"Ape dung, it's all ape dung!"
Zhang Jianjun's eyes were shining as he looked at the portions of fish with distiller's grains on the table in the courtyard.
Carrying Maotai wine, walking as fast as flying.
The driver who followed him silently drove his car to the garage to park the car.
Lin Zhou almost died laughing. Uncle Zhang is over sixty years old, but he didn't expect that he was quite good at talking about hot words on the Internet.
"I just happened to bring some good wine. Let's try it. What kind of fish are you looking for? It's so delicious!"
I have to say that the presentation of this fish with distiller’s grains is really good.
It was fried to a charred aroma, and the color was no longer golden, but a bright grass red color. The originally dry fish meat was re-fried with red oil sauce, and the color was bright and appetizing. It was so beautiful that it was so delicious.
"Fish with distiller's grains, let me tell you a good dish to go with wine."
Lin Zhou took the wine handed over by Uncle Zhang and raised his hand to look at it. Good guy, Moutai. He has to set up a stall right now, so how can he drink this?
"I have to set up a stall at 6 o'clock. I make a lot and sell some. I'm afraid I won't be able to drink the wine. I'm afraid I'll get drunk."
"Then drink something else. Do you have any other wine?"
"There is rice wine. I used distiller's lees to make fish with distiller's grains, but the rice wine is still there."
"Then drink rice wine."
Lin Zhou responded and called his aunt to bring rice wine.
A group of people gathered in the courtyard to eat fish with distiller's grains.
Lin Zhou also handed the fish with distiller's grains to the housekeepers and aunts.
After a busy day, Mr. Lin began to taste his work.
A glass of rice wine and a plate of fish with distiller's grains.
Zhang Jianjun and Lin Zhou didn't even change places, they just sat in the pavilion in the yard and started eating.
The others stood in front of the iron pot in the yard, eating with chopsticks without raising their heads.
The freshly cooked fish with distiller's grains is still steaming.
The small pieces of fish become even smaller after being marinated, air-dried and fried.
Just drink wine and eat one bite at a time, each one tastes delicious.
The texture of the fish in your mouth is completely different from the fresh and tender taste of ordinary fish. It has a hard texture and it is a little difficult to bite into it. But if you chew it carefully, you can taste the aroma of the wine that blends with the fish. The lees of the rice wine also bring a little sweetness, which makes the chili pepper After the spiciness hit the top, it was quickly suppressed, forming a distinct salty and spicy taste.
The spiciness is just slightly spicy, and the sweetness in the rice wine naturally enhances the freshness of the fish, making the fish taste lingering for a long time.
The more the fish is chewed in the mouth, the more it tastes and is very fragrant.
It's suitable for drinking wine slowly and having a piece from time to time.
The perfect seasoning brings out the flavor of the ingredients to the extreme, making it an unsurpassed and amazing delicacy.
After the Zhang family's driver tasted the fish with distiller's grains, his eyes changed when he looked at the housekeepers and nannies who were standing together eating fish.
What kind of magical employer is this?
The food is so delicious.
Looking at Butler Sun and the others, they look like they are used to it. They must eat such delicious food often, right?
The driver's envious eyes could not be concealed.
Now he finally understood why the Zhang family and his son gave gifts to Mr. Lin when they were fine.
Even for this stuttering, we have to establish a good relationship.
As the saying goes, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, so it is probably convenient to have a meal together!
The driver had to drive. He didn't drink. He only had one small piece of fish in one mouthful. It was so exciting to eat that he wanted to take out a bowl of rice and just eat it. It must be very satisfying.
Woohoo, it smells so good!
Does Mr. Lin still need a driver? Can he work two jobs?
The driver's mood was that the more he ate, the more heartbroken he became.
If you can't eat such delicious food often, you might as well never taste it in the first place.
If you haven't tried it, you won't know how delicious it is, and you won't think about it.
What a mistake!
"Would you like white rice? It feels a bit salty after eating too much."
In the pavilion, Lin Zhou drank a glass of rice wine and ate a lot of fish pieces, and felt more and more hungry as he ate.
It’s definitely good to put a pot of this thing in the room as a snack at night. Touch one from time to time, it’s very fragrant.
"Have a bowl. How did you make the fish so fragrant and fresh? Although it is dry, it is very fragrant and delicious."
Zhang Jianjun was so satisfied after eating that he really wondered how some people's hands could grow like this.
"That's necessary. Who am I? Isn't it an exaggeration to call myself a contemporary chef?"
Listening to Zhang Jianjun's praise, Lin Zhou raised an uncontrollable smile uncontrollably.
Although he is no longer a teenager, when he reveals his confident smile, he can make people feel the vitality unique to young people.
This happens to be something that Zhang Jianjun, who is over fifty, has already lost.
When Zhang Jianjun looked at Lin Zhou like this, his eyes were filled with the tolerance and kindness unique to his elders.
"It's no exaggeration. I'll give you a banner to hang on your tricycle tomorrow. Just write the four characters "Contemporary God of Cooking."
Lin Zhou imagined that scene uncontrollably in his mind, and his expression suddenly became humble.
"There's no need to go bankrupt. I have to keep a low profile. I'm still young and there's still room for improvement."
When Zhang Jianjun got along with Lin Zhou, the smile never fell off his face.
The two of them had breakfast and dinner like this.
After finishing at around five o'clock, Lin Zhou hurriedly moved two large barrels of distiller's grain fish to a brand new fish stall tricycle to prepare for the stall.
The fish stall provided by the system is fully equipped with pots, grills and a series of other things, all of which were dismantled by Lin Zhou. Today, when selling fish with distiller's grains, two buckets will be enough.
Use it when selling fried fish or grilled fish.
After Lin Zhou left, Butler Sun and the others cleaned up the villa and got off work together.
He was also carrying the packaged fish with distiller’s grains.
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Nanbin Vegetable Market.
Vegetable markets usually have the most people in the morning and evening.
Some people go shopping in the morning, and naturally there are also people who stop by the market to buy food after get off work in the evening.
But the dishes in the evening may not be as fresh as in the morning, after all, they have been left outside for a day.
Especially in summer, when vegetables have been drying for a day, they have to be sprinkled with water constantly, otherwise the moisture will be lost and they will look even stale. Where can you sell stale vegetables?
When Lin Zhou went there, he saw a street where the vegetable market was located. From the intersection, there were people selling vegetables on the roadside. Looking straight ahead, there were people coming and going, and there was no end in sight.
It was much more crowded than when he came at three or four in the morning.
He looked at the vendors selling vegetables at roadside stalls that had seriously affected the traffic, and suddenly wondered, is it really true that there is no urban management to evict people?
Thinking about the place where he had set up a stall before, maybe due to time, he had not encountered the urban management yet.
I think when he first set up a stall, he checked on the Internet which places where stalls were easily evicted by urban management.
Or he would check any places where stalls could not be set up.
This is the first time I have encountered this situation.
Lin Zhou struggled to move slowly among the crowds of people selling vegetables at roadside stalls and people buying vegetables.
It was so crowded that even the tricycle couldn't drive, so it had to move slowly along with the crowd.
An aunt who was passing by while shopping saw a fish sign hanging on his tricycle and followed curiously to ask him what kind of fish he was selling.
He had never experienced this kind of scene of selling while walking. Facing the enthusiastic and inquiring aunt, he suddenly couldn't speak clearly.
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(I just finished writing two chapters and am about to take a rest. I saw a boss gave me the King of Gifts. Who can withstand this? More updates, must be added!)
