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Chapter 10 Fish Soup

"Eat fish?"

I thought the child had run away, but I was anxious and got angry, but I finally calmed down. When I heard Zhu Da's words, I was confused. For Zhu Da's parents, eating fish was beyond the concept.

The family of three is outside the village, and there are inconvenient places to talk too much. Zhu Da just smiled and urged, "Go home and say, "Go home and say."

The father Zhu Shitou and his mother Zhu Wang looked at each other. Although they did not speak, they both read a similar meaning from each other's expressions and eyes. The child is becoming more and more like an adult, and it is becoming more and more difficult to control.

Before entering the house, everyone was silent. When the yard gate was closed, his father Zhu Shitou muttered: "Do you know how much you worry about your parents? Once you get home, your mother and I went out to find someone without even leaving. If you have a few things, what should we do!"

But his mother, Zhu Wangshi, smiled and said, "It's good to come back, it's good to come back, mom goes to cook."

Neither of them took what Zhu Da said seriously. Zhu Da said, "Mom, I'll help you", and followed him with three grilled fish. Hearing this, his parents looked at each other again, but this time he was filled with relief.

The supper at Zhu's family is very simple. They steamed the cakes prepared that day and heated them, and then cooked a pot of vegetable soup with less salt and no oil. This is the supper. The ingredients of the vegetable soup are vegetables grown at home and wild vegetables picked outside. Villagers who are "mother-in-law's diced" and "marshmallow" still recognize it.

"Xiaoda, just add firewood to the stove. Don't worry about anything else, don't get scalded." Mother Zhu Wangshi specially reminded him.

Zhu Da hung the grilled fish with reeds skewers on the side, took down a piece and said, "Mom, I'll make this soup tonight!"

"Xiao Da can still cook? Who did you learn from?" Zhu Wang asked casually. She thought her son was joking or was curious about learning to play house.

Zhu Da had prepared a prepared answer to this question and replied with a smile: "My son saw someone doing it by the river, and he learned it."

Unexpectedly, this sentence made Zhu Wangshi worry and hurriedly said, "Xiaoda, there are water ghosts in the Xiami River, who often drag children down, and there are bad people by the river. They all want to eat children. You must be careful not to go to the river!"

Zhu Da nodded with his left ear and his right ear, approaching the stove. Although his family is poor, he should have it, such as chopping boards and kitchen knives. He first washed the wild vegetables and cabbage, and then cut them into thin strips with a knife. In just a few simple strokes, Zhu Wangshi, who was beside him, widened his eyes.

The mother Zhu Wangshi thought that Zhu Da was going to do something, and she even prepared to waste some vegetables. Her son was sick and ran away, which really scared the person. Zhu Wangshi decided to take care of him more easily. Who would have thought that Zhu Da would really do it, and it was very well-organized. Just looking at the method of cutting vegetables, it would not be like a nonsense.

Zhu Da often had to rely on himself for more than 20 years of orphan life. In addition, he later liked to travel outdoors, so he had already trained his cooking skills. Today, he was reviewing and familiarizing himself with the previous movements by the river. Now he looks more professional when using them.

The water in the pot had already boiled. Zhu Da treated the two grilled fish, washed the wood ash on it, then used a kitchen knife to make a rest, removed the big thorns, cut it into several pieces and threw it into the pot. The roasted fish had a fragrance, and with the spice of those wild vegetables, it was not long after cooking, and a seductive fresh fragrance immediately spread. Although there was also a fishy smell, who could still care about it.

After boiling for a while, Zhu Da stuffed firewood into the stove pit while checking the heat, and then added the cut vegetables. The vegetables were easy to cook. When the heat was almost done, Zhu Da smiled and turned around and said, "Mom, you need to add salt."

Salt goods are expensive and need to be used. Zhu Da was afraid that he would overdo it, so he asked his mother to do it. At this time, Zhu Wang was already stunned. The snow-white fish soup on the stove was rolling, and the fresh smell filled the room. These were made by his son, the stubborn boy who was spoiled and ran and played wildly outside all day long.

"Mom, add salt quickly, it's going to be out of the pot." Zhu Da urged again. Zhu Wang realized that he quickly turned a little salt and added it. Looking at the little salt, Zhu Da simply used a clay pot to hold the salt, and then used a wooden spoon to scoop the soup into the clay pot.

Next, the kitchen skills of the mother and son turned around. Zhu Wang's movements were stiff and heated the mixed grain cakes, and almost fell to the ground several times because she was still shocked by the scene just now. Things were trivial, but they were completely impossible to happen in conceptual common sense.

The cake was placed on the curtain and just covered the pot. Zhu Shitou also came to the kitchen. The fresh fragrance with a fishy smell was so tempting that he couldn't figure out what good thing it was. It was not the New Year Festival, so his family didn't kill chickens to buy meat.

"Dad, wait a moment, the meal will be ready soon." Zhu Da greeted, dipped it in a wooden spoon in a vinegar can, and then stirred it in a clay pot for a few times. People in Shanxi are often prepared for vinegar, which is more acceptable than salt. Add vinegar to the fish soup to suppress the fishy smell and make the fresh fragrance stronger.

In the dull expression of his parents, Zhu Da brought the grilled fish soup and mixed grain cakes to the table, served them to his parents and himself, and said with a smile: "Dad, mom, it's time to eat."

"Xiaoda, are you crazy? Do you want to go to the neighboring village to find the witch to show you?" Father Zhu Shitou didn't move his chopsticks, but just said blankly. The child's behavior during this period was not that he had too many ideas, but he seemed to be possessed by evil spirits. What's going on with this fresh and fragrant fish soup? What's going on with his skillful movements in the kitchen just now? Are he possessed by some ghost?

Zhu Da was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect his parents to have this idea, but Zhu Da's reaction was fast enough and he pretended to be naive and explained: "Dad, I'm not crazy. There is a Taoist priest by the river who often goes to catch fish, which he told me."

In my memory, there was indeed a Taoist who was a tourist in Baibao Village and nearby, but he did not receive any alms or offerings, so he did not stay here for more. In addition, the villagers along the Xiami River actually did not go there many times, and they only went there when they were digging canals and fetching water. This vague explanation is reasonable.

"I have said it many times, no one has watched you. Don't go to the riverside, and you won't care about you if something happens!" This explanation made my father Zhu Shitou's doubts dissipate, and I still couldn't help but scold him.

Next to him, his mother, Zhu Wang, made a smooth move and urged him: "Eat soon, it's going to be cold!"

Zhu Shitou picked up the bowl and took a sip. As soon as the soup was in his mouth, Zhu Shitou was stunned and motionless. This reaction scared Zhu Da and Zhu Wangshi, thinking to himself whether it was unpalatable or something was wrong.

Because he was too shocked from the time of cutting the materials, Zhu Wang had never tasted it in one bite, and Zhu Da was very confident and felt that it would not be unpalatable at all, but now he was feeling anxious. He didn't know what it felt like to drink fish for the first time when he had never eaten fish. Moreover, the fish he had not been treated too well, and his parents felt that it was very likely that the fish smell was unpalatable.

"Dad, don't vomit if you think the fishy smell is unpalatable. This is especially good for your body." Zhu Da reminded him, if you think it is not delicious, then use it as a supplement. This protein and fat are good for Renmin University, not to mention that the fat of this fish is still unsaturated fat. Of course, you will not have any problems with the three highs of obesity these days.

Zhu Shitou still swallowed it. After drinking the soup, his expression changed again. He was still shocked, but also happy. He took a sip without saying anything, and swallowed it slowly like tasting wine. Then he said, "Why is this soup so delicious? It's almost like chicken soup!"

When the mother Zhu Wang heard these words, she quickly took a sip, and a similar expression appeared on her face. She was watching how Zhu Da made soup, but she didn't have so many questions.

"You said you used fish. I have eaten that fish. It was so fishy that it couldn't be eaten, and it was bitter. How could you make it so delicious?" Zhu Shitou asked hurriedly. It was similar to what Zhu Da thought. The villagers hadn't eaten fish before, but they just didn't know the right way.

Baibao Village and the neighboring villages live in poor life, but this poverty is in the concept of Zhu Da. For these villagers from military families, they can barely afford to spend money and live a peaceful life. This is already a very good life.

Moreover, Datong is surrounded by military garrisons, and military households are hereditary. The military households have not changed much from generation to generation. In such an environment, people are conservative and closed, and they accept new things very slowly, and they do not accept the demand for new things. This is why there are fish that no one touches them, which is very similar to the situation where they did not eat seafood on the coast of Shandong back then.

People who eat mixed grains, vegetables and vegetables all year round have an instinctive desire for fat and protein, which is what the saying goes, "lack of oil and water". Zhu Da's parents' meal tonight was also a storm. After drinking all the fish soup, they were very satisfied. However, during the process of eating, Zhu Da kept reminding their parents to pay attention to fish bones. There are many fish bones in the river, so they must be careful.

"You are very expensive to catch these fish? Are these fish the only ones delicious?" His father Zhu Shitou asked in confusion. He didn't have much questions about how Zhu Da could catch fish. They could accept the reason "I learned to catch fish by the river." Zhu Da also found that his parents were easy to fool because of their shallow knowledge.

"Most of the fish in the river taste this way, as long as you know how to cook it," Zhu Da replied with a smile.

"You will not be flooded when you catch fish. I remember you don't know how to water. If we don't eat it, you won't eat it. You don't have any risks." Mother Zhu Wangshi interrupted, and his father nodded repeatedly.

Zhu Da was moved and shook his head and said, "Mom, don't worry. I was catching fish by the river, and the water was gone through my calves. It's okay, I will catch big fish tomorrow!"

"Xiao Da has grown up" and "Xiao Da has really grown up" have been said many times today. Zhu Da himself did not mention the matter of learning martial arts, nor did his parents mention it. However, today the matter of kneeling down to study martial arts should have been passed to his parents, but his parents did not speak out to stop him, and his attitude should have changed.

I caught the fish, drank the fish soup, let my parents accept this matter, and then no longer object to the martial arts learning, and at least remain silent.
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