Rebirth of the God-level Xueba
Chapter 1162: Mingzhe
Boom boom.
Boom boom.
The knock on the door was polite and gentle.
Jing Yulan, who was sitting on the sand reading a book, was stunned, looked at Yang Rui, and asked, "Have you invited someone?"
"No." Yang Rui also put down the book blankly.
"I'm going to open the door." Jing Yulan was weird. She tidied her skirt and covered her plump white legs. He curled up behind the door and looked at the cat's eyes before opening the door.
Outside the door, Sun Mingzhe was also taken aback for a moment, and reacted in an instant, and asked cautiously: "Hello, is Yang Rui there?"
He didn't add any identity words to avoid mistakes.
The room was not big. Yang Rui heard the sound and walked out, looking at Sun Mingzhe in surprise, and said, "How do you know I live here?"
"Um... I followed the company's car." Sun Mingzhe blushed and stumbled in his answer. He didn't know that Yang Rui hadn't told other people where he lived.
Yang Rui looked at Sun Mingzhe with the expression of a magical animal, and asked, "That is, you followed me?"
The word tracing is common in novels and movies, but rare in reality.
Sun Mingzhe blushed again, and said hurriedly: "I'm not a follower, I'm the one... I can't ask other people for your address, so I just thought, let the company's car follow.
"The company car will let you follow me?"
"No, I said we were together, that... I told him that you let me follow you."
"Lie?"
"It's not...it's not, I just didn't tell him to understand." Sun Mingzhe laughed with him, sweat was about to shed.
Yang Rui hummed twice, without entanglement, and asked, "Are you here to find me?"
"Yes... Director Yang, is it convenient to go in and talk?"
"Come in." Yang Rui couldn't stop them just like that. Although the tracking was a bit too much, but considering the identity of the other party's medical representative, Yang Rui really couldn't say that he did it too badly. He could do it in this era. The medical representatives who have this kind of thing are really promising.
Sun Mingzhe smiled shyly, did not enter the door immediately, but turned around and pulled out a long sack from the door.
Yang Rui was taken aback for a moment, and Sun Mingzhe broke into the door.
"Hello, may I ask, is this the kitchen?" Sun Mingzhe asked politely.
Jing Yulan, who was asked, looked at Sun Mingzhe's big sack blankly and nodded. She has returned to Beijing in the past two years and has seen many people giving gifts to her father. However, it is still a bit special to come with sacks.
Sun Mingzhe lifted the sack laboriously and lifted it to the table, then took off the sack skin, revealing... a big fish with a long sharp mouth and fat.
"I made a Spanish mackerel. It was too big and I couldn't eat it by myself. So I wanted to send it to Consultant Yang to try it out. I just caught it from Xiangshan Port yesterday. The train that was delivered in the early morning used ice cubes along the way. Keep it fresh with salt."
Sun Mingzhe is obviously more medically representative than Yang Rui thought, and his gift-giving skills are at least a silver-level player.
Most of the spaniels the size of a human body, the skin is turquoise, shiny, and there is no clean mucus. Some people have small eyes and half a fist, bright and open, seeming to say, "I'm really very It's delicious, the shark swims so fast to eat my emotions.
Yang Rui's eyes couldn't help but brighten. The negative emotions of being tracked disappeared most of the time. He touched his chin and said, "The blue-spot mackerel caught in Xiangshan Port, right?"
With that said, Yang Rui came closer and nodded when he saw the blue dots on the fish's ridge.
Sun Mingzhe also brightened his eyes and said with a smile: "Counselor Yang is indeed a biological expert, and he is right when he says it. It's a blue-spotted mackerel."
"I know that the Spanish mackerel is a blue-spotted mackerel, but I didn't learn it from a book." Yang Rui said and pressed the fish's body, only feeling full of elasticity, so he nodded again.
Sun Mingzhe watched his movements and said, "I took out the box only downstairs, otherwise it would be too difficult to move. Before, it was all packed with ice and salt, and it was as fresh as the one I just called."
The fish bought in the fishing port, strictly speaking, is not the freshest, because it takes time for fishermen to fish, that is, offshore fishing. It is normal for the boat to go for a day and the boat to return for a day. Go a little further. Or it will take several days for wind and waves. Not to mention the far seas. It’s nothing to go back in half a month and half a month. In the future, the Chinese will sail around the earth and go to Chile. What about fishing.
Therefore, it is the fastest that seafood caught from the sea can be delivered to the table within two or three days.
Sun Mingzhe specifically found a friend, stayed in the fishing port, and delivered the Spanish mackerel as quickly as possible. After using ice and salt during the period, the freshness was not lost in a short period of time.
Needless to say, the effort was spent.
Sun Mingzhe almost scanned his circle of friends, read the address book of Inner Mongolia, Xinjiang, Yunan, and finally selected mackerel.
"The spring incident is just around the corner, and Yang Hua flies the mackerel. But don’t eat out of time, Ning Xuan has not solved the fragrant aroma." Sun Mingzhe shook his head and read the old poem, then paused and smiled: "The mackerel before Qingming Festival. It’s the best."
Yang Rui looked at the beautiful mackerel which was more than one meter long and swallowed silently.
Indeed, there are many species of mackerel, and they are distributed almost all over the world. However, in terms of deliciousness, the blue-spotted mackerel is used. In China, among all kinds of mackerel, only the blue-spotted mackerel is the only one. , Can be called Bayu.
Compared with other mackerel, the waters where the blue-spotted mackerel lives are the lowest in salinity. The juvenile mackerel basically lives in fresh water, and then also lives in the offshore for a long time. This makes the blue-spotted mackerel live in the sea for a long time. The meat of mackerel is more tender and more suitable for Chinese tastes.
Among them, the Spanish mackerel produced in Xiangshan Port is the most famous.
The Spanish mackerel in Xiangshan Port before and after the Ching Ming Festival is extremely plump and naturally the best.
What's more rare is that this mackerel is so big.
Unlike a pure freshwater fish like carp, mackerel, a marine fish, is bigger and more delicious.
"This weighs forty or fifty catties, right?" Yang Rui asked.
"Sixty-six kilograms." Sun Mingzhe grinned.
"It's rare that you can carry it upstairs..." Yang Rui paused and said, "What do you want to do with such an expensive gift?"
"It's pure admiration." Sun Mingzhe said immediately: "In addition, I want to apologize to Consultant Yang for the recklessness last time."
"Sixty-six kilograms of admiration is too heavy, I can't take it." Yang Rui endured the wailing of his stomach and shook his head. Ordinary mackerel, even if it is ten catties or eight catties, is 30 years later, the mackerel in Xiangshan Port will be worth four catties and six catties. Sixty-six catties are very rare now.
Sun Mingzhe chuckled lightly: "I have moved all the important things, so don't be polite."
"If you don't make it clear, I dare not accept it." Even Hua Rui's people~lightnovelpub.net~Yang Rui couldn't just accept it.
"I really didn't ask for it." Sun Mingzhe said sincerely: "My greatest hope is that one day you can come to Beihe Province to give us a lecture. However, this is not a requirement, but an invitation. If you are willing to come, we will treat us well. , You don’t have time, don’t worry..."
"I'll take it." Yang Rui pondered for a while, and said, "I'll tell you a way. If you agree, I will accept it. If you disagree, stop saying it."
"You say."
"How about this fish, I bought it for two hundred yuan?"
Sun Mingzhe shook his head repeatedly: "Too much, too much, where is it worth two hundred yuan."
"Sixty-six catties of fish is not too much." Yang Rui said as he took out two hundred yuan, and handed it to Sun Mingzhe: "If I take the money, I will collect the fish. Otherwise, I will find a car to help you send it back."
"Yes, I'll take it." Sun Mingzhe thought for a while, still accepted the money, turned around and said: "Deliver it home, I'll clean it up for you."
With that said, Sun Mingzhe couldn't help but said, went into the kitchen, found the kitchen knife by himself, put on the scarf, and said: "I think you have a refrigerator, so most of the slices are installed, and the best is to fry. The rest is used for wrapping. Spanish mackerel dumplings, or using mackerel to burn fatty meat, are also beautiful."
Sun Mingzhe said, he lifted the mackerel onto the cutting board, brushed it with water, and then cut it down the middle section with a kitchen knife.
The cut mackerel is white and red, with only one bone in the middle. It does not have the annoying intermuscular spines of freshwater fish or hairtails. The tail of the second half is pure fish flesh, round and round, with a cross-sectional ratio of three. The palms of the hands are bigger together.
"I cut it into slices, then put some oil in the pan, you can eat it as soon as you fry, tear it layer by layer and eat it..."
Sun Mingzhe was talking, and Yang Rui nodded. The kitchen was so harmonious that there was no hatred or grievance.
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