"Good guy, the big fish in the sea weighs at least a dozen catties!"

Zhang Ruyi stared at the big fish on the stall, her eyes were straight, it was so big, how could she eat it all? Usually, it is not very common to salvage three to five catties in the river. It is the first time she sees ten catties, which is regarded as seeing the world.

I heard that if you are lucky, you can still catch twenty or thirty catties, which are so big that she dare not eat them, for fear of encountering fish essence.

"Buy one, let's go to the beach and borrow a big iron pot to stew fish!"

The tail of the big fish is like a small swallow, so people in Licheng call it swallow fish. This is the same as what Xiao Lingchuan had eaten before. The meat is thick and delicious. It can be fried, stewed, deep-fried, or sauced, so it is very popular with the local people.

There are special small sheds by the sea, and fishermen also sell seafood, rent pots and pans, and there are families with good money in the surrounding cities, who come here to try something new, just like an ancient version of food stalls.

A big fish weighing about ten catties only costs two taels of silver, which is usually only enough to order a dish of chicken and duck in a big restaurant.

Li Haitang was about to leave, but when she was about to turn her head, she saw something familiar. She pointed to the black and green sea cucumber with thorns on the outside and asked, "How do you sell this?"

"Little lady, are you asking about this thorn?"

The fish vendor picked up the sea cucumbers and packed them in small baskets, "There are a lot of sea cucumbers in this seaside, and I don't need money, I'll just give them to you."

What the peddler meant was that he didn’t want money. He had a dozen or so fish here, and he probably got them together by accident when he was fishing.

Li Haitang had a heartache on his face. Sea cucumbers with such high nutritional value are either called sea worms or thorns. How disgusting is this!

Sea cucumbers are so casually piled up on the beach by fishermen, it's too reckless!

Of course, the common people don't know what nutrition is, they only know that chicken, duck and fish are good things, rich in oil and water.

Thanking the hawker, Li Haitang was very excited. The sea cucumbers brought by the barbarians were not as fresh as the ones in Licheng. These sea cucumbers were all freshly fished out of the sea.

Sea cucumbers are not recognized by the common people, and it is impossible to change them for money, but it is also very good to eat and supplement nutrition by yourself!

She was going to go to the beach to pick some up, then dry them in the sun, and save them for future dry goods.

At present, the relationship between the barbarians and Daqi is tense, and the two countries have restricted trade. Items such as sea cucumbers have basically disappeared in the border towns.

Even though he was prepared, Li Haitang was still excited when he saw a thick layer of sea cucumbers at the beach.

Fishermen know that this thing can be eaten, so they cut it into small strips in summer, and occasionally fry a green onion, but in terms of taste, it is really inferior to shrimp and crab. There are too many sea cucumbers to eat, and no one cares about sea cucumbers.

Li Haitang took the lead, and left the job of stewing the fish to his savage husband, while Lu Er, with the attitude of a gentleman far away from the kitchen, recited a sour poem to the sea, which made Li Haitang's tooth ache.

At the same time, let her understand a truth. No matter how down-to-earth a scholar is, he can't change his yearning for romance in his bones. Lu Yuanqing is also a layman.

"Husband, my poetry is better than Lu Yuanqing's."

The wind was light and the clouds were calm, and Li Haitang couldn't help letting out a series of laughter as he walked barefoot on the fine sand by the sea, which made Xiao Lingchuan turn his head frequently. His trouser legs were rolled up, and he was pulled by his wife to be a coolie.

On weekdays, women have to dress neatly, even if the villagers are busy with farming, they don't show their feet, but at the seaside, they do as the Romans do, their feet sink into the sand, and no one pays attention.

Xiao Lingchuan held a bamboo basket in his hand, picked up the sea cucumbers with two long bamboo chopsticks, raised them in the air, and the sea cucumbers fell steadily into the bamboo basket without any falling out. The muscles on his calf were clearly defined, It looks powerful.

"The lady will write a poem for her husband to appreciate."

Xiao Lingchuan raised his head and said in a deep voice.

In the distance, the sea and the sky are the same color, and the end can not be seen at a glance. The sea is sparkling, and there are groups of seagulls in the sky. Such a beautiful scenery is rare in the heavily polluted 21st century. Li Haitang smoothed his hands on his chest, Suddenly there is a lofty ambition to guide the country.

She coughed twice, cleared her throat, raised one arm, shook it, and said affectionately, "There are tears in the moon and pearls in the sea, and smoke in the warm sun in Lantian."

Li Haitang blinked, imitating the ancients, without any psychological pressure, but the second half of the sentence is "This feeling can be regarded as a memory, but it was lost at the time." It's too sad, so let's not say it.

There is no harm without comparison, she took a peek at Xiao Lingchuan out of the corner of her eye, and decided to remain silent.

Xiao Lingchuan looked calm, and the corners of his mouth twitched. After a while, he decided to tell the truth, "Lady, is this a poem written by Jin Hu?"

Li Haitang: ... She is also a goddess doctor after all, is she an idiot in the eyes of her husband? Even Lu Yuanqing couldn't think of such a talented half poem.

The most important thing about poems and songs is that they are easy to understand. She is a quatrain, which can't be done by those who don't have any literary literacy.

Xiao Lingchuan saw that Li Haitang's complexion was not good, and realized that he had said something wrong, and the poems sounded very sad, which did not suit his wife's style.

"Humph!"

After picking up a large basket full of sea cucumbers, Li Haitang saw that it was almost done, and walked to the small shed by the sea alone. Before leaving, he grabbed a few more sea cucumbers, only regretting that he didn't grow three hands.

She ignored her savage husband at all, and finally used the ink in her stomach to think up half a sour poem. He suspected her that although it was not original, it was not written by her younger brother Li Jinhu!

In the shed, Zhang Ruyi set up the bowls and chopsticks, and took out a jar of rice wine bought in Licheng. Seeing that Li Haitang was holding something in his hand, she said in surprise, "Why are you picking up so many thorns? They don't look good, and they are hard to get off." pharynx."

The ones that are not good-looking, no matter how delicious they are, feel a little weird. The skin is soft, a bit like a water snake, and it can make people's hair stand on end when touched.

Li Haitang is different from others, bragging all day long that he can lead the trend in Lucheng, and then treats things that look soft and like water snakes as treasures.

In the past, Zhang Ruyi always couldn't figure it out, thinking that Li Haitang was in a daze, but today she finally realized that it was because of this person's aesthetics that was different from ordinary people.

How did you say that, heavy taste!

Two days ago, she complained to Li Haitang that Lu Yuanqing had red lips and white teeth, and women's clothes were more beautiful than women's. She was jealous and slandered a few words, but Li Haitang nodded in agreement.

Miss Zhang was very speechless. She was just jealous of Lu Er, who was molested by someone in women's clothing when she went out. She was duplicity, but Li Haitang seemed to really think so.

A man should be handsome and elegant. Does he have to be like Xiao Lingchuan, with a rough and dark skin and a black charcoal head?

Although Xiao Lingchuan has great strength, is it useful? The family is not short of money, so he doesn't need to do the work by himself, just raise a few servants. Lu Yuanqing's hands were thin and long. Touching her smooth back at night made people feel shuddering. Zhang Ruyi thought that her husband's hands must be well taken care of, which was related to her sexual well-being.