's the one who always... flutters his sleeves."
The romantic elegance that Sikong, Bai Suren and Jiang Nu had not yet ignited were poured down by a vat of ice water, leaving them speechless for a long time.
Master Shan doesn't care what he misses, he has this confidence.
The method of handling eel in shrimp-fried eel is "vegetarian oil, stir-fry with meat oil and pour with sesame oil", that is, use vegetable oil when frying, then use meat oil when frying, and finally pour another layer of sesame oil, so as to cook perfect shrimps. Exploded eel.
Lin Chou strictly followed this small rule, but——
"Huh?" Sikong noticed something was wrong, "Didn't you say shrimps pop eels? Where are the shrimps?"
The mountain was covered in mud, and he ran back from the direction of the swamp with a silly smile.
"The shrimps are here, the shrimps are here, Brother Chou, do you think these are enough?"
Lin Chou glanced at it and was speechless.
"Uh... In terms of quantity, it's enough. Isn't this one a little too small?"
The freshwater shrimps that Xia Dasha caught were all the size of rice grains, crystal clear and jumping around, holding them in Dasha's huge palm without leaking out between his fingers. It was really difficult for him.
Dasha said,
"I didn't see any big ones. They were all so small. It took a lot of effort to find a handful."
"Okay, okay..."
Lin Chou asked for the thing in the big iron box that flew over with a shovel. The thing that left Shan Ye speechless the most was another large can of soup stock.
Shanye exploded immediately,
"Wait a minute, no, you bring several kinds of soup with you? Didn't you say you have no place to pack it?!"
Lin Chou looked matter-of-fact.
"Soup, stock, and stew are completely different in nature. This one is stewed with old hens, pig's trotters, bacon and pork bones and pork belly. The kind without skimming, the soup is turbid and has a strong taste. For fried shrimps and eels, this kind of soup is the most important. Of course, I usually use this kind of 'turbid soup' when making some dishes. The main reason is that stewing this soup saves a lot of cost compared to stock soup."
"..."
Master Shan thought to himself, that's not what I'm asking at all. Can you understand the point?
The so-called "turbid soup" as Lin Chou said is actually a kind of soup stock, but there is no need to remove the oil stars. It can be served after simmering for six hours. The basic ingredients are four: old mother Chicken, pig's trotters, bacon and pork bones, plus at most a handful of chives and a piece of fresh ginger. It's so simple that you don't need to take care of it at all.
It's not as cumbersome as boiling cabbage for soup. If you make a pot of it, even an old man-level chef with poor health will stew it for half his life.
Add green onions and ginger to the pot, add eel segments, stir-fry some basic seasonings until fragrant, then cook half a bottle of old rice wine along the edge of the pot, roll in the stock, when the soup thickens after a few minutes, put in another pot and heat the bottom of the pot. Stir-fry the river prawns in fragrant sesame oil and then add the eel to the pot with the oil. There is no need to move it anymore, just let the bottom fire do the cooking.
The meat of eel is relatively tough, which means that the fried and crispy eel segments are more likely to absorb the soup. When the soup stock fills the skin and meat of the eel, the fried eel segments will become dry. When it swells up and becomes tender, taking on the flavor of eel instead of stock, the whole dish is ready.
Roll a few dried devil peppers over the charcoal fire and place them on the stone board, pound them with pebbles, and sprinkle with a little coriander. The combination of spicy, burnt, and refreshing aromas actually attracts more attention than freshly cooked eels. .
Lin Chou said,
"Oh, this dish has a slightly bland taste. It's not suitable to add chili pepper to it, which will affect the taste."
Master Shan smiled slightly,
"So, can you give me a share of your chili?"
"I want it too, I want it too!"
"Eh? Girls, there's no need for it. This devil's pepper is super spicy and will easily cause acne if you eat it."
"hehe!"
Just when several people were fighting over a plate of hot peppers, Qin Wuyong ran back in a panic.
"Master Shan, Lin Zi, Zuo Chen and I discovered something - there seems to be something wrong with this island."
Mr. Shan was scooping fish into his bowl, and his reaction was half a beat too slow.
"Ah? What the hell...what did you say?"
Qin Wuyong gave him a blank look.
"Don't eat it yet. After seeing what we found, I guarantee you won't even have the appetite to eat."
Master Shan didn't want to believe him, so he followed him while holding a bowl and eating.
Several people put down their bowls and chopsticks in unison and followed Qin Wuyong towards the island. From a distance, they saw a potted plant staring at the ground in a daze.
"What on earth did you find, what is all the fuss about."
The potted plant pointed at the ground, waving his hand to quietly signal Qin Wuyong to point the camera lens at everyone.
"Does this thing look familiar?"
