Chapter 131 130. Crayfish + Noodles = Absolute

Vice Principal Fang was calm as usual, picked up the cup and took a sip of water.

He slowly put down the teacup and said calmly, "Director, right? I wonder if you have read the news a few days ago."

"In the first exam of this year's college entrance examination, the first person to finish answering and leave the exam room was Liu Xinxin from Class 3, Grade 3 of our No. 3 Middle School. When she was interviewed outside the exam room, she said her goal was to take the exams for both Shuimu and Mu. What a confident child."

"And she's not exaggerating. Yesterday, our school organized a score estimate, and Liu Xinxin's score far exceeded the admission score of Shuimu in previous years. It can be said that she is sure to be admitted to Shuimu."

"In addition, our No. 376 Middle School's college entrance examination scores have generally improved significantly this year. Among the 352 students in the whole grade, 282 took the college entrance examination. The estimated scores of 70 students exceeded the first-tier line, 0 students exceeded the second-tier line, and the scores below the second-tier line - !"

"Do you know what this means? It means that 352 children's lives have been changed, 352 families have a future, and 704 parents' efforts have been rewarded."

"It means that we have trained 352 outstanding talents for the country. Among them, there will be many scientists, scholars, elites, you who work hard to promote social progress, me, and hope."

“Hope is priceless.”

"Director, do you want to kill hope?"

Vice Principal Fang appears to be very impressive.

I feel so proud of myself, thinking, what a leader!

Vice President Fang used a variety of rhetorical techniques such as exaggeration, extension, association, and nonsense, and he stood firmly on the moral high ground.

In fact, the spiritual vegetable itself cannot play such a big role. Half of its role is to relieve the pressure of college entrance examination, and the other half is to turn this vegetable into carrots.

It is the one hanging in front of the "donkey's" eye.

Although Vice Principal Fang did not feel any pressure from the principal this time, he was shouldering the expectations of a group of senior colleagues.

Before, thirty kilograms of spiritual vegetables were allocated every day to faculty and staff over the age of fifty-five. Each person was limited to purchase one kilogram, and it was on a first-come, first-served basis.

At the beginning, the old employees were so proud and happy, and they knew that the leaders cared about me.

But once they actually bought it, trouble began.

Every day after get off work, I always run into one, two, three, or four colleagues, familiar or unfamiliar, and they smile when they see each other, especially enthusiastically, "Hey, Lao Zhang (Lao Li, Lao Wang, Lao Zhao...), we haven't gotten together for a long time, and it just so happens that I'm free today, so why don't we go over to your place and have a drink and chat."

We are all colleagues, we see each other every day. If they ask for permission, you can't just refuse them.

Then, they offered cigarettes, tea, cooked dishes and stewed meat, and opened a bottle of good wine. After the meal, they wiped their mouths and left, leaving the old couple to clean up the mess.

The next day, "Hey, Lao Zhang, we haven't gotten together for a long time..."

It's so miserable for the old comrades. In just over a month, they look older.

So before coming here this time, there was a constant stream of people coming and going in Vice President Fang's office, and they were all old comrades.

He's under a lot of pressure...
-
The two leaders' ultimate moves were in vain, so they cheered up and entered the next round.

Taking advantage of their halftime break, Luo Yihang said a few polite words and left the battlefield to the two of them.

He knew in his heart that these two were a match made in heaven, and they would have a quarrel, and they would have to quarrel to their heart's content, without finding any flaws in the other party, before they could have a good conversation.

Luo Yihang himself invited Master Wang: "Master Wang, can you cook crayfish?"

Because he had heard Zhang Yue talk about Master Wang's rich qualifications before, among the people here today, Luo Yihang only truly "admired" Master Wang.

It will be time to sell crayfish in a few days. It would be a waste if good ingredients are not accompanied by good cooking skills.

For example, the grilled mushrooms made by Master Lu at Liu Piaoliang's place and the grilled mushrooms made by Luo Yihang himself, one of them is a waste of food.

Hearing Luo Yihang's question, Master Wang was slightly modest and said, "Not bad, I can do it."

"That's great. I have some crayfish here. I knew you were coming, so I set up the traps last night. Would you mind showing me how to do it?"

It just so happened that Master Wang was tired of listening to the two people arguing, so he agreed readily.

Follow Luo Yihang out of the room.

Behind him, Feng Yun also followed out with a silly smile on his face.

That’s perfect, let’s capture a strong man.

Luo Yihang drove the car and took the two of them to the shrimp pond on the platform.

The seven-acre pond is so large that it is like twelve basketball courts lined up in front of it. It is so magnificent.

The water surface was sparkling, and the three oxygen generators were all turned on, bubbling in the water.

Layers of water plants on the bank of the pond sway with the waves.

There are six bird scarers standing in the four corners and in the middle of the partition, which make strange noises from time to time and affect the atmosphere.

Luo Yihang hung the noose fixed on the shore on the net-pulling machine, pressed the switch, the belt turned, and a string of traps were slowly pulled up from the pond.

There are already quite a few crayfish in the traps, crawling around with their claws raised, looking silly.

Master Wang squatted down, untied the opening of the trap, and wanted to pick one. As a result, as soon as he put his hand in, his fingertips were pinched with a click.

"Wow, quite lively."

The next second, the warrior who charged towards the "giant monster" had his fate grabbed by the scruff of the neck.

Holding the crayfish, Master Wang shook his head and said, "Xiao Luo, your crayfish is not good enough. It's only worth three cents. It can be made into a shrimp ball at best."

Luo Yihang flattered him casually, "I've been looking forward to your coming over, so I want to learn something from you. This is a rare opportunity, so I don't care about the size."

Master Wang was delighted. "Okay, let's pick out the big ones weighing one or two pounds and bring them back so I can show you how good I am. The rest should be put back to grow some more."

"Well, I'll do as you say."

Soon, the three of them picked up a basin of shrimps, about two pounds, and they opened the net and poured the rest back into the pond.

After returning home and entering the kitchen, Master Wang instructed Feng Yun, "Get a basin, pour all the shrimps in, add water, sprinkle some salt, a bottle cap of white vinegar, and spit out the mud first. I'll prepare the ingredients while I'm here. Xiao Luo, come and tell me where you keep everything in your house."

Luo Yihang took out his cell phone first and asked, "Can I take a picture?" "Go ahead."

Set up your phone and record the entire process.

Then follow instructions.

"Let's make the base first. We want to make it spicy, right?"

"Yes, make your own base. I use hot pot base."

"That stuff can be made at home, but considering your scale, you must open your own store, right?"

"How do you know?"

"Nonsense, I'm not blind. There's some amazing mushrooms in the instrument factory, and I've tried them before. You must have done it. I saw the mushroom house as soon as I came in. You didn't even bother to give us some of this good stuff."

"You signed for vegetables, and there are no mushrooms. I'll pack a few pounds with you before you leave."

"That's more like it. Let's get some now as a side dish, and some parsley. I saw that you planted some vegetables in the vegetable garden above your house, and one of them was cut. You didn't send it to us, so you must have some in your kitchen."

"You have a sharp eye."

After chatting for a while, Luo Yihang went out to get some celery from his home, then came back and picked a mushroom from the mushroom house.

Today we are discussing matters at Luo Yihang's grandfather's house.

The layout here is somewhat different from Luo Yihang's own home. The kitchen here is a separate room and is not connected to the living room.

"Xiao Feng, go wash these vegetables." Master Wang took the celery and mushrooms, looked at them, and instructed Feng Yun, "And the crayfish, use a toothbrush to scrub them thoroughly. Cut off the whiskers, legs and feet, pick out the shrimp thread, open the back, squeeze out the internal organs, and wash them clean."

Well, it’s all Feng Yun’s fault. The old man is taking revenge, he’s quite petty.

He called Luo Yihang over again, "I won't fool you with the hot pot base this time. I'll use the restaurant's method. Take out the dried chili peppers, green peppercorns, and red peppercorns, and chop the chili peppers."

"Add some sauce flavor. Let me see what you have here. Bean paste, spicy sauce, fermented black beans... Fermented black bean beef sauce will also be fine. Why do you only have Lao Gan Ma? Just make do with it."

"And mix some shrimp powder, fennel, monk fruit, nutmeg, ginger, bay leaves, thyme, peach, cinnamon, cloves, star anise, angelica, amomum, and tsaoko. That's all you have here, that's enough."

Luo Yihang rummaged through the cupboard. Fortunately, his grandmother loved to save things, otherwise it would be difficult to collect so many kinds of seasonings.

Feng Yun was brushing crayfish while grunting and was pinched by the claws.

He was stunned as he looked at it. It was pink and had strange shapes. He had only seen star anise and bay leaves.

While dealing with the pile of spices, Luo Yihang helped Feng Yun clean out the crayfish.

Master Wang assigned me new work.

"Then we need to stir-fry the ingredients. Bring me rapeseed oil and butter. I want two. And some condiments, like green onions, ginger, garlic, and onions."

"Butter?" There really was some. Luo Yihang ran back home and brought back a big piece.

This was when Ding Rui came last year. My mother Zhang Guiqin thought that her future daughter-in-law would live in a big city and would definitely be fashionable, so she planned to buy some butter for frying steak. However, she made a mistake when buying it and ended up buying a piece of butter.

As a result, Ding Rui became addicted to hotpot that year. She ate hotpot for four days out of the six days she returned, and never used the butter, which had been hidden in the freezer for more than a year.

Master Wang brought the butter and cut a piece. He first heated the rapeseed oil, then added the butter and the spices, and slowly stir-fried them until golden brown.

Take out the ingredients and wait for the oil temperature to drop.

"You even have an oil thermometer here, you have quite a complete set of stuff."

That was bought when I was selling fried pepper sprouts.

After the oil temperature drops, it’s time to watch Master Wang perform, showing him how to stir-fry dried chilies, how to make the sauce, and how to use the fragrant shrimp powder.

Pour the last glass of white wine, huh!
That scent
Phew, the fragrance is so strong that it can make a person fall over.

"Master Wang, your ingredients are so delicious that even slippers can be cooked into them." Feng Yun, a normal, modern, unmarried young man who cannot cook, gave high praise.

Master Wang picked up the chopsticks and hit him on the head. "What nonsense! How can you boil slippers?"

Well, that's the generation gap.

After the ingredients are fried, put the lobster in and cook for a while.

Master Wang has made a comeback.

The question is, "Master Wang, what are you doing with the dough?"

"You don't understand, the essence of shrimp is the broth. No matter in China or abroad, when cooking shrimp, you have to use some carbohydrates to absorb the broth. In the south, people use Yi noodles. You've heard of lobster Yi noodles. They use spaghetti in Italy, and Spanish lobster risotto uses Middle Eastern millet. We in Shaanxi have to use two belt noodles."

Master Wang has superb craftsmanship and is also good at pastry making. One piece of this belt noodle weighs two taels and is one meter long. He didn't make more than two, so he just made two.

The water boils and the noodles are put in to cook.

Lift the lid of the pot used to cook crayfish, tear the oyster mushrooms and throw them in, cut the celery and throw it in, don't waste the leaves, wait a while and throw them in.

Finally, throw in a handful of chili rings.

At this time, the noodles are cooked, so take them out and spread them on the bottom of a large bowl.

Pour the pot of crawfish on top.

Ouch, I can’t stand it anymore.

It was fragrant, spicy and fresh, with the steam rising up, out through the window and floating all over the yard.

The two people who were arguing next door have stopped arguing.

I came out following the scent, found the kitchen, and saw a large pot on the table.

I can't help drooling.

(End of this chapter)