Farmer sister: Escape from wilderness and farm with Lingquan space

On the deck, people gathered around the two charcoal stoves.

Mu Er and the others were swallowing their saliva while grilling the fish, and the soldiers from the coastal defense camp were swallowing their saliva as they watched them grill the fish.

There are already more than ten grilled fish on a clean plate on the side.

Mu Er cleverly brought the plate in front of Mo Beihan and Qiao Ran, who were sitting aside and watching them grilling fish. He swallowed and smiled mischievously:

"Master, Mr. Qiao, the fish is grilled, you two can try it first!"

Mo Beihan picked up a bunch of grilled fish and handed it to Qiao Ran, with a warm smile on his face and eyes: "You first."

The officers and soldiers of the coastal defense camp who saw this scene looked at the two of them strangely.

Lieutenant General Cheng, who was standing outside the crowd, also felt a little nauseous for a moment. He could neither swallow nor vomit the steamed bun in his mouth.

But at the same time, he wanted to turn around and leave, out of sight, but at the same time, he couldn't move his legs. It was as if there was some magic holding his legs in place, and he just stood there in a tangled state.

Qiao Ran took the grilled fish from Mo Beihan and was about to eat it when she looked up and saw Lieutenant General Cheng swallowing his saliva outside the crowd.

With a roll of her eyes, Qiao Ran raised the grilled fish in her hand and shouted to Vice General Cheng:

"Vice General Cheng, do you want to try our grilled fish?"

There was a sincere smile on Qiao Ran's face, which made Deputy General Cheng who didn't like her hesitate for a while whether to go there or not.

Mo Beihan picked up another skewer of grilled fish, put it in front of his nose and smelled it deeply, looking intoxicated.

Then he took a bite of the deliciously grilled fish, chewed it a few times with his eyes closed, and said lazily:

"Vice Admiral Cheng is in Haiphong Camp every day. What kind of fish has he not eaten? He will definitely not care about grilled fish like us."

Vice General Cheng took a step forward, but immediately took it back, snorting coldly: "Humph! Who cares!"

Even so, I still couldn't bear to leave. The spicy smell wafting in the air was so tempting!

The soldiers of the coastal defense battalion standing close were so greedy that they couldn't swallow their saliva. They didn't want to eat the porridge and steamed buns in their hands, but wanted to taste the fragrant grilled fish.

Qiao Ran saw that Vice General Cheng didn't appreciate it, so she didn't bother to talk to him anymore.

Anyway, he has to say polite things. If others don't appreciate it, it's his own loss.

Mu Er and the others saw that their master and Miss Qiao were both eating, so they grilled and ate at the same time.

The fish marinated in various seasonings is grilled and fragrant. When you take a bite, the meat is crispy and the bones are crispy, and the aroma is overflowing.

Mu Er and the others couldn't stop eating. They almost grilled one skewer and ate it. As soon as they were grilled, they tried their best to cool it down a little, and then sizzled and ate until their mouths were full of oil. They had to lick clean the chili noodles on their lips. , reluctant to waste a little.

Recalling the tasteless dry-roasted fish they had eaten before, they almost suspected that they had eaten pig food before.

Real grilled fish should be like this, so fragrant that people want to swallow it all in their tongues.

After eating more than a dozen skewers of grilled fish, Mu Er burped, then grilled the large lobsters and sea crabs, and sent two portions to the master and Miss Qiao. He and his companions struggled with the rest. He held on and ate it.

There is no way, even though my stomach is full, my mind still wants to eat more!

In the end, everyone's bellies were so full that they couldn't hold them anymore.

However, the dozen or so of them had eaten less than half of the large pots of fish, and there were still three or four pots of marinated fish left.

"Master, what should I do with these fish? Can I eat them tomorrow?"

Mo Beihan glanced at Qiao Ran, he couldn't answer this question either.

Qiao Ran shook her head: "No, the weather is so hot, it will stink tomorrow. And if you want to eat fish, it will still be fresh and delicious. Just catch it again tomorrow. Ask if anyone wants these fish, no. If you want it, throw it into the sea and feed it to the fish!"

"Feed the fish?"

The onlookers were shocked.

Such a fragrant fish should be thrown into the sea to feed the fish?

It’s better to throw it to them!

Seeing Mu Er and the others about to carry a basin full of fish and throw it into the sea, someone finally couldn't help but speak.

"Brother, it would be a waste to lose this fish, otherwise it should be left for us to eat! I, I haven't had enough for dinner yet!"

Someone took the lead, and other people who had been itching for a long time also stood up and expressed that they did not mind the fish meat that was going to be thrown away to feed the fish.

Mu Er looked at the master and Miss Qiao with inquiring eyes.

Mo Beihan looked at Qiao Ran, who nodded: "It's best not to waste it. It's not easy for me to get these spices."

Seeing that his master had no objection, Mu Er left the pots of fish and meat to the soldiers of the coastal defense camp.

"Are you full? Go back and rest!"

After Mo Beihan gave the order, Mu Er and others returned to the cabin to rest.