Chapter 143 Fried dried fish

  Man Bao looked at the oil in the jar, and she knew it was not enough without Keke scanning her. She squatted her mouth, put down the oil can and went out sadly.

  Xiao Qian understood it at first glance. She looked down at the jar of oil and thought it was quite a lot.

  If this is not enough, how much oil is needed, she dare not mention this, for fear that the child will be obsessed with eating fried fish.

  Man Bao squatted in front of the wooden bucket containing the small fish, watching the small fish inside swim over, she turned her eyes, took a basin and fished for the fish in it.

  The big head met and asked, "Sister, why are you fishing for them?"

  Man Bao said: "I'm going to find Shan Bao."

   With his big head and mouth wide open, he quickly grabbed the tub and protected his esophagus: "Sister, the little boy also has fish, so we don’t need to send it."

“If you don’t finish it, you’ll give half of it, and the other half will be fried.” Man Bao knew that asking someone for help would be paid for, so he decided to take a little more, and then discussed with Bai Shanbao, gave him half, and the other half fried. To eat.

  Man Bao and Da Tou described how delicious the fried fish is, but Da Tou really drooled, and asked, "Do they have so much oil in their home?"

   "There must be," Man Bao said, "Their kitchen is delicious, and it's a lot of fun."

  As a frequent visitor to the Bai family, Man Bao has been to their kitchen, and can even be said to be familiar with the road.

  Big head stopped blocking now, and helped to catch the fish, and then called Da Ya to come and help, and the two of them carried it to the Bai's house together.

  Zhou Xi and Xiao Qian were busy in the kitchen, while Feng and He went to the vegetable garden. Old Zhou had just gone out with a family of men, so there was no adult in the yard.

  Man Bao took Datou and Da Ya and carried a basin of fish to Bai's house.

  Man Bao will come to Bai's house almost every other day or two. The people of Bai's family know her very well, and when they see her, they open the door and let her in, while calling someone to notify the young master.

  Bai Shanbao ran out and saw them carrying the tub in front of him. He said happily: "I have fish too, don't want you to send it."

  Man Baodao: "It's not a free gift. I want to eat fried fish, but my family does not have enough oil. I want to use half a pot of fish for fried fish."

  Bai Shanbao tilted his head in doubt, "How is the fried fish like?"

  "It is fried in oil, and you don't know how to cook, you can understand after talking to the chef." Man Bao emphatically described how delicious the fried fish is.

  Of course, she has never eaten it, but this does not prevent her from making an imagination based on Keke’s description.

  Bai Shanbao couldn’t help but swallowed, and took them to the kitchen, “I want to eat the fried fish too.”

  Manbao said that there is no problem.

  The chefs of the Bai’s family are also preparing for dinner. Da Ji just brought the fish. They were thinking about cooking a fish and frying another fish. As a result, the young master came.

Man Bao doesn’t know how to cook, but she followed her sister-in-law when she was a child. When she was younger, she was cooked with stir-fry on her back by Xiao Qian. Naturally, she was very familiar with cooking, and she had a good guide. Kind of.

  The chef is responsive to the young master. Although she thinks frying the fish is very oily, she still has a different pot.

At first, the fire was a bit big, but the chef was indeed a skilled person. She quickly figured out the size of the fire, processed the small fish according to the method of Manbao, marinated it, and battered some flour, and then proceeded. Pan frying.

  The oil sizzled, and a pot of scent quickly came to the nose. The four children looked close in surprise, and the cook quickly told them to step back for fear that the oil would splash on them.

  The chef estimated that if it was okay, she fished it out to control the oil. After tasting it, she thought it was okay to start the second pot.

  Man Bao no longer went to see the oil pan, but squatted in front of the plate to watch the fried dried fish. He couldn't help swallowing, and Bai Shanbao couldn't help but swallow.

  The chef looked funny, and said, "Master and little ladies eat as much as they want. I'm still fried here."

  Bai Shanbao stretched out his hand and grabbed one. Man Bao followed close behind. Datou and Da Ya were a little restrained and did not dare to reach out.

  Man Bao took a bite and felt that it was burnt, crispy and delicious, so she pinched another one and stuffed it into Da Ya’s mouth, stuffed another one into the big one, and ate it happily with Bai Shanbao.

  The chef started eating pot after pot, and the four children started eating almost without drying. When Liu heard the news and rushed over, the four children had already eaten a lot.

  Liu hurriedly pulled them up and said, “You can’t eat too much at once, save it and eat slowly.”

  Bai Shanbao stuffed his grandmother's mouth with a stick, and said happily: "Grandma, it's delicious."

   "It's good to eat in moderation," Liu taught them, "It's not good to eat too much. Even if you love to eat, you must restrain yourself."

  Liu’s ate, think this fried fish has a special flavor, it is very suitable for children as snacks, but you can’t eat too much at once.

In the end, Liu was the master and asked the chef to explode some more, and then filled Man Bao with a pot and took it back. She reached out and touched her little head and said, "You can't eat anymore tonight, you can eat it later. Eat less, or your stomach will hurt, you know?"

  Man Bao responded happily, and went back with the big head and big girl.

   Seeing the fried and steaming fish brought back by the three children, Qian was silent for a while, and said to Xiao Qian, "Can you collect the yam in the ground?"

  Xiao Qian said: "I dug a bit today, it's quite big, it should be edible."

  Qian said: "Dig a few of them back tomorrow, and let Man Bao take them to the Bai family."

  Xiao Qian responded.

Qian looked at Man Bao, who was dividing the fried fish for everyone, called her to her side, touched her red face and said, "Next time, don’t be so rude. Come here?"

  Man Bao replied with embarrassment, his eyes sparkling: "Mother, the fried dried fish is delicious, you can eat it too."

  Qian shook his head with a smile, "My mother doesn't smell the fishy smell, so I won't eat it. You can eat it."

  Man Bao was a little sorry, "My mother can't eat such delicious things, mother, I want to send some dried fish to my husband and my friends."

  Qian smiled and said, "Send it if you want."

  Man Bao was happy to find the box.

I don’t have a good box at home, but there is a bamboo woven box. This is still Man Bao wants to hold things. Lang made it for her on Tuesday. Man Bao found two smaller ones and filled them with small fish, and planned to bring a box tomorrow. Give it to Mr. Zhuang, and give the other box to Chu Lang, so that he can bring it to Miss Fu Er.

  The last time Ms. Fu Er gave Man Bao a beautiful letterhead with flowers, Man Bao has never found a suitable return item.

Of course, Man Bao not only sent Xiaoyuzi, she also wrote to Miss Fu Er, telling her about the fun things she has done today. This is the most fun thing she has played since she grew up. She thinks fishing is really real. It's so fun, just as fun as the New Year.

  It would be great if they could go fishing every day. Now Manbao is looking forward to breaking the upper river dam again so that they can go fishing every day and go to the river to play every day.

  　 Wish all mothers in the world, Happy Mother's Day!

  　　

  　

  (End of this chapter)