Four fish were stewed in the pot, corn cakes were stuck on the edge of the pot, and the heat generated by the firewood burning shovel kept the temperature in the pot at a higher level. "Cover the lid and stuffy for a while." Uncle Chang covered the lid, and Jin Minghao just looked at "wait for fifteen minutes or so." Uncle Chang said to Jin Minghao. "Is that fast?" Jin Minghao looked at Uncle Chang. "Ye is like mutton and cook it easily. Cook it a little, and the fish with a flower knife cooks faster." Uncle Chang nodded, and Jin Minghao nodded, waiting for the fish to cook. Soon, fifteen minutes passed. "Yeah, this is not the case.

Is it just cooked?" Uncle Chang picked up the chopsticks, put them into the pot, picked up a piece of fish, and picked them up easily. The fish had turned white. "Okay, add a little more seasoning and put these corn cakes away." Uncle Chang started adding salt and a little MSG. He was ready to go out of the pot, while Jin Minghao took the corn cakes off the edge of the pot, took them down, and placed them in a bowl. The corn cakes that Uncle Chang posted were a bit thin, so they were so cooked. The firewood stove was full of heat. Jin Minghao packed the corn cakes, and Uncle Chang also caught the fish and put them in a basin. "Come on, add some cooking wine to these soups."

Uncle Chang started to collect the juice. He added some cooking wine to the pot. Soon the soup was reduced a lot. Uncle Chang scooped a little, tasted a little, then scooped the soup out and poured it on the fish. "Walk." Uncle Chang picked up the fish, Jin Minghao took the chopsticks and the corn cake, went to the big house, and sat down. He started eating. "Yeah, this fish smells like." Grandpa picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of fish meat and put it in his mouth. "That's right, it's not fished from the river for an hour, and it became this dish. Of course it smells good." Uncle Chang picked up a corn cake and looked at his grandpa and said. "Yeah, it's not bad, it's really good."

Grandpa nodded. Jin Minghao used a little soup to dip the corn cake and took a bite. It really smelled! "The corn flour of this corn cake was specially left by the old people in the village. It was made of old corn, which was much better than the corn grown now." Uncle Chang looked at Jin Minghao and said. "Yes. It is indeed delicious." Jin Minghao nodded. "Eat fish, four fish, pack it up, it must be 4 pounds. Minghao, you are younger, eat more fish." Grandpa looked at him and Jin Minghao nodded and started eating. "What a pity! There are no big fish in the river here. Otherwise, you can eat a fish head."

Uncle Chang said with a little regret. "Isn't there any sales in the market mountain?" Grandpa looked at Uncle Chang and said. "That's all the fish from Chagan Lake. Those fish are fine, but when we get here, it's been three or four days, and it's not fresh." Uncle Chang shook his head and said. "If it's not fresh, don't eat it." Grandpa nodded. "Is there no lake here?" Jin Minghao asked. "There is a small reservoir, not big, and there are fish inside, but the cold on the reservoir in winter cannot break through the ice surface." Uncle Chang shook his head and said. "You can only go and see it in warm weather, fishing, etc. Otherwise, there will be no chance." Uncle Chang patted Jin Minghao's shoulder

. "Yeah. Then I'll come here to see it in summer." Jin Minghao nodded. "Hey, is that right?" Uncle Chang nodded. "Yeah, I don't need to be so diligent." Grandpa didn't want to. "What's wrong, can't I come harder?" Jin Minghao looked at Grandpa, "Okay, but if you have the intention to come to see me, it's better to let me hug my great-grandson. Even if it's a great-granddaughter!" Grandpa looked at Jin Minghao and said sternly. "Ah! Come again, Grandpa, this matter is not something I can do just to work hard. What if there is no movement?" Ming Jin Minghao rolled his eyes. "The harder you work, the less chance you will be.

Is it bigger?" Grandpa looked at Jin Minghao and said, and as soon as this sentence came out, Jin Minghao was speechless. What else could he say? "Okay. But don't blame me if your grandson-in-law is not good!" Jin Minghao said to Grandpa. Grandpa was immediately laughed by Jin Minghao. "If they are good, I won't blame you." Grandpa said to Jin Minghao, and Jin Minghao nodded, and then continued to eat. After dinner, Jin Minghao packed the table. Then he was taken out of the house by Uncle Chang and came to a family. Uncle Chang knocked on the door. "Old Cui." Uncle Chang looked at the old man who opened the door. "Come?" The old man

Looking at Uncle Chang. "Well, this is the money." Uncle Chang took out a dozen of money. "You little." Uncle Chang looked at Lao Cui. "No, no more. Don't worry about dealing with you." The old man took the money over and put it in his pocket. "Where is the sheep?" Uncle Chang walked into the yard. "This was just taken out, and it was not killed." Old Cui looked at Uncle Chang. "Then let's do it ourselves, the young master will do it!" Uncle Chang looked at Jin Minghao and said. "Slaughter the sheep?" Jin Minghao looked at Uncle Chang. "Otherwise! The sheep raised by Lao Cui is a delicious dish in this town! More than 40 sheep he raises every year can make people buy more than 30."

Uncle Chang said, "Hey, I will raise sheep for the rest of my life." Old Cui smiled and waved his hand. "Are the things ready?" Uncle Chang looked at Old Cui. "Everything was ready. I was going to kill it tomorrow, so let's do it now." Old Cui looked at Uncle Chang. "Yeah, let my young master come." Uncle Chang pointed at Jin Minghao. "Hey, okay, since you gave the money, then it's yours. I'll go and lead the sheep." Old Cui went around the back of the house and moved out two sheep. "How is it? It's fat enough." Old Cui looked at Uncle Chang and said, "Yes." Uncle Chang looked at Uncle Chang, and then said, "Okay." Old Cui looked at Uncle Chang, and then took the guys, a basin, two thermos pots of hot water, and a knife. "Is it OK?" Uncle Chang looked at Jin

Minghao. "It's okay!" Jin Minghao took the knife and walked towards the sheep. The sheep retreated and "come over." Lao Cui pulled the head and staggered the sheep. Jin Minghao walked over, pressed the head of the sheep with his hand, then raised the knife, and hit the knee joint of the sheep with the back of the knife. After a few strokes, the sheep could only lie on the ground and shake it. Then Jin Minghao shaved the hair on the sheep's neck, and then with one knife, the sheep's blood flowed out, while the sheep struggled, while Jin Minghao pressed and pulled the head of the sheep drooped and no longer had a rest. The sheep's blood was still flowing out, while Jin Minghao started shaving the hair. It was much more difficult to shave the wool with a knife. Jin Minghao took some effort to shave the wool. The wool was also valuable!
Chapter completed!