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Chapter 161 Fish Soup (Ten more, please order first)
Mu Bai fished out the large yellow croaker from the bucket, beat it to death first, and then skillfully opened the belly of the fish.

The old man said from the side: "Keep the fish maw and fry it later."

"Okay." Mu Bai skillfully pulled out the swim bladder and put it in the small dish that the old man handed over.

The old man asked: "People always knock the fish unconscious, why did you just kill the fish?"

"This is respect for life." Mu Bai explained: "It's too cruel to cut open the fish's belly when it's unconscious. It's okay if it can't wake up again. If it wakes up on the way, the butcher knife will be in its stomach Sliding back and forth, this feeling should not be very good."

These words stunned the old man: "Since you respect life so much, wouldn't it be fine not to eat fish?"

"The rule in this world is that the high-ranking ones hunt the low-ranking ones." Mu Bai cleaned the internal organs quickly and carefully: "If I don't know how to enjoy life, it means that I have failed the evolution of human beings for millions of years.

"You should eat or you should eat, as long as you have enough respect for life. Don't worry, sir. Some people say that killing fish will affect the deliciousness of the meat. That is pure nonsense. As long as it is handled quickly enough, it will not affect taste."

As he spoke, he had already cleaned up the internal organs of the fish and started to scale the fish.

The old man smiled and said, "I've lived for so many years, and this is the first time I've heard of you."

Mu Bai's theory is very clear, which gave him the desire to continue the conversation: "I heard people say that when killing fish, kill it as soon as it comes up, and it will hate you when it gets to hell. Complain to the King of Hades, and your lifespan will be damaged.”

Mu Baixin said: "You old man is too bad at chatting, and I don't want to take your black-headed fish for nothing. Doesn't it sound like you are cursing me?"

But he didn't take it too seriously, knowing that this uncle was just talking about it "academically".

Mu Bai smiled and said: "This statement must be spread by those who are afraid of wolves and tigers, and like to deceive themselves.

"Everything in the world is always a drink and a peck. Since you have enjoyed the delicious food, you must be prepared to face the resentment of the fish.

"Some people want to enjoy the delicious food, but they don't want to pay, so they make up this kind of self-deceiving lie, and they believe it themselves.

"It's just eating a fish. In fact, there is no need to have these psychological burdens. If there is a so-called 'fish's resentment', then face it calmly. Who told us to use 'quick tongue'?"

The old man said with a smile: "It really is: talented people come out from generation to generation, each leading the way for hundreds of years."

"Hey, have you heard of this poem too?" Mu Bai waved the fish knife and chopped up pieces of the fish: "It will be ready soon. You can start the fire now."

"I heard this poem read by a friend. It's a bit crazy, but people are not frivolous!" The old man sat the soup pot on the gas stove, lit the fire first, and then quickly poured some oil on it.

When the oil is hot, use onions, ginger, garlic, and peppercorns to cook in the pan.

The old man is proficient, and he looks like a person who often cooks.

Mu Bai simply washed his hands: "Master, I've killed the fish for you, I'm not welcome to this black-headed fish."

"Don't worry," the old man put the fish into the pot and briefly stir-fried it first: "You young man is quite interesting to talk about, let's chat for a while and have fish soup at noon."

Gu Boying, who had been unable to get in the conversation, quickly agreed: "Okay, okay, I just want to drink fish soup."

As she spoke, she winked at Mu Bai, hoping that Mu Bai would be enlightened and think about it!

Mu Bai looked at Gu Boying, and said with a sense of comprehension: "Have you squinted your eyes in the wind and sand? Come, let me show you."

Gu Boying rolled his eyes: "Get lost!"

Mu Bai shook his head, smiled and said to the uncle: "Master, I will help you, how are you going to fry the fish maw? It takes a little effort to fry this thing."

"I still have a stove over there, you boil the fish maw first, remember to put pepper and cooking wine." The old man was also polite and asked Mu Bai to help.

There are only two swim bladders for one fish. In fact, the main food is side dishes, and the swim bladders are just put in for meaning.

After a busy meal, one old and one young, a fried celery with fish maw was quickly prepared, and the fish soup was ready to be served immediately.

Gu Boying wanted to help, but didn't know where to start, so Mu Bai simply asked her to set the table.

There was a small square wooden table in the tent of the old man. Gu Boying moved the wooden table to a shaded place under a tree, arranged the dishes and placed the seats.

The old man took out a small jug of wine from the tent, and poured a glass for Mu Bai after the fish soup came out.

Mu Bai picked up the wine glass and took a sip: "It's not too spicy, but also very soft, this is Chu wine!"

"Hehe, the young man knows how to drink." The old man said, "That's right, Chu wine and fish are a perfect match."

Mu Bai took another sip of the fish soup: "Well, sure enough, the taste of the wine doesn't affect the deliciousness of the fish soup at all. Old man, you really know how to eat it."

The old man was very happy and laughed.

Drinking good wine and eating fish, the old and the young chatted with blushing faces.

There are many folk tales along the Zhanjiang River, the old man was very interested, so Mu Bai said a few more: "Ah, there is a fish in the river with a snow-white body.

"That kind of fish is so delicious, it is said that as long as it is stewed in clear water, the aroma can waft for several miles.

"And this kind of fish, either you can't catch a single one, or you can catch a lot of them.

"As soon as I take one bite, I always want to take a second bite. As long as I take the second bite, I can't stop. Until I eat until my mouth is foaming and my stomach is bursting!"

Gu Boying was taken aback for a moment, the fish in the bowl suddenly tasted bad, but the story was very nice, so she put down her chopsticks and concentrated on listening to the story.

Under the stimulation of alcohol, Mu Bai's face was already flushed: "Do you know what kind of fish this is?

"It's called Dragon Fury Fish! This kind of fish will only be caught when those fishing are too aggressive and almost wiped out all the descendants of the Dragon King.

"Once the Dragon Fury Fish appears, it will definitely kill a group of fishermen. Usually those fishermen who fish very restrainedly will not catch this kind of fish!"

The old man took a sip of wine: "The fishermen in Zhanjiang have known since ancient times that the fish cannot be exhausted!"

Mu Bai smiled and said: "Old man, your level is really high, and you have explained the mystery here!"

The rainbow fart made the old man very comfortable. He picked up the spoon to fill up the fish soup, but found that there was no soup.

The old man was a little unsatisfied: "Hey, I always drink up the fish soup first."

"I have to show you how to continue the fish soup." Mu Bai took the fish pot and went to the "open-air kitchen" of the old man.

The old man was a little worried: "Add water and fish soup and the taste will change!"

"Look at you! The way we refill the soup is a handicraft handed down from our ancestors. It is passed down from male to female."

Mu Bai was busy there when his mobile phone on the table rang suddenly.

Gu Boying glanced at it: "Mulan's text message!"

Mu Bai cracked the egg and said, "Help me see."

Gu Boying opened Mu Bai's mobile phone, and first saw a search page. Mu Bai did not know when he searched: celebrities who like food.

The first one in the search results was the chubby old man with a kind face in front of him.

Gu Boying glanced at Mu Bai over there and said, "This kid already knows the identity of the old man!"

(End of this chapter)