The little girl from a farm family has a big wish to make a fortune by farming and picking mushrooms

The three brothers Zhou Lao Da didn't care that the porridge in their bowls was hot. They took a few bites and started working.

When everyone arrived, Zhou Mingzhi lit the firecrackers and set them off with a loud "crackling" sound. Old Mrs. Zhou also lit incense and bowed in four directions to pay homage to the gods.

Then the construction of the donkey shed began.

Together with Zhou Lao's three brothers and his eldest son Zhou Mingzhi, there were more than a dozen people in total.

Those who moved adobe bricks, made mud bricks, and dug adobe trenches worked in an orderly manner.

Old Mrs. Zhou asked Zhou Mingyuan to take his sister to play in the house. Now that the house was cool, the two children were playing with toys on the bed and were happy to stay there. They would not run around in the yard and disturb the adults from working.

Zhou Mingshu cleaned the prepared wild licorice and put it into the pot to boil tea. These six grass roots can make a large pot.

I looked at the fish in the bucket and saw that it was still turning over and blowing bubbles. I didn't expect that this fish was so tough.

Old Mrs. Zhou sharpened the kitchen knife on the edge of the water tank and then started to kill the fish.

"Grandma, how are you going to eat this fish?" Zhou Mingshu came out from the stove door. There was a fire in the stove so he didn't need to watch it all the time.

"Why don't you just stew it? It's such a big fish, and uncles like you can all get a piece." Given the current situation, this is the fairest way.

"Ah? How about letting me do it? My aunt gave us some pickled cabbage, and I plan to make a dish of pickled fish for them to try. What do you think?" Zhou Mingshu suggested that if the fish is sliced, there would be no problem of who can eat it and who can't.

"Sour fish?" Old Mrs. Zhou had never heard of this dish.

"Yeah, just cut the fish into slices, add some pickled vegetables and cook it. This way, not only can the uncles and aunts eat it, but we can also have a taste."

"How can fish taste good if it's sour? Don't let people think we're making stinky fish, right?!"

Old Mrs. Zhou couldn't imagine what sour fish tasted like because she had never eaten it...

"Grandma, believe me, it's definitely delicious. You forgot about the braised fish I made. The taste...tsk tsk...it's absolutely amazing."

Thinking of the braised fish made by her granddaughter, Grandma Zhou agreed without hesitation, hoping that the pickled fish would be as delicious.

"Okay, I'll leave it to you. But you have to do it carefully. We only have this one fish. If you make it wrong, there won't be a second one."

"Got it, grandma, don't worry."

Zhou Mingshu helped Old Lady Zhou kill the fish, leaving only the fish bladder as the remaining fish viscera.

Old Mrs. Zhou took out a handful of pickled cabbage from the pickled cabbage jar and put it aside for San Ya so that she could use it easily.

"Sana, what do you need? I'll get it for you."

"We need onions, ginger, garlic, peppercorns, and wine." Zhou Mingshu thought that these were enough, and she could add the rest from the system.

Zhou Mingshu took the fish to the kitchen and slowly butchered it. After removing the fish bones, he cut the fish meat into thin slices.

When marinating for the first time, add more salt and wine to reduce the fishy smell of the fish. Knead it for a while and then wash it in clean water. Drain the moisture in the fish and then season it again. Add some salt, sugar and some pepper. After kneading evenly, add onion, ginger water and egg white, and finally add some starch. This will make the fish more tender.

An hour had passed since she finished all these tasks, and her waist was a little sore.

Everyone else in the yard was helping out in the backyard, and besides her there was a flock of chickens and ducks in the front yard.

It was the perfect time to cook the fish, and no one was watching her, which made it easier for her to "cheat".

Add lard into the pot, put some ginger slices to remove the fishy smell, wait until the ginger flavor is strong, then put the fish bones in to fry, add onion segments, garlic slices and a small amount of pear blossom white, and after frying, add boiling hot water, and the soup base in the pot will immediately turn white.

If you stop cooking here, you can still have a pot of milky white fish soup.

When the fish soup started to bubble, Zhou Mingshu added the rinsed sauerkraut. When the fish soup started to bubble again, he put the prepared fish fillets into the pot. After waiting for a minute, he sprinkled the minced garlic, chopped green onions and peppercorns in a small dish. Zhou Mingshu secretly added a dried chili pepper, poured hot oil on it, and the aroma was immediately stimulated. He then picked out the chili pepper and threw it out.

Just adding a little bit of spiciness, I think everyone can accept it.

The dog, attracted by the scent, saw the food discarded by its owner as soon as it arrived at the gate of the yard. It ran over wagging its tail and took a bite of the pepper with fish flavor while it was still hot.

I chewed it twice and swallowed it. Soon, I felt a burning heat in my mouth and stomach.

'What the hell is this thing? It's actually poisoned. I'm so thirsty... so hot...'

The big yellow dog in the village jumped into the river with its tongue hanging out...

After Zhou Mingshu prepared the sauerkraut fish, he served it in a rice bowl. This dish is both a soup and a vegetable. It would take at least an hour for the dish to cool down.

She used a small spoon to scoop up a sip of the soup and tasted it. The sour taste was particularly strong, and you couldn't taste the spiciness in it without tasting it carefully.

One pot of pickled fish was definitely not enough. Before she could close the house and go out, Liu and Zhu came back from the backyard.

They took off their headscarves and washed themselves thoroughly at the well.

Liu brought out a pumpkin. There was also some lard scraps at home. The two together could be used to stew a dish. If she put a circle of mixed flour pancakes on the pot, it should be enough to eat.

"Sanya, your grandma said you were stewing fish. How come you finished it so quickly?"

"Yes, auntie, I have cooked it. Why don't you try it? It is made with pickled cabbage."

"I've been smelling it for a long time. It must be delicious. Let me have a taste."

Liu took the spoon and scooped half a bowl of soup, but it was still a little hot, so she planned to wait until it cooled down before drinking it.

Zhu took the basin and started to knead the dough, Liu took the knife and started to peel the melon, and soon, her aunt Feng also came back from the backyard.

"Look at you, why are you running around in the backyard with a big belly? You might as well stay in the front yard to cool down. There are so many men working here, and they are so careless. What if you get bumped into someone?"

"Yes, I understand, sister-in-law. I just served bowls and poured tea. I didn't do anything else. I came back to help you."

Seeing the danger, Old Mrs. Zhou didn't let her stay there.

Feng picked up the garlic next to her and started peeling it. "Hmm? What's that smell? It smells so good?"

"Haha, it's the sour fish that San Ya made. I just scooped out some fish soup. You can try it first."

"Hahaha, auntie, it's not sour fish, it's pickled fish, hahaha."

"Hahaha... I didn't remember it just now. I only remember that it tasted sour."

Everyone in the kitchen laughed. This 'sour fish' sounded really funny.

Feng took the bowl, blew on it, took a sip, and found the sour taste was really delicious.