Blissful Days After Widowhood Chapter 87: Golden and jade

Meng Shuangshuang looked at the plate of snacks in front of her curiously, trembling, translucent, and shiny: "Ningxi, this is a bit like the jelly you made!"

Ning Xi nodded: "Well, that's about it!" She knows this thing, it's called jelly, which is a special snack at the seaside and can't be eaten in inland areas. She also knows how to use seaside sand. But she didn't plan to tell Meng Shuangshuang about it, lest she feel disgusted and dare not eat it.

Meng Shuangshuang picked up the chopsticks and stretched out his hand to clamp it, but it was slippery and could not be clamped at all. In the end, he simply slammed the chopsticks hard and forked it directly to eat: "Well, it's delicious, sour and cool, and delicious. It's tough and slippery, so come and try it."

The rest of the people also ate some. Meng Shuangshuang was still waiting to eat. Ning Xi stopped her and said, "Don't eat too much cold food, it's not good for the stomach."

Meng Shuangshuang had no choice but to stop, but after a while, she went to ask the fisherman's hostess if she could buy some to eat. Both of them were so happy that they couldn't keep their mouths shut.

Not long after, a man came in with a large basin, Meng Shuangshuang glanced curiously, she jumped up in fright, and her whole body almost hung on Ning Xi's body: "Insects, a lot of insects." /

It turned out that the big pot was full of worms as thick as a finger, about the size of a palm, densely entangled with each other, squirming and moving, making people feel hairy.

The man smiled honestly: "Don't be afraid, girl, this is the bamboo shoots, which are used to make frozen bamboo shoots." Then, he pointed to the frozen bamboo shoots they had just eaten on the table.

Meng Shuangshuang almost nauseous: "What we ate just now was made of this disgusting little worm? Why didn't you tell me earlier, it made me eat so much." He covered his eyes with his hands and let the table All the frozen bamboo shoots on the table were taken away, and she would never see this kind of thing again.

Seeing Ningxi's half-smile expression, Meng Shuangshuang said angrily, "You must know, right?"

Ning Xi smiled and said, "I once read in a book that there are such white worms growing in the sand by the sea, which are called sand worms, and some fishermen call them soil bamboo shoots. After stocking for one day, spit out the sand and debris in the stomach, then grind it with a stone mallet, roll out the internal organs and debris, rinse it, put it in water and boil it until it becomes sticky, add some salt and scoop it out. Take it out and put it in a small porcelain bowl and leave it out overnight. After it is cold, it will become such a frozen bamboo shoot. You can add a little sauce when you eat it. In fact, this bamboo shoot is delicious, if you don't think about it. Its original appearance is also a delicacy!"

Meng Shuangshuang covered her ears: "Okay, okay, don't say it, I won't eat it anyway."

While they were talking, their seafood was already cooked and delivered. The fat sea prawns were blanched, the crabs were steamed, and the fresh fish and shells were boiled in a large pot of seafood porridge. Come, let the index finger move, Meng Shuangshuang also quickly forgot the stimulation just now, picked up the chopsticks to eat.

Even Jun Qianyu and Jun Shaofeng, two people who have always been particular about them, couldn't care less. It was inconvenient to eat with chopsticks.

Suddenly an eleven- or twelve-year-old boy walked in and said to the fisherwoman, "Mother, the Japanese bought fresh sea fish and sold them as sashimi on the shore."

The fisherwoman smiled kindly: "Do you want to eat? Mother will give you money." After speaking, she wiped her hands on her apron and was about to pay.

"No!" the boy's father shouted loudly, "We don't have any fish in our own house, why do we have to spend money to eat them!"

The teenager said aggrieved: "But what other people make is delicious. We can't make this taste at home."

The fisherwoman glared at her husband: "You are so stingy, what if your son wants to eat something delicious?"

The man said angrily: "It's not that I'm stingy, it's just that the Japanese is really deceiving people. The whole fish is only twenty or thirty cents, and his small plate of fish fillets costs ten cents a plate. , that one fish is afraid that it can be sliced ​​into hundreds of dishes, and he also uttered mad words, saying that we have a rough diet in Dazhou, and no one can make such fine food, which is really unbearable.”

Hearing this, Jun Shaofeng slapped his chopsticks: "Who dares to be so arrogant, fifth brother, let's take a look, give him a show, don't let people bully us, no one in the Zhou Dynasty."

Jun Qianyu also put down his chopsticks and said to the boy, "Take us to see."

On the way, Meng Shuangshuang asked curiously: "Little brother, is the fish made by the Japanese really delicious?"

The boy's longing expression: "Delicious."

"How on earth did he do it?"

"Cut into slices and eat with sauce." The boy's official speech is not very fluent, so he keeps it short, and with appropriate gestures, so that people can understand what he is talking about.

Meng Shuangshuang listened and said with disdain: "Che, I thought it was what, it turned out to be raw, so why not eat it with a fishy taste?"

"Not fishy." The boy shook his head and said.

Soon he arrived at the place where the Japanese sold sashimi, and saw a tall, thin man with a long table in front of him, and five different dishes were neatly arranged on the right side from large to small. Shaped knives with extremely sharp blades are used for descaling, transverse sectioning, longitudinal sectioning, bone cutting and slicing. Different knives are used for each step, which is extremely particular.

When they arrived, this man had just sold out one fish and was scooping another one out of the bucket, skillfully changing the knives to descale, cut the fish, debone, and finally flash the knife light like a dazzling skill. A very thin snow-white sashimi appeared.

Then picked up a pair of slender chopsticks with a pointed end, picked up the sliced ​​fish and placed them neatly on a fan-shaped ceramic platter. There were only seven slices in one plate. , mint leaves, seaweed, chrysanthemum and shredded radish, **** slices, embellished very well.

Such a small plate of sashimi was priced at ten cents, and many people were rushing to ask for it. After a while, dozens of plates of sashimi were sold out.

Although I have never been used to the Japanese practice of form over content, Ning Xi was impressed by the man's serious attitude, but then the words of a man beside him made Ning Xi unbearable. Zumi became angry, only to hear the young man say proudly: "Sashimi is a unique tradition of our Yamato nation. If it wasn't for our Mr. Taichi Ito who made a special trip here, how could you have eaten such exquisite delicacies."

"Haha!" Ning Xi laughed, "Sir, what you said is wrong, this sashimi was originally a traditional delicacy in my Central Plains. As early as hundreds of years ago, the poet Wang Mojie included it in "The Journey of Luoyang Daughter" According to the record of 'The Maid's Golden Plate Carp', the carp in it refers to this sashimi, also known as 'Crystal 脍' or 'Jin yu 鄍'. It's already there."

"Nonsense!" The young Japanese scorned, "I have never heard of what you said. If you really have a tradition of eating sashimi, why have we been here for a few days, but No one can cook this dish?"

Ning Xi sneered: "Our Greater China's traditional food culture has a long history, how can you ignorant people know everything? No one here can do it, it doesn't mean that no one in our Great Zhou Dynasty can do it. Not to mention, I also know some fur, how about willing to learn from this Mr. Ito Taiichi?"

The Japanese said: "We Mr. Taichi Ito is a master of the generation, how can we surrender our status to compete with you, a little girl?"

Ning Xi even sneered: "It turns out that I didn't dare."

Meng Shuangshuang said, "Ningxi, these are just people who are famous for their reputation. They don't even dare to compete with you. Why are you talking so much to them?"

The Japanese called Taichi Ito looked up at her sharply: "Then I want to see this girl's craftsmanship."

"Then you'll be optimistic!" Ning Xi took two steps forward and stretched out his hand behind him: "Shuangshuang, serve with a kitchen knife!"

Meng Shuangshuang immediately took out a kitchen knife tightly wrapped in cloth from the package he was carrying, and handed it to Ning Xi. Ning Xi slowly untied the wrapped cloth, revealing the snow-white shining blade.

As soon as Jun Qianyu saw it, it turned out that it was the kitchen knife with the red pear wood handle that he had given her, and couldn't help but smile.

Taiichi Ito deliberately wiped his five knives of different sizes one by one, looking at Ningxi defiantly, the choice of knives for making sashimi is very important, if you use inappropriate knives or blades It is not sharp enough, and it will destroy the shape and special flavor of the raw material itself when cutting, so in their place, the knives for handling sashimi are very important. Basically, everyone who makes sashimi will have five or even six special knives. .

Ning Xi carelessly picked up a snapper from the bucket. The flesh of this fish is tight and firm. It needs to be sliced ​​very thinly to taste good. Isn't he trying to show off his skills? Ning Xi was also very skilled. She was holding a knife in her right hand and holding the fish in her left hand. She saw a flash of light from the knife. Before anyone could see clearly, a whole fresh fish had already turned into a pile as thin as a cicada. Winged fillets.

Ning Xi held up a small plate of sashimi and handed it to Taichi Ito: "Mr. Ito, would you like to try it?" The hand that Ningxi showed just now may not be clear to others, but it can be used as Taichi Ito, who has been practicing fish since childhood. , but he could see clearly, Ning Xi's technique was professional and skillful, even better than him, which really shocked him.

Taiichi Ito picked up a piece of sashimi, placed it in the empty plate in front of him, dipped a bit of wasabi with chopsticks, placed it in the middle of the fish fillet, then folded the fillet, gently picked it up, and dipped it in a little soy sauce , into the mouth.