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"Huh? What is this?" As soon as Yang Weihong entered the kitchen, he saw the sound of living creatures crawling in a bucket in the dishwasher. (When you read the novel, you can go to Ye Zi·You~You)

When he came over to see, Yang Weihong, who was used to seeing all kinds of strange ingredients, was stunned: "Why is this... this? Xiaoyi, you are preparing this thing to cook, right?"

What? When he heard that Yang Weihong looked shocked, He Ying and Yang Ming's curiosity was aroused. When he quickly went up and saw that, he immediately looked like Yang Weidong, with laughter and disappointment.

"Isn't this a crayfish?" Yang Weihong looked at Yang Yi with some doubts and said something: "Who eats this?"

He Ying and Yang Ming next to him also had deep expressions of consent, and they were a little disdainful.

Speaking of which, although this imported creature that came from the Americas across the ocean was first recorded in Jiangbei, the neighboring province of Jiangnan, on the geographical invasion route, it went westward, passing Huangshan Province and Xijiang Province, and came to the land of Xiangchu. It was not until later that the dishes such as oil-squashed prawns and spicy crayfish were popular all over the country that they entered the large and large water systems of Jiangnan Province due to artificial breeding.

Moreover, at this time, in the minds of the people of Jiangnan Province, there were countless aquatic products in the water town. Even if you had to eat crustaceans, there were river crabs and snails in rivers, rivers, rivers, rivers, rivers, rivers, rivers, rivers, rivers, rivers, rivers, rivers, rivers, rivers, rivers, rivers, rivers, rivers, rivers, rivers, rivers, rivers, rivers, rivers, rivers, rivers, rivers, rivers, rivers, rivers, rivers, rivers, rivers, rivers, rivers, rivers, rivers, rivers, rivers, rivers, rivers, rivers, rivers, rivers, rivers, rivers, rivers, and rivers, and rivers, at this time, there were countless aquatic products in the water. In addition, in the minds of the people in Jiangnan Province, there was countless aquatic products in the water. Even if they had to eat them, they would

"Uncle, this thing doesn't matter, and I don't matter. I will guide you to cook it first, cook it out, eat it at noon, and then talk about it." Seeing that everyone was dissatisfied with everyone's faces, and his mother shook her head and looked out of sight, Yang Yi had to speak with the facts.

Yang Yi said this, so Yang Weihong could only hesitate to look at Yang Min, then rolled up her sleeves: "I'm not energetic, why do I feel like I'm dying shrimp?"

After suddenly reacting, Yang Weihong was stunned at Yang Yi again: "It's winter now, how did you get these things?"

"I went to Yueyan Town with Brother Luo to do something. On the way, I saw a fellow villager digging lotus roots, so I asked them to dig in the pond. Otherwise, wouldn't they be so energetic?" Yang Yi shrugged. When he thought that he would be able to eat braised shrimps in a while, Yang Yi's saliva couldn't stop emitting. [Ye*zi] [You*you]

He still remembers that in 2014, he finally accompanied a few netizens in Tianya community to have a midnight snack. The price of a pound of crayfish rose to 98 yuan, which made Yang Yi, who had always been short of money in his previous life, feel extremely heartbroken.

Now, after rebirth, you must eat a lot and make up for all the losses in your previous life.

"Xiaoyi, you are so!" Yang Weihong was speechless for a moment. He had so much trouble to eat a crayfish that no one else had.

"Is it clean?" Yang Min asked what He Ying and Yang Ming and his son wanted to ask, but they were not easy to ask.

Although Yang Weihong has been doing management work in the hotel for many years, she has not lost her time. After picking up a lobster that weighs almost one or two, she couldn't help but exclaim: "What a big shrimp, it should still be very clean if it is clean. Look at the shrimp, it's so big, but the tail still has a blue color, so she must have never drunk the water in the sewage ditch. And looking at this, have you been raising it with salt all the time?"

"My uncle has such a good eye!" Yang Yi raised his thumb, then took out an aluminum basin from the cabinet, flushed it, and smiled and said, "Come on, uncle, I'll help you and clean up the shrimps first."

After saying that, he grabbed a lobster and demonstrated to Yang Weihong: first cut a piece of thumb-sized on the shrimp's head with large scissors, then cracked twice, cut off the tips on the two shrimp's claws. Finally, he grabbed the shrimp's left hand and pinched a piece of tail in the middle with his right hand. He was decisive in his movements, quick eyes and quick hands, and he saw that he had done this work a lot.

Yang Weihong was a little surprised. Judging from this, his nephew should have eaten this crayfish. If this is the case, maybe he can really show off some unique skills.

Then he also picked up another pair of scissors and treated a lobster in the same way. He asked curiously: "Xiao Yi, why is the purpose of cutting off the shrimp head and shrimp claw tips to make it taste better?"

Yang nodded, shook his head again, and explained with a smile: "The shrimp claws are cut off to make it taste better, and this shrimp head is removed, which is more hygienic. Although this crayfish does not live in sewage as people think, it will still accumulate some heavy metals and toxic substances in the shrimp head, and it is healthier to cut and cut."

Yang Weihong nodded, stopped talking, and focused on dealing with the half-dead crayfish in her hands.

After a while, all the areas that should be processed were processed. Yang Yi washed under the faucet two or three times, turned around and smiled at Yang Weihong and Yang Ming: "I bought this shrimp for two days and have been kept in light salt water. I washed it carefully in the morning. It must be cleaner than the things like Fushou snails in the restaurant outside."

Yang Ming and his mother were hung up, but He Ying still frowned and smacked her lips at a pot of crayfish, looking very unacceptable.

That's all? Yang Weihong watched Yang push the bags of crayfish in front of him, and took out a series of dishes, filled with prepared seasonings, so she looked over with inquiring eyes.

"Okay, uncle, please put it in the pot. First stir-fry two kinds of dried peppers, then add green and red peppercorns, large ingredients, green onion and ginger, just like you usually cook oil and braised vegetables."

After hearing Yang Yisuo, Yang Weihong was still wondering. This method was not very rare. It was just a common home-style method. However, he was not slow in his hands. He first cooked vegetable oil, and then added a shovel of lard that had just been boiled before the New Year according to Yang Yi's request. After the lard melted, a handful of double pepper peels, green and red peppercorns, and all the ingredients were put into the pot, and a strong fragrance suddenly burst out.

Then he quickly pulled the aluminum basin from his left hand and poured it into the pot when the aroma of the pepper peel was the strongest. With this hand alone, Yang Yi was envious.

Xiangchu dishes, as long as they are spicy dishes, the process of stir-frying pepper peels will test the chef's skills. If it is early, the fragrance has not yet fully come out. If it is one second later, then there will be a slight burnt smell when the dish comes out of the pot.

Although most people can't actually taste that burnt smell, for Yang Yi, who has extremely sensitive tongue, this is an unbearable sin.

It’s a pity that he is a top-notch expert in eating, but if he starts, he will not have the third dish to be able to take advantage of except for braised pork ribs and tomato scrambled eggs.

The uncle Yang Weihong next to him had already started to stir the pot. The bottom of the pot was thick and hot oil, plus three pounds of lobsters, did not spill out at all, as if he was confined to the range of the iron pot with magic.

Stir-fry out the shrimp oil. After the lobsters were hot and the oil turned red, Yang Weihong followed Yang Yi's instructions and added a spoonful of homemade hot sauce. After the hot sauce was also stir-frying, he poured half a bottle of Laohuadiao into the pot, a large bowl of clear soup made by Yang Yi. He added half a spoonful of rice vinegar, two pieces of rock sugar, and then the fine salt and the very delicious soy sauce. He covered the pot with the lid.

"That's all?" Yang Min asked Yang Yi with some amusement, thinking that his son was so serious, and even invited the elder brother, who was originally a super chef, to the battle, which was a bit of a big deal.

However, after personal practice in his hands, Yang Weihong found some tricks in the dish, and then smiled and explained to his sister, wife and children: "Don't look at how fast I came up, in fact, this dish is not as simple as it looks. It takes two or three days to prepare shrimps alone, and then it's easy to say that in this handful of ingredients, cinnamon, star anise, cumin, tangerine peel, yamna, bay leaves, grass fruit, cloves, dried dates, and many good things! Then, I have to include that bowl of clear soup, which seems to be made of fish and sheep bones. Including the flower sculpture wine and our own rice vinegar, Xiaoyi, are you eating shrimps or seasonings!"

"So troublesome? So what else can you make money with this dish? You asked your uncle to open a restaurant." Yang Min gave Yang Yi or two eyes with a stern face.

Waving his hand, knowing that he couldn't explain it clearly to his mother, Yang Weihong took the initiative to explain: "No, Xiao Min, you don't know. Although it seems very troublesome to cook this dish at home, if we go to a restaurant for mass production, it would be another matter. And if someone really wants to do this, the selection of ingredients for the seasonings will definitely not be so perfect."

Yang Yi then spread his hands: "You still need an expert to say it." Then, regardless of everyone's speechless expression, he came to the pot and gently opened a crack.

"Okay, okay, the soup is just right, don't put MSG or something. I don't like sesame oil, uncle, please give me a spoonful of oyster sauce!" Yang Yi smashed it and slapped his saliva back, and then swept his eyes from the chopping board: "Perilla, coriander, scallion, which one do you think you're going to put?"

Although it is also a meal, the meaning of this lunch is different from usual, which means that Yang Weihong's evaluation and school examination of Yang Yi's "innovative dish".

When Yang Min was about to smoke chopsticks again, she was stopped by Yang Yi smiled and said, "No chopsticks, you have to use your hands to eat this."

In the end, Yang Min insisted on smoking two pairs of chopsticks, and she was too lazy to care about the other three men.

A large pot of crayfish came on the table. Several people looked at the things in the aluminum basin, and didn't know how to get it down for a while. They had eaten a lot of lobsters and crabs in the sea, but this was the first time in the pond.

However, the bright red color in the basin was dotted with white sesame seeds and green coriander leaves. The white air was gushing, and the strong fragrance almost made people fly up. Except for the above ones exposed outside the soup, all the other lobsters were flooded under the rich juice. When Yang Yi took the lead, he grabbed a huge lobster and peeled the shrimp head, took a sip of the soup inside, almost swallowed his tongue.

"Delicious, delicious!" Yang Yi was breathing "hispering" while peeling out the shrimp meat. It was as white as snow, and biting it with boiling juice. The fresh fragrance of the lobster meat instantly exploded in his mouth. It also had a tender texture while being flirty. When the soup was strong, it was the sweetness of the meat itself. It not only tasted the spicy flavor of various seasonings, but also tasted the sweetness of the lobster.

Yang Yiyi ate several of them in a row before he had time to ask: "How is it, isn't it okay? This is not worse than seafood, right?"

At this time, Yang Ming had already eaten, and Yang Weihong and Yang Min also opened one and tasted it carefully. Only He Ying hesitated and did not move his chopsticks.

"It's really... it's really good." Yang Weihong learned Yang Yi's way of eating and tasted it carefully, and finally nodded and affirmed: "This dish is a bit interesting. If you put such a pot on the street in summer and add two bottles of frozen beer, I think it will be popular!"

After working as a chef for so many years, he has been in the hotel without moving in the hotel after joining the management team. Naturally, Yang Weihong's words still have a certain degree of authority.

When Yang Min and Yang Ming, the aunt and nephew, tasted the deliciousness of braised shrimps, they also nodded repeatedly, and even had time to say a word, so they directly started to open their bows.
Chapter completed!