Siheyuan: The Qing Dynasty is back

When I entered the house, the rain had returned. I was listening to the radio.

When he saw He Daqing coming back, he quickly turned off the radio and pretended to pick up a pen to do his homework.

If the textbook next to it had not been placed upside down, He Daqing would have taken it seriously.

Smiling, he touched Yu Shui's head and said, "Put aside your homework for tonight and listen to the radio for a while. Dad will make you something delicious today."

Knowing that He Daqing had discovered her scandal, Yu Shui smiled sheepishly. Then she quickly put away her books and turned on the radio to listen to the crosstalk.

He Daqing shook his head helplessly. It seems that not liking to do homework is the same no matter what era.

Take out both fish. He Daqing took the basin and the knife and went to the pool.

Here, Qin Huairu, the "washer chicken", is washing clothes with her big belly.

Seeing He Daqing coming, perhaps a little scared, he actually took the clothes and left without even saying hello.

He Daqing watched the big butt swaying back. He didn't know why a surge of evil fire came up.

This frightened He Daqing. This seductive demon. No wonder she will become the biggest winner of the Siheyuan in the future. She has great skills.

After silently reciting "The Knight-errant" several times, he finally suppressed the evil fire.

He didn't dare to think anymore and grabbed the knife. He wanted to use killing to suppress the impulse of lust.

He used a flurry of swordplay on the two fish. All he saw were fish scales flying, fish blood flying, fish bodies jumping around, fish… (I really can’t think of anything else, I can’t write any more, the author is at a loss for words!)

The two fish were quickly cleaned and some side dishes were prepared.

He Daqing was waiting for Sha Zhu to come back.

He plans to teach Sha Zhu some new dishes starting today. In the future, he can ask Sha Zhu to make them whenever he wants to eat them. One investment, lifelong benefits!

The man was just thinking about Sha Zhu when he saw him walking in with a lunch box in his hand, staggering along.

Seeing Sha Zhu's carefree look, He Daqing's idea of ​​"a good son is born under the stick" was awakened again.

Resisting the itch in his hand, he shouted at Sha Zhu, "Why did you come back just now? Everyone else is back, why are you so late?"

When Sha Zhu saw that the situation was not good, he quickly said, "There will be a small meal in the afternoon. I will come back after cooking."

This reason was very strong. He Daqing had no objection.

Seeing that He Daqing did not continue to make trouble, Sha Zhu breathed a sigh of relief. But he was still too young.

Then He Daqing continued, "Who told you to step right first when you enter the door?"

As he said that, he kicked Shazhu in the butt.

Sha Zhu was immediately confused. He couldn't think of a reason for this question. He himself didn't even notice whether he stepped with his left foot or right foot first.

Come on, this kick in the butt was well deserved.

After venting his anger, He Daqing said, "When I cook at home in the future, you should learn from me. I will only teach you once. If you can't remember, I will punish you."

Sha Zhu was a little depressed at first, but when he heard that his father wanted to teach him how to cook, he immediately became excited. Sha Zhu really likes cooking.

He went from a gloomy face to a full smile. At this speed, it would be a pity not to go to Sichuan Province.

He quickly walked up to He Daqing and said, "Don't worry, Dad. I will study hard. If I don't study well, you can kick my ass again."

He Daqing looked at his silly son helplessly and took him into the kitchen.

Pointing to the two fish on the table, he said, "Today I will teach you two dishes. One is a new Sichuan dish called Pickled Fish. The other is a Shandong dish called Sweet and Sour Carp, but I have improved it a bit and now it's called Feiyan Whole Fish."

"I'll do it while you watch. You need to remember the things you need to pay attention to during the process."

Pickled fish became popular in Sichuan Province in the 1990s. Few people would think of cooking it this way now.

As for the Feiyan whole fish, it is a way of eating created by later generations for the sake of good appearance. The taste is similar to the Shandong cuisine sweet and sour carp.

When Sha Zhu heard that his father could improve the dishes by himself, he was immediately impressed.

Watching He Daqing take the crucian carp, and cut and shape it step by step. And seeing how much oil was used, Sha Zhu's mouth twitched. With so much oil, even a strip of fried fish would be fragrant.

Oil is in short supply now. Only He Daqing who bought it secretly on the black market could waste it like this.

Finally, pour the sauce on it and the fragrance will immediately fill the air.

He Yushui even ran over secretly and lay by the door, drooling at the sight.

These seasonings are not easy to find. He Daqing also got them from the black market, vegetable markets and supply and marketing cooperatives.

After seeing the cooking skills, Sha Zhu felt that he could not catch up with his father's level even if he studied for ten years. Not to mention the taste, the shape alone looks very beautiful.

Then he started to teach Shazhu how to make pickled fish.

A large grass carp was sliced ​​into uniform, crystal-clear fillets. The pickled cabbage was also cut.

When the last bit of hot oil was poured on the red peppers, making a "sizzling!" sound, the whole compound was filled with fragrance.

This fragrance immediately attracted everyone in the courtyard. I have never smelled such a fragrant smell. There is the spicy taste of chili peppers, the numbing taste of peppercorns, the fragrance of fish, and the sour taste of pickled vegetables. All kinds of flavors combined together, it really makes people drool.

The rain on one side could no longer be held back, so he wiped the corners of his mouth with his sleeve.

When Sha Zhu saw this, he also exclaimed that his father was awesome. If he could master this skill, he would surely dazzle Director Yang and Li Huaide.

After the two dishes were ready, He Daqing asked Sha Zhu to carry them into the living room. He brought the hot steamed buns, and the family of three ate them with their mouths drooling.

He Yushui was particularly fond of the sweet and sour Feiyan whole fish, and kept putting it into his mouth.

He Daqing looked at it and said, "Rainwater, eat slowly, there are thorns in it."

As he said this, he picked up a few pieces of rainwater and picked out the thorns inside.

Yu Shui's face was filled with happiness.

Shazhu felt jealous when he saw this. Why was he the one being punished every day while Yushui was praised and loved every day?

So he also attacked the pickled fish on the table. He didn't dare to touch the Feiyan whole fish, because that was what Yu Shui liked. If he dared to grab it, it would not be fish, but his father's anger and flying kick.

He Daqing's family had a lively meal behind closed doors, but the other families in the courtyard were having a hard time.

In Yan Bugui's home, there were several pickles on a plate in front of several people. And the pickles were not piled together, but a few were placed near each person. The number was exactly the same. This was his family's consistent style, fair and just.

No one should be tempted to eat more, and no one will be asked to eat less.

The eldest son Yan Jiecheng looked at the pickles in front of him and held a bowl of noodle soup in his hand. This should be called noodle soup, if it is thicker, it will be more accurate.

"Dad, what delicious food did Sha Zhu's family make? It smells so good?"

"It might be the fish that He Daqing brought back this afternoon. I saw him catch two big fish weighing more than three kilograms. This must have been made by He Daqing. Sha Zhu doesn't have the skill to do this."

"I didn't expect He Daqing's cooking to be so delicious. It's probably better than the restaurants outside."

"Yeah, no wonder He Daqing made a lot of money. With this skill, he can make a lot of money wherever he goes."

"Dad, go catch some fish. I want to eat fish just by smelling this."

"Don't worry, I've already found out everything from him today. I'll go fishing tomorrow. I'm sure my skills are better than his, and we can have fish to eat then."

Everyone in the Yan family was fantasizing that Dad would catch some fish tomorrow and everyone would eat the fish.

In the Jia family, which is closest to the middle courtyard, Jia Zhang and Bang Geng are holding steamed buns in their hands, and there is no oil in the dishes. How miserable life is at home, one steamed bun per mouthful! How miserable life is at home, two steamed buns per mouthful!

Jia Zhang said with her leaky mouth while eating: "He Daqing is a short-lived ghost. He didn't even know to share some of the delicious food with his neighbors. He must be choking to death if he eats it secretly at home."

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Banggeng choking on the steamed bread. Qin Huairu was so anxious that she patted his back and picked up the porridge on the table to feed Banggeng.

Jia Zhang was also shocked. What was going on? She was talking about choking He Daqing to death, not choking her grandson to death.

She also patted Banggeng's back anxiously.

After slapping her twice, Banggeng pushed her away and said angrily, "Grandma, I swallowed it, and you still slapped me hard, do you want to kill me?"

When Jia Zhang saw that her precious grandson was healed, she said happily, "If it weren't for the few slaps I gave you, would you have gotten better? Your mother's tickling is useless."

Bang Geng said to Qin Huairu, "Mom, I don't want to eat steamed bread and cabbage anymore. There is no oil or water in it, and it is stuck in my throat and I can't swallow it. I want to eat meat, I want to eat the fish from Sha Zhu's family."

Qin Huairu persuaded him, "Don't make trouble, Banggeng. When I go to work, I will buy you meat every day. Just eat a little bit for now. Fill your stomach."

"Don't go to Shazhu's house anymore. Look, his father beat your grandma so hard that she lost all her teeth. Do you want to be a gap-toothed kid like your grandma?"

Banggeng looked at his grandmother's mouth without a door and was frightened. He must not be like his grandmother. Otherwise, his classmates would laugh at him to death.

Jia Zhang was so angry that she slammed the table and said, "Qin Huairu, you can just talk about the matter. Why are you talking about my teeth? Is this how you educate your children? Are you also laughing at me?"

He picked up a steamed bread and stood up, saying, "I'm not feeling well. You go clean the compound tomorrow morning. I'm going to sleep first."

She didn't care whether Qin Huairu could work with her big belly. She felt that she was uncomfortable. She had nothing to do with Qin Huairu.

Qin Huairu also had a bitter look on her face. She came from the countryside and had been under the tyranny of Jia Zhang, the evil mother-in-law, for a long time. She had no resistance at all. She had a deep understanding of Jia Zhang's unreasonableness.

In the backyard, Yi Zhonghai, the aunt, and the deaf old lady were also eating. All the money the family had saved over the years was extorted by He Daqing. A lot of the remaining money was spent in the hospital. Yi Zhonghai's family has now gone from being the richest in the courtyard to being in financial difficulty.

The dinner table also had steamed bread and porridge, but there was also stir-fried cabbage and shredded potatoes. This was much better than most people.

The old lady and the deaf lady were eating at the table, while Yi Zhonghai was eating while lying on the bed.

The more the deaf old lady ate, the more she regretted. She was born into a noble family, and although she had experienced several dynasties and was used to a hard life, she could not change her habit of gluttony after eating too much good food.

She used to like Sha Zhu because he could always cook her something delicious to satisfy her cravings. Now when she smelled the food He Daqing cooked, she felt extremely regretful. If she had helped He Daqing and had a good relationship with him at that time, they would have sent her some of the good food.

Besides, Shazhu is a filial child. He used to bring me any delicious food.

How nice it would be if I had these two father and son to take care of me.

Yi Zhonghai was eating the steamed bread and smelled the fragrance of He Daqing's home. He bit the steamed bread fiercely, as if it was He Daqing. The better He Daqing lived, the more he hated him.