59 years after its opening, people are still in Nanluoguxiang.

This time it was another knife fish.

Chen Feng didn't even look at it, he just crushed it to death and threw it into the sea.

Feeding this kind of fish to ducks may hurt their throats.

Many thorns!

"Why threw it away!" Zhou Jing said with great regret.

"Uncle, why do you need a knife fish when I'm here?"

Chen Feng cast the hook again, and in less than ten seconds, a huge white pomfret weighing nearly two kilograms came up.

Zhou Jing was laughing so hard that he couldn't stop.

Although he couldn't fish, he was still extremely happy to see his nephew catch another silver pomfret so quickly.

After fishing for more than ten minutes, I caught more than thirty silver pomfret, nearly 60 kilograms of top-quality seafood.

If the fish bucket hadn't been almost full and Zhou Jing hadn't been standing by, he wouldn't have been able to secretly put the fish into the space.

He planned to catch several hundred kilograms of fish and open up a marine fish farm in the space to raise silver pomfret, yellow croaker, prawns and other fish with excellent taste.

But it seems that there is no solution.

"Uncle, go back quickly and bring another fish bucket so I can catch more fish while they are still underwater."

"this?"

Zhou Jing pondered in silence and looked up at the place where the sky and the sea met in the distance. The sea breeze was not very strong and the waves were not very high.

"You have to promise me that when I'm away, you can only stay in the reef area. Once the sea wind gets stronger, you must go home or run to the mountains."

"Okay, I'm not stupid. Am I stupid enough to go fishing when the tide comes?"

Chen Feng picked up the dried fish, threw a pomfret into the fish bucket, and comforted her, "Don't worry, I don't want to drown in the sea."

Zhou Jing was still defeated by the catch!

He picked up the fish bucket and jogged home, even holding his hat in his hand to make running easier.

After he left, Chen Feng immediately put some reefs, mud and sand into the space, and added a large pond surrounded by reefs and mud outside the fish pond.

This is done to prevent seawater from entering other soils in the space and causing salinization.

He poured some sea water into it, and then threw all the pomfret, prawns, sea bream, etc. he had caught into the space.

The sea has a crazier temper than God.

The situation changed suddenly. In less than ten minutes, the wind blowing towards us suddenly became stronger, and I could hear the roar of waves in the distance.

The tide is really coming!

"Tough luck!"

Although it was still dozens of miles away, or even farther, Chen Feng did not intend to take the risk.

He ran home with the fishing rod.

When passing by the beach, Chen Feng glanced at the sky.

A blue and white wave, like a white wall or a white dragon, roared towards the coast.

"How spectacular!"

I sighed in my heart and ran away.

The warning gong sounded again in Zhoujiagou. Zhou Jing breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Chen Feng coming back.

"Come on!"

The two of them hurriedly trotted home.

"I'm back, come in."

The family guarding the door felt relieved when they saw the two of them.

Even so, Uncle Zhou Jing was scolded by Grandpa and Grandma for half an hour. Even though they were cleaning the pomfret, it did not stop them from cursing.

The aunt took Zhou Jing's large-sized clothes and changed Chen Feng's outer clothes.

When I arrived at the kitchen, my grandfather was teaching my two cousins ​​how to prepare pomfret.

"Fubo, Dinghai, remember, mirror fish have no scales and a narrow body, so you can't use a knife to cut them. It's hard to cut them."

The old man held a pair of scissors and said, "Cut it from here."

"Do you know what this is?"

The two cousins ​​who were cleaning the pomfret and removing the silver powder (fish scales) said at the same time: "Fish butt."

"That's right!"

The old man used scissors to cut the small hole on the fish's belly, forming a small opening. Then he cut along the small hole all the way to the fish's head and gave the cut pomfret to grandma.

The old lady reached out and picked out all the fish gills and internal organs and washed them in another basin.

"Remember, you must rinse off the fish blood, otherwise the fish will be very pale."

"Without blood, the fish meat will not be red."

Chen Feng watched them operate and suddenly remembered the tuna in his space.

It seems, as if, blood should be drained immediately as well!

"Damn, the amount of knowledge is totally not enough!"

"Grandpa, I'm going to sleep."

"go Go."

Chen Feng left the kitchen, lay down in the bedroom, entered the space with his consciousness, and took out the sealed tuna.

To his surprise, the guy was still alive.

"Amazing!"

Seeing this, he banned tuna again.

Since you can survive, there is no need to rush.

The main reason was that he didn't know how to handle tuna, which is a professional skill of many veteran fishermen (bleeding is indeed a technical job, especially for large tuna).

Because there is no tuna in the Bohai Sea, even my grandfather may not know how to cook it.

Lying in bed, I harvested another wave of rice, sweet potatoes, potatoes, peanuts, oranges, apples, grapes, etc. I ground the straw, sweet potato vines, etc. and scattered them into the pool.

I also took some sweet potatoes, peanuts, peanut leaves and sweet potato leaves to feed the rabbits, goats, chickens and ducks.

In a daze, I heard the roar of waves hitting the beach and rocks.

The high tide lasted for a whole day, and coupled with the continuous storm, everyone stayed at home.

Chen Feng slept in the morning, had a bowl of porridge at noon, and couldn't sit still in the afternoon, so he went to the kitchen to make buns.

But there is no way to cook crab roe.

After all, he did not go out to catch swimming crabs, nor did he go to Zhoujiagou to turn over rocks to look for crabs.

Holding a small sword in his hand, he shaved the meat of the small yellow croaker.

The small yellow croaker has only one main spine on its body, no other small spines, and only the fins and the abdomen have spines. Pinch off the head and tail, cut the belly of the fish, and then remove the main spine in the middle, and the rest is all meat.

Many fishermen often do this: they cut the fish meat, add some salt and steam it, and then they can eat it as a snack for children.

Hearing that their cousin was going to make yellow croaker meat buns, Zhou Dinghai and Zhou Fubo, who had finished copying, came to help.

Chinese steamed buns contain everything.

Chicken, mutton, beef, cabbage, fish, crab roe...

As long as it’s edible, it can all be packed in.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk!"

Pick up a kitchen knife, cut the fish into fillets, then add special secret oil and salt.

Then cut a few green onions into thin strips. Zhou Fubo boiled water, and Chen Feng put the fish into the steamer and sprinkled some green onion strips on it.

Grandpa, Zhou Jing and others were making dumpling wrappers.

That’s right, the skin of soup dumplings is very thin, and it must be made into dumpling skin to be the most delicious.

It took an hour to finish making more than thirty meat buns.

The heavy rain lasted for three full days, and it was not until the fourth day that the wind and waves passed.

As soon as the strong wind stopped, Zhou Jing, his grandfather, grandmother, Zhou Fubo and the whole family went out, carrying fish buckets of different sizes and rushed to the beach.

Every time the tide goes out, the beach becomes a habitat for seafood, and there is plenty of seafood to pick up.

The bigger the waves, the more seafood there is.

"Fuck me!"

Chen Feng looked at the various fish, crabs, prawns, etc. on the beach and grass and couldn't help but swear.

Fish in the sea have no choice.

The raging waves swept up the fish and brought them to the shore, but the waves themselves slipped away.

It’s okay for crabs and turtles, at least they can slowly crawl back.

The fish and shrimp are in a miserable state and can only wait for the fishermen to take them back.

"Thank you for the gift, Lord Dragon King!"

The old people in Zhoujiagou knelt down and worshipped the sea superstitiously.

"We should thank nature." Chen Feng whispered.