PS: The chapter name cannot be changed, it should actually be called Anxiang Floating
After the fish bones are fried, add another pot of water and cook the handmade noodles.
The handmade noodles were sent by Malanhua, and there were also some bacon and sausages.
The noodles are cooked quickly, pick them up, add the yellow croaker soup and meat, and the fragrant yellow croaker noodles are ready.
Zhang Tan is divided into three major parts, each of which is different.
A bowl with fish meat but no fish bones, this is for Xiaobai.
It was not safe for children to eat fish bones, so Zhang Tan specially shaved off the fish meat.
One portion consists of mostly fish meat and half fish bones, which will be sent to Su Lan later.
The other portion was made entirely of fish bones, and that was Zhang Tan’s own.
Yellow croaker noodles itself is mixed with fish meat and fish bones and fried together. This is a major feature of this dish. In other dishes, the fish bones are usually thrown away and will not be used as seasonings.
Xiaobai has been sniffing secretly in the kitchen. As the yellow croaker noodles are almost ready and the aroma is getting stronger and stronger, she not only can't control her sniffing, but also swallows saliva. But she can't let Boss Zhang find out, so she can only secretly
Yes, everything happened quietly.
Finally, the yellow croaker noodles were ready and served in a bowl.
“Let’s go to the living room to eat noodles.”
Zhang Tan poured his and Xiaobai's yellow croaker noodles into the living room, placed them on the dining table, and placed chopsticks and a spoon. The spoon could be used to drink the fish soup.
Xiaobai didn't say "This is not good~" this time. She was almost starving. If the boss really said it was not good, wouldn't she be hungry? Will she grow up?
She eagerly followed Zhang Tan to the living room, climbed onto the chair actively, spread out her little hands and told Zhang Tan that she had washed her hands, which meant that she could start eating.
Zhang Tan: "Then let's eat. You have to be careful not to burn your mouth. Also, this is your chili sauce. If you want it, you can add a little. I suggest you don't add it yet and taste it first."
Authentic yellow croaker noodles are not so authentic if you add chili sauce.”
Xiao Bai picked up the chopsticks and carefully picked up five noodles, but three of them slipped off, making them clatter??
not good!
Another one slipped off!
I tried hard and tried hard, but it still slipped.
Hurry up and clamp the last one tightly to prevent it from slipping off.
Xiao Bai concentrated on it, tightened his little body, struggled with the last noodle, leaned forward, lowered his head to bite it, sucked it, and sucked it into his mouth.
“How is it?” Zhang Tan asked.
Xiaobai didn't dare to speak, fearing that the slippery noodles would escape from her mouth.
It wasn’t until she had eaten the noodles that she felt relieved and felt full of accomplishment, “Hoo hoo ba shi~ It’s so delicious, Boss Zhang, you insist on it~”
“Ah? Are you complimenting me?”
Xiaobai changed to Mandarin and said, "You are great."
“Hahaha~ Thank you, eat more and finish it. You can drink some fish soup first to moisten your stomach.”
The fish noodles are soft and tender, the soup is fresh and thick, and it is very delicious.
Although this was Zhang Tan’s first time making it, he had eaten it a lot before. After trying his own version, he felt it was no worse than the one in the hotel.
Yellow croaker noodles are very popular in Pujiang, but this is not a local dish of Pujiang. It is available in cities along the eastern coast. The cooking methods are similar, including frying fish bones.
The reason why he thought of making this dish was because he had it at Aunt Huang's house recently. Aunt Huang heard him say that the yellow croaker noodles were delicious and the sauerkraut was also delicious, so she specially gave him a can of sauerkraut, which came in handy today.
Xiaobai had a great time eating, but it was a bit difficult to eat, which was difficult for a child who was not very good with chopsticks.
Xiaobai was so angry that she waited for a long time before eating five sticks. When she saw that there were countless sticks in the bowl, she wanted to eat them until dawn tomorrow.
“I’m so angry that I’m on fire~”
Zhang Tan saw that she was struggling to eat, so he said, "I'll cut the noodles for you, and you can eat them with a spoon."
He found scissors and cut the noodles in the small white bowl so that she could eat them with a spoon.
“Okay, try it.”
Xiaobai fished it out with a spoon and took out a handful of cut noodles. This time it was much more convenient.
She didn't say anything, but while eating the noodles afterwards, she occasionally raised her head to peek at Zhang Tan opposite her. Her eyes were bright, and her little feet under the table were dangling in the air.
This is the first time someone has helped her like this.
She has always worked hard to eat by herself. When there are many people, she can't get to the table, so she just walks around the table without anyone picking her food. She is used to this.
After dinner, Zhang Tan packed up the last portion of yellow croaker noodles, put it in a thermos, and took it to the set.
“Bye~ Boss Zhang, please drive carefully.” Xiaobai watched Zhang Tan leave.
When Zhang Tan came to the set, it was just eight o'clock in the evening. The place was brightly lit and busy, with no sign of finishing work.
“How are you doing now?” Zhang Tan asked Yang Zhu.
Yang Zhu said: "The filming may take until after 11 o'clock. Director Liu said that the plot of this scene should be filmed before the work is over."
“Are you in such a hurry?”
Zhang Tan stayed on the set until 11:30 p.m., when Liu Jinlu picked up the loudspeaker and said that the filming would be done tonight and he could call it a day and go back to rest.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. They were all exhausted today. They worked day and night continuously for 15 and a half hours, and no one could bear it.
Zhang Tan saw that Su Lan looked tired and her steps were sloppy, so he went over to help her.
Su Lan was shocked. There were so many people here now.
Zhang Tan ignored this and said softly: "I think you are about to collapse from exhaustion. I will help you back and go to the dressing room to remove your makeup first, right?"
“Hmm.” Su Lan was indeed tired, so she didn’t think much about anything else. It wasn’t a big deal to give her a little help. The space for association was limited.
The makeup artist was not there, so Yang Zhu called her. Su Lan looked at Zhang Tan in the mirror and asked, "Didn't you go home? Why are you here again?"
Zhang Tan: "I brought you a late-night snack. Let's have a taste in the car later."
Su Lan was too tired and had no appetite, but she didn’t say anything, instead she hummed softly.
The makeup artist arrived. Su Lan took off her makeup and returned to the car. Zhang Tan also got into her car.
Su Lan said nervously: "I'm going to be seen."
Zhang Tan: "No, don't worry, I came here at the right time. Here you go, it's still warm. It's the yellow croaker noodles I made. Try it on the way back to the hotel."
He unscrewed the lid of the thermos flask, took out the chopsticks, and handed them to Su Lan.
The aroma was so fragrant that Su Lan, who had no appetite at first, couldn't help sniffing and gained some appetite.
The yellow croaker noodle soup was thick and thin. Su Lan tasted it, her appetite gradually developed, and she almost finished it.
She touched her belly and said sheepishly: "I have eaten a lot. I will definitely gain weight, but it is really delicious."
“There’s still a little left, let’s finish it all.”
“If you really can’t eat anymore, you will gain weight.”
“Just grow as long as you want, you’ve lost weight while filming this TV series.”
“…It’s like this every time. If you lose weight during filming, you’ll gain weight again after filming.”
“You are not called fat, you are gaining weight.”
Zhang Tan screwed on the lid, put away the chopsticks, and put them into the bag. The lights in the car were turned off, and it was dark. Occasionally, there was a faint light, which was the light of street lights or oncoming cars. There was yellow croaker noodles floating on the tip of his nose.
The fragrance, as well as the subtle fragrance floating around, is unique to Su Lan.
No one spoke for a while, as if a tacit understanding had been reached in an instant. Su Lan leaned forward, tilted her head and rested it on his shoulder, keeping silent, grabbing his big hand, twiddling her fingers, and putting something on her index finger.
Zhang Tan looked down and couldn't see clearly, but it seemed to be a hair tie. Su Lan chuckled.
