Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

If it was an ordinary catfish, Zhao Ke probably would not even take a look at it, but this fish is obviously not, with a pointed head, a convex back, a small hump, and an obvious belly. a live fish.

Zhao Ke reached out and picked off a scale from the fish, put it under the tip of his nose and sniffed it gently. After confirming that the smell was correct, he couldn't help but praise: "Good thing!"

Zhao Ke looked at the fish in front of him, and his eyes couldn't help showing a different brilliance. After scrutinizing it for a while, Zhao Ke asked the middle-aged man, "How much did you spend?"

"I don't have any money, so I paid for a house in the urban area."

When the middle-aged man talked about the price, he looked a little helpless. The price of this fish was absolutely sky-high.

If someone else exchanged a house for a fish, he might be called a lunatic, but he knew that it was worth it.

"It's earned! If a rich businessman sees it, this fish won't be your turn."

Zhao Ke nodded, and was not surprised that middle-aged people mortgaged their houses in exchange for a fish.

In his eyes, the rarity of this fish is worth a house. After all, pure wild fish cannot be forgotten. It is already too rare, and even if it is available in the future, it will no longer taste like this.

Zhao Ke calculated according to the weight of the fish. Although it is a large fish species, it will only weigh about 13 kilograms in at least ten years. Zhao Ke estimates that this fish is at least about [-] years old, which is the peak period of meat quality.

"Well, this fish really can't forget the fish, I'm not fooled."

To Zhao Ke, a house is nothing, but to this diner, he has already emptied his family, so he is naturally more concerned.

"That's right, your luck is really good. This fish is indeed unforgettable, and it belongs to the last batch. I heard last year that Malaysia was vigorously promoting palm oil fruit, and many windmill fruit trees were dug up. I'm afraid in the future. That’s why I can’t forget the fish.”

When Zhao Ke said this, he couldn't help feeling sorry. He remembered that when he saw the news, he couldn't help cursing inwardly that it was a waste of money.

In fact, the so-called unforgettable fish is not uncommon in Malaysia. Its original name is yellow fin knot fish, which is not a rare species. It has been found in rivers in Southeast Asia.

As for the so-called unforgettable fish, only the wild yellow-finned fish in the upper reaches or two sections of the lower reaches of the Rajang River in Malaysia can be called "unforgettable fish".

This kind of fish grows up by eating the windmill fruit on both sides of the river. The meat has a strong fruity aroma, rather than the earthy smell of fish, which is the greatest value of this fish.

As for the so-called artificial breeding, and those caught in other places, it cannot be called unforgettable fish at all.

Therefore, Zhao Ke said that one fish per house is worth it, and I am afraid that this kind of fish will not be available in the future.

"Great, what can you do? My dad wants to eat fish, but he vomits after eating ordinary fish. This is the best fish I found. I just want my dad to be happy before he leaves. Eat a bite of fish."

The middle-aged man had a happy face, but at the end, his eyes became moist again. He knew that his father might not live for a few days. The doctor had told him to plan for the worst. He could do nothing but fight hard. Do my best to fulfill my father's last wish.

"can."

Zhao Ke nodded, not being affected by the middle-aged man's words, he carried the fish onto the stove, and Zhao Ke looked at the fish carefully.

Seeing that Zhao Ke's eyes gradually became more focused, he took out a set of brand-new blades from the kitchen cabinet, and gently cut open the fish's belly. With a slight pick of the blade in the fish's belly, he took out the internal organs.

The silver blade reflected cold light under the light, but in Zhao Ke's hand, it seemed to be glowing with new life, fast and smooth, as if each knife had been practiced thousands of times to perfection.

"Zizzizi!"

The fish scales that were picked out quickly produced countless bubbles in the oil, and a layer of bread crumbs wrapped on them quickly began to swell, but before they changed color, Zhao Ke fished them out, waited for them to cool down, and fried them again and again.

It was not until it was golden, that it was placed on a plate by Zhao Ke. The golden fish scales looked rich and full under the blue dinner plate. When you sniffed carefully, you could smell a faint milky fragrance.

"Crack!"

One mouthful, it is crispy and sweet, and there is a very mellow fruity aroma in the milky taste. If you have not witnessed it with your own eyes, this dish is made of fish scales. I am afraid that no one will believe that it is eaten in the mouth. In fact, it is just Fish scales.

After eating a few for the old man, the middle-aged man looked happy and said, "Eat, eat."

Although the old man looked a little dull, he could feel the slight changes on his father's face after eating, and he couldn't help looking forward to the next dish.

However, Zhao Ke didn't seem to want to continue making the next dish. Instead, he took out other ingredients and began to quickly cut them, including the mountain mushrooms and bamboo shoots. The wound was closed only after the belly of the fish was filled.

With layers of salt, start to cover the whole fish. After beating the porcelain, put it directly into the oven behind you.

This action made the middle-aged man feel distressed. This is a whole fish, and it would be rich to make a whole fish feast, but Zhao Ke simply threw the whole thing into the oven, which is a bit too wasteful.

Besides, with such a thick layer of salt on it, can this fish still be eaten?Don't eat it and turn it into a pickle?

Although he had doubts in his heart, the middle-aged man resisted not to question him, not out of fear, but out of trust in Zhao Ke's cooking skills.

The taste he tasted here last year is that when he thinks about it now, he can still feel the deliciousness left on the tip of his tongue. It is impossible to find another chef like this in the entire H province.

"Isn't it okay?"

Half an hour has passed in a blink of an eye, Zhao Ke still has no intention of getting out of the oven, and the middle-aged man can't help being a little bit out of focus.

"hold on."

Zhao Ke ignored him, and took out the warm apricot blossom wine from the hot pot. This wine was brewed by Zhao Ke himself, and it had been sealed for about two or three years, originally reserved for himself to drink.

But today this dish is so special, Zhao Ke thinks about it, only this pot of wine can match this dish, open the seal of the wine jar, the faint fragrance overflows from the wine, making people want to be drunk , even the dull old man couldn't help but look over.

"Ding!"

At this time, I heard the prompt sound of the oven, and took the fish out of the oven, only to see the snow-white salt outside, which had been baked to a little yellow.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man couldn't help but hang in his heart.

I saw Zhao Ke lightly tapped the back of the knife to break open the outer salt crust. The salt crust was already solid and could be easily removed.

After removing the salt shell, I saw the whole unforgettable fish lying inside, exuding a strong fruity fragrance.

Cut the skin of the fish, and the delicate white meat has a pink texture, which is more attractive than those so-called Kobe beef.

Put the fish meat on a plate without any seasoning, just use a brush to dip a little warm wine, and wipe it lightly on the meat. Immediately after the wine and fruit aromas are mixed together, the smell makes middle-aged people bear it. Can't help swallowing a mouthful of spit.

After serving the plate, the middle-aged man first put the fish in his father's mouth and fed it gently.

After the old man ate the fish, there was a gleam in his cloudy eyes. The taste was smooth like tofu, and the fruity and boozy flavors did not conceal the deliciousness of the fish itself, but made it even more delicious. Set it off to the extreme.

I saw the old man raised his hand that was hanging down tremblingly, picked up the chopsticks, and put the fish on the plate into his mouth.

Savoring the fresh and mellow fragrance carefully, this taste, perhaps in such a moment, will be imprinted in the old man's heart forever.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man lifted his spirits, looked up at Zhao Ke, and said ecstatically, "Eat, eat."

Seeing the light gradually appearing in the old man's silly eyes, Zhao Ke's focused expression gradually relaxed. The satisfaction of every diner is an achievement for him.

If there is a medicine in the world that can make people feel happy, Zhao Ke believes that the name of this medicine is food.

As far as I am concerned, bringing every dish to its limit is my greatest achievement.

At this time, I saw the old man struggling to pick up the fish from his own plate and put it on the plate of the middle-aged man, for a split second.

Time flew by quickly, and the middle-aged man seemed to see himself and his father at the table when he was young, and his father put the piece of meat in the bowl into his own bowl.