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Chapter 87 The Magical Fish

Although there were still a few people waiting in front, the fish porridge was cooked very quickly, and soon it was Gongliang’s turn.

The first thing to arrive were three bowls of fish porridge.

Mi Gu, Yuan Gungun, and Xiao Xiangxiang, who jumped off Yuan Gungun and stood on the table, didn't move, and all looked at Gong Liang.

Gongliang glanced at them, and slowly took out three small bowls from the fruit space, and took some raw garlic, minced ginger and put them in the bowl, then put in a slightly spicy wild pepper powder, and took out the spirit.

Pour the sauce and vinegar into a small bowl.

The spiritual sauce was nothing, but when the spiritual vinegar was turned on, the sour aroma made the surrounding diners shiver and couldn't help but stretch their heads to look in Gongliang's direction.

It's a pity that Gongliang is very stingy and has no intention of sharing the spiritual sauce and spiritual vinegar with them. He can only watch helplessly.

At this time, the diners at the stall discovered that the delicious fish meat in their mouths had somehow become bland and tasteless.

Migu waited for Baba to finish pouring the spirit vinegar, then took out a pair of chopsticks from the storage ring and stirred it in a small bowl to mix up the flavors of the various seasonings in the dipping sauce. Then he put the chopsticks in his mouth and smashed it a few times. It seemed that he felt

It tastes good, and I am so happy that my eyes turned into little moon buds.

It was round but didn't stir well. I just picked up the fish and dipped it in the sauce and ate it.

Xiao Xiangxiang stood on the table and saw the rice balls were round and they all had fish porridge, but she didn't. She was so anxious that she screamed at Gong Liang.

It has a small appetite, and Gongliang never let anyone cook it.

Seeing that it was anxious at this time, I took out a small bowl, picked something from my own bowl, scooped some soup into the small bowl and put it in front of it. I also prepared a pair of mini chopsticks for it.

Although this little thing is small, it is very capable. It is not inferior to others at all. It wants to have what others have. It used to be unable to carry things, but when it grew up, it insisted on being round and round like Mi Gu.

Likewise, you have to use chopsticks and spoons to eat. Gongliang was so troubled by it that he made mini chopsticks, a small spoon, a small fork and other utensils for it.

After serving Xiao Xiangxiang, he picked up a piece of fish with chopsticks, dipped it in the sauce and put it into his mouth.

Instantly, he heard Jiang He's breathing.

A wave of water comes towards you, making you feel as if you are under the water. It feels so fresh, so moist, and so wonderful.

Chew it twice and swallow it in your mouth.

He noticed that the fish meat contained an essence that had similar effects to wild beast meat and could strengthen muscles and bones. What a good thing!

Gong Liang admired, and at the same time, he also found that cooked fish has lost most of its delicious taste and essence. Only when eaten raw can the real deliciousness and all the essence of fish be retained. He turned his head and looked at the fish on the chopping board.

.The crystal white fish meat reflected streaks of light under the light. It was white and transparent and extraordinary. It was obviously not an ordinary fish meat.

So, he asked the woman who came over with a bowl of fish maw porridge: "Madam, can you sell me a piece of fresh fish?"

"Of course, do you want the guest to take it home to eat?"

"No, I want to make fish dumplings."

After hearing this, the woman reminded: "It is not good to eat fish and meat with hot food. It will cause diarrhea."

Eating hot and cold things together will damage the gastrointestinal tract and cause diarrhea, vomiting, etc. This is common sense.

"Thank you madam for informing me." Gongliang thanked him and then explained: "We have eaten it before, it's fine."

Let's not talk about others, just Yuan Guanguan. With this guy's strong stomach power, even if he swallowed the whole ice cube, he would probably be fine.

Seeing that he knew the consequences, the woman stopped trying to persuade him and went straight to get a piece of fish as big as a palm and brought it over on a plate.

Gong Liang took it, put it into the space, and washed it with the cold lake near Xiaoling Lake. In this way, it can not only wash it clean, but also wrap up the deliciousness of the fish. It can be said that it kills two birds with one stone. The washed fish appears outside again, exuding the smell of fish.

A hint of chill.

The woman saw many strange things in Dragon City, but she was not surprised.

"Mi Gu, give dad your knife to use."

Most of the weapons on Gongliang are relatively large, so they are not suitable for cutting meat here, so you can only use the weapons of the little guy.

"Uh-huh,"

Mi Gu is a good boy and likes to help Dad do things the most. Hearing Dad's words, he quickly put down his chopsticks, took out a small dog leg knife and gave it to Dad, and flapped his wings and flew beside him to watch curiously.

Yuan Gungun raised his head and took a look, but he didn't care and continued to eat meat and drink porridge. The same was true for Xiao Xiangxiang.

Gong Liang washed and wiped the puppy legs, wiped the fish plate, and then quickly sliced ​​the fish in his left hand with a knife.

In an instant, pieces of extremely thin fish flew out of his hands and landed on the plate, neatly placed together.

The woman had never seen such superb knife skills, and she was dumbfounded. The man who sliced ​​the fish inadvertently turned his head and was dumbfounded. The people eating fish porridge next to him looked at it and held their breaths one by one, for fear of disturbing him.

The rhythm of slicing fish.

So many animals were slaughtered and so much meat was cut.

Until now, Gong Liang has finally mastered the cooking knife skills he practiced according to the "Tao Chef" notes.

A chef who cannot use a knife is by no means a good chef. He has undoubtedly met the standards of being a good chef.

Soon, the fish meat was sliced ​​and placed neatly and orderly on the plate. Such superb knife skills made the diners at the fish porridge stall couldn't help but clap their hands.

But after filming for a while, everyone felt that they were too unreserved, so they quickly put their hands down and pretended to eat fish porridge.

Only the woman still clapped her hands and praised: "Young master's swordsmanship is really uncanny and unpredictable. It would be great if the men in my family have half as much swordsmanship as you."

The rugged man snorted dissatisfiedly when he heard this.

The woman turned her head when she heard the words, and the rugged man suddenly felt like a light on his back. He was so frightened that he quickly sliced ​​the fish. After the woman gave him a sharp look, she said to Gong Liang: "Guest, please use it slowly, bitch, go away."

busy."

"Thank you." Gongliang said politely.

The woman walked to the small stove and did not make porridge immediately. Instead, she pinched the rugged man's waist a few times in dissatisfaction. The pain made the man's face turn green, but he did not dare to cry out. The old diners at the stall knew that although the rugged man was

He looks mighty, but he is actually very henpecked. Now seeing his appearance, everyone laughed secretly.

Gong Liang washed his hands, sat back down, picked up a piece of fish with chopsticks.

Each piece of filleted fish is about 0.1 millimeter, thinner than paper, and translucent under the light, like mutton-fat white jade.

Gongliang took the fish, dipped it in the sauce, and put it in his mouth.

An extremely delicious taste instantly exploded in his mouth. In a trance, he seemed to have turned into a big fish swimming through the waves in the river. The breath of moist water kept blowing towards his face. It was so refreshing.

So fresh, so full of life.

Oh my God! What he ate was not a piece of fish at all, but the delicious taste of the fish carried him into time and space, and turned into a fish, swimming happily in the water.

Gongliang is not an ignorant person. He has eaten a lot of fish meat, but no fish meat has ever given him such a feeling. It is so wonderful and magical.


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