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Chapter 291 Black Fish Stewed with Pickles

Shangguan Yang held a piece of metal in his hand, which was a fragment of the explosion of the pyramid wall.

It looks like a large piece of metal, but it weighs very light and has a very high hardness, making it absolutely extraordinary.

Li Baoqiang nodded secretly. Shangguan Yang was really interested. If he studied this metal, it would definitely be a good thing to create the world.

If this metal is used on tank armor, it does not occupy weight and is very hard, and is definitely a protective weapon.

Of course, there are other uses, which will take a slow study in the future and at least mass production can only play its role.

"According to Shangguan Yang's arrangement, we will search for it. If there are other strange things, we will bring them back together."

After saying that, Li Baoqiang arranged for a few soldiers to go back to his residence to drive the car. The engine of the plane was broken, but a baby. I would put it on the car first, otherwise I would be buried by mud and water later.

The warriors scattered, and the aliens' belongings were treasures. Besides, the big explosion caused everyone to suffer internal injuries. If you pick up something and come back, it can be considered as making up for the losses.

Three hours later, the metal fragments filled several trucks, mixed with some strange things. Even Shangguan Yang couldn't tell what he was doing.

Let’s go back to the autonomous region first. Li Baoqiang rubbed his nose angrily. Playing with technology, his own group of people are really not that material.

"Tonight, let you taste the pickles stewed with black fish, which is a famous dish,"

In the evening, the campfire was bright, and Li Baoqiang took advantage of the space where the soldiers collected metal and went to the mud swamp to catch more than a dozen man-eating black fish.

Once those piranhas fell into the mud, they became things that were full of mouths and bluffing. Li Baoqiang easily killed more than a dozen man-eating black fish with a wooden stick.

"Thank you for your gift. Black fish stewed pickles is a famous dish. Why haven't I heard of it?"

Wang Zhiming tasted the black fish. The fresh fragrance of the black fish and the tenderness of the pickled pickles after sucking the oil, and it tasted great.

"Okay, then I'll tell you the legend of black fish stewed pickles,"

When Li Baoqiang saw the soldiers gathered around him, he also wanted to take the opportunity to adjust his nervousness today.

After clearing up his thoughts, Li Baoqiang started to tell the story.

"According to legend, Living Buddha Jigong traveled in West Lake, Hangzhou, I heard...you know Jigong, right?"

"Damn, boss, no Chinese don't know Jigong. The shoes are broken, the hat is broken, and the robes on their bodies are broken..."

Wang Zhiming replied with a smile, and even started singing, his expression and eyes fell off, and his expression was a bit crazy.

"Haha" everyone laughed, and the inexplicable tension in their hearts was wiped out.

Li Baoqiang gave Wang Zhiming a look in praise, and this kid really knows how to cooperate.

"Boss continue,"

"Well, where did you talk about it?"

"Jigong went to West Lake to travel," a soldier hurriedly reminded that everyone's appetite was swelling.

"Well, Jigong went to West Lake to travel. He heard that there was a black fish spirit in West Lake who turned into a bully, bullying men and women, and not doing good things, so Jigong wanted to eliminate harm for the people.

Jigong transformed himself into a delicate and beautiful lady, strolling by the West Lake, seducing the black fish spirit.

As a result, the black fish spirit was deceived, jumped out of the lake, turned into a bully, and wanted to force the girl to steal the girl.

As for Jigong, he slapped the palm fan and the black fish spirit was knocked back to its original form and turned back to its true body. It was a very big black fish.

The common people gathered up and praised Jigong's wise conduct. Jigong waved his hands and said, "This black fish is harmful to the world. Today I will give you a dish. If you eat it, it can be considered avenge.

Jigong asked a few pickles of snow-capped pickles from the common people, put the black fish and pickles into the bowl, and gently slap the palm fan, and a delicious black fish stewed pickles were released. From then on, it became a famous dish in Jiangsu and Zhejiang.

Today, everyone will try this famous dish. It is to use it to transform the harm caused by aliens into appetite. If you avenge your revenge, you will start to act,"

Li Baoqiang's short story aroused everyone's appetite. Besides, the black fish stewed pickles really smelled very fragrant, and the soldiers couldn't help but feast on them.

For a moment, more than 30 people gathered by the bonfire, each of whom stewed pickles with a bowl of black fish, started eating, and smashed his mouth, as if he had come to a pigpen.

"I can't tell that my commander has the talent for telling stories,"

A plate of black fish and pickles, the leaves of the snow are black, the poles are old yellow and dyed brown by soy sauce; the skin of the black fish is black, the meat is white and dyed light brown by soy sauce.

The four colors are fused into three, black eats black.

So the color of the black fish meat is particularly dazzling, and it almost feels white, showing the feeling of being untainted by the sludge.

When Shangguan Yang saw the black fish burning in the bowl, he couldn't help but praise Li Baoqiang.

"That's right, try your husband's skills. Today, Donald Duck lifts the curtain and reveals a little hand."

Shangguan Yang tasted a bite of black fish elegantly, chewed it slowly in his mouth, and savored it carefully.

The black fish meat is a sliver of it, not as tender as other fish. Without biting it, eating it feels like eating the tenderest mutton, but it is tighter and more delicate than mutton.

Pickles help it to show its power and promote it to release the umami flavor. Black fish also promotes pickles, and pickles complete the transformation from vegetarian to meat.

The two dishes work together to create brilliance. The roasted pork, black fish, roasted snow, does not feel as oily as the pork, roasted snow, but this is another style, and the feeling is crazy without oil, just right.

"It's really great. I don't know if the fish tastes good innately or your cooking skills are good, haha,"

Shangguan Yang praised Li Baoqiang, and Li Baoqiang's big mouth was so happy that he slid his ears.

"I'm really, your husband, I'm a cooking expert. Just take this black fish and pickles as an example. It's very troublesome. You can't miss a single step, and you can't make any mistakes.

First, cook the black fish, cut the black fish into thick slices, and then fry it in oil until it is a little yellow. Add soy sauce, water, pepper, sugar, water, and cook with Xuelihong. It’s fine until the fish is cooked.

Black fish has an advantage, it is not easy to break or pan, so after frying and cooking, it is still whole.

Remember not to use ordinary pickles to cook fish, be sure to use snow, because the spicy flavor hidden in snow can remove the fishy smell,"

Li Baoqiang showed off his complacently, but when he saw a hint of cunning flashing in Shangguan Yang's eyes, Li Baoqiang slapped his forehead and thought to himself that he had fallen into a trap.

Shangguan Yang used a few words of praise to put himself in a trap. I really, from now on, the heavy responsibility of cooking at home will be handed over to himself.

Alas, this is the end of showing off.

"When I get home, I will cook for you every day, so that you can eat all the food to Yang Yuhuan."

Li Baoqiang's eyes rolled, rubbed his nose, and a smirk at the corner of his mouth.

"Okay, okay, you're really a good man who can go into the kitchen and go to the hall at that time,"

Shangguan Yang did not hear what Li Baoqiang said for a moment.

However, after tasting two bites of black fish, Shangguan Yang figured out what Li Baoqiang said.

This guy actually wants to raise himself into a fat man. His conscience is very bad. He must not let Li Baoqiang's conspiracy succeed

.

"Looking for a fight, you don't know that growing fat is easy to lose weight. Forget our big men, heroes, and commanders, it's better to do big things. If you cook, you can show off your hands occasionally."
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