Chapter 727: Chapter 631: Northeast Bountiful Harvest
Liu Hehe and Liu Zhaofeng only have one feeling and one regret now.
They feel their tongues aren’t enough, and regret that Wang Fan isn’t their own brother.
Steamed bass doesn’t really have a market in the Northeast, but the plate in front of them looks very light and yet tastes full of flavor.
Moreover, it’s not just the taste of the seasoning; the fish meat itself is incredibly flavorful!
Clearly without much seasoning, the fish meat in the mouth has just that little bit of salty soy sauce, yet it’s relying on its rich savory taste, directly making the taste buds lost.
Liu Zhaofeng clamps another piece of bass, the white tender fish meat still hanging with a few shreds of scallion, and the scallion shreds drizzled with hot oil look half-cooked, much softer, and the fresh scallion scent is much more intense.
Putting it into the mouth, the oil-rich chicken fat and the fish’s own moisture mix and become even more smooth, instantly moistening the tip of the tongue, the fresh scent of fish meat briskly rushes to the highlands of taste buds.
With a gentle chew, the fish meat melts completely in the mouth, so tender that one doubts whether a piece of fish meat was ever there.
The fish skin has no trace of fishiness, becoming more firm and smooth after being steamed on high heat, but the heat control is so good that it doesn’t seem too hard, in the mouth it feels bouncy and crispy tender.
Adding in the soft scallion, a bite releases a burst of rich scallion fragrance, the mixed flavor truly makes one unable to resist.
"Brother Wang, your steamed bass is truly delicious, I’ve never eaten such tasty steamed fish, eat a piece of fish meat and mouthfuls are filled with fish freshness."
Just as Liu Zhaofeng finished speaking, Liu Hehe also praised: "The best is this pot fish, refreshing and savory with a bit of spice, opening a shop with this would surely earn a fortune."
She is simply in love with this pot fish!
The fish meat is gleaming like jade with no tiny bones, using a spoon to scoop out two pieces, small scallion rings stick randomly to the fish pieces.
A thick piece enters the mouth yet is at the utmost slippery and bouncy, the soup soaking the fish meat isn’t very oily, appearing very refreshing, but in the mouth the taste is very rich.
Eat a mouthful of fish meat, then drink a mouthful of fish-flavored soup, then happily "ha" a mouthful of fresh and spicy air, that sense of satisfaction is truly beyond words!
The best part is you can eat a lot of this fish without gaining weight!
The world’s most considerate meat certainly knows where it should grow, and the second most considerate meat surely tastes good and doesn’t make you fat.
The second uncle looked at the young people eating with joy, this is the family’s liveliest time in recent years, glancing at Wang Fan then Zhuo Qianqian, pondering if he can prepare to be a grandpa in two years?
Thinking of that scene, he grins like a Maitreya Buddha.
While harmony reigns here, some families always bear the pain of origin.
Zhou Ruoqing has decided not to return home for the New Year this year; she gets no peace when she goes back.
The constant blabbering from uncles and aunts, endless arranged dates, quarreling parents, all kinds of verbal abuse and belittling, have long become habitual.
Making three dishes seemed less, making four seemed more, every day was nothing but relentless scolding and blaming.
She considers herself just an ordinary person, not with such strong mental fortitude, this year she plans to avoid it this once, just stay put in the Northeast for winter.
Renting a house in a more remote place, a month for only 1000 yuan, eating and drinking with 50 yuan a day you can eat well and fill, occasionally can go find Boss Wang to spend a little money to improve meals, what to eat today?
Oh well, whatever Boss Wang makes is delicious, just go and line up first.
The rented house is very simple, a small room with a little yard, emerging from the warmth of the bed, looking out the window it’s a vast white world; back home everything is green trees, flowers, and fruits.
Although it doesn’t have those here, it fits her mood right now, this quiet environment can calm her heart down, all stress can be cast into the snow piles.
It snowed again last night, this powdery snow feels really comfortable to touch.
"Crunch, crunch, crunch..."
The big snow boots stepping in ankle-deep snow make a pleasant sound, brightening her mood, like a caged bird gaining freedom.
"Ha..."
The only discomfort is, even with gloves, hands are icy cold, the breath can merely relieve it.
Wang Fan naturally knows Zhou Ruoqing, she’s part of his management team.
"You came too early, I’m not ready yet."
Zhou Ruoqing giggles: "The place I’m staying at is quite far, I’m afraid I couldn’t get a car today so I walked over."
Zhuo Qianqian quickly steps forward to hold her: "Sister Qing, come in the shop and have some hot water to warm up."
Being pulled into the shop by Zhuo Qianqian, she stretches out her nearly frozen hands to hold a cup filled with warm water, feeling the hands amusingly like passing electricity.
Zhuo Qianqian places her hands over Zhou Ruoqing’s: "Sister Qing, you’d better heat the gloves before going out, otherwise you won’t feel warm on the way, look how frozen you are."
Feeling the warmth and smoothness on the back of her hands, Zhou Ruoqing’s eyes brim with moistness. It’s said that only those cherished by someone have warm hands, imagine Boss’s wife must have plenty of love?
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