Chapter 46 Chapter 46 The Cooking by the Lake

Reading Ai Wu's "Southern Journey", I couldn't restrain my love from the bottom of my heart, and I was very eager for Ai Wu's wandering, thinking in my heart, I wanted to grow up quickly, or I could also embark on an Ai Wu-style journey .Thinking about the mysterious forests in the Southwest, caravans, swordsmen, indigenous cottages, thick glutinous rice wine and crisp folk songs of Shanmeizi, these things are exciting to think about.Unfortunately, I ended up in Beijing as a wanderer, and instead I was a countryman among the people of Beijing, with an accent as heavy as a handful of high-quality sea salt.

The point is, I really like picnics. No matter how good the dishes cooked in the kitchen are, it is hard to beat a meaningful picnic.For a while, I was wildly obsessed with cookouts and made a small alcohol stove myself.This alcohol stove is only a little bigger than the aluminum cap of the water bottle. First, a small pot is welded with a thin copper skin, and then a layer is welded on the inside to form a interlayer pot. Then a row of holes is drilled around the port. Pour alcohol into the small holes and ignite it, and sit on the pot to force the flame of alcohol to burn out from the row of small holes.There is a bottle of 500ml industrial alcohol, plus such an alcohol stove, the fuel for the burner is already enough, and a small aluminum pot is enough for a picnic for one person.

I remember that when I went fishing by the lake, I took such a set of cooking utensils with me.Sitting by the lake in the wilderness, you can hear the crowing of cocks and the barking of dogs from far away villages, and even the laziness and procrastination of old cattle.But I would rather listen to the sound of the old scalper than the sound of the buffalo.In summer, the wind from the lake brings the harassment of cicadas, but it is also soft and cool, and diffuses the slightly fishy smell of the lake into the wilderness.At this time, the bait is set, the nest is made, and the pole is held and waited for the fish to take the bait.Fish are cruisers on the bottom of the water. If they don’t come, the buoy will definitely not move. The buoy jumps on the lake water. If you stare at it for a long time, you will have an illusion that the buoy is running towards the center of the lake. In front of an old fisherman like me, I will not take the illusion as reality.

There are all kinds of fish in the lake, but it depends on the season. For example, when the rape blossoms bloom, the crucian carp will go to the grass by the lake to produce seeds. The crucian carp that produce seeds will go through a storm of love. Therefore, they are more tired, and naturally they are even more hungry. The hook rate is extremely high, so it is good to catch crucian carp.But at this time, catfish and dingzi also love to take the bait, and they also come to the grass by the lake to build a love nest together as usual.Naturally, the place where the hook is lowered cannot be in the grass. First, the hook will be caught. Second, the bait is hidden in the grass and it is difficult for fish to find it.You have to find a blank place at the bottom of the lake to bait, so that it is very convenient for fish to bite the hook.

Since it’s a picnic, of course, we should see good fish before lighting the stove. Generally speaking, I like a fish called redtail. The tail of this redtail is red, but it’s not completely red. There is a section of golden yellow near the tail, which gradually turns red in the golden yellow, until the tail is very red.The body of the redtail fish is streamlined, as slender and long as a high jumper, and its scales are faintly golden red. The important thing is that its meat is fresh, tender and thick, and its taste is a bit noble, which is fundamental. Unlike the rustic carp and the clumsy grass carp (fat and clumsy, but it is a vegetarian and only bites when the sun rises in the west), the redtail has only one rectum, which is often empty.After catching a redtail, quickly remove the scales and belly, cut it into several sections with a paper knife, then set the fire on the pot, and put the fish in the pot to cook.People who don't pay much attention to eating fish don't know that the best fish is boiled wherever it is caught (of course it can also be caught with a net).The alcohol fire is fierce, and the water will boil soon. Sections of clean fish are rolling in the water, and gradually the fish soup turns milky white, and the lakeside is also filled with the aroma of fish.At this moment, I took out the refined salt in the pepper bottle, the lard in the eyedrop bottle, and carefully put them into the pot. While drinking pure grain wine from the winery, I feel very comfortable.

At this time, the sky is high and the sky is clear, the weeping willows are soft, and there are lotus and lotuses by the lake. Groups of wild ducks are playing. Occasionally, a group of white cranes will fly overhead. They will land on the willow trees not far away, and they may even fly from the reeds. A flock of wild geese, the geese chirping very loudly.On the clear waves of the lake, the green willows blowing the green smoke——At that time, I still liked to imitate Chairman Mao's style and write five-character sentences and so on.In such a scene, there are delicious fish meat, thick fish soup, and mellow grain wine, just like Jiang Ziya, thinking that he has five lakes in mind and looks around the world.Oh, don't think that I will feel very excited in such a situation. Speaking of which, I still want to go to the mysterious forest in the southwest of the Great Southwest like Mr. Ai Wu, and have a mysterious trip by the pool deep in the forest. Go fishing, or go to Heilongjiang, and do a snow-cut ice fishing in the icy Heilongjiang. If you put such an alcohol stove on the ice and drink like this, it is the highest state.It’s a pity that there was no snow when I went to the northeast. It was summer when I went. What surprised me was that they actually used horses to plow the fields. I was surprised and angry at using horses to plow the fields. Horses should be whipped thousands of miles. !I saw them stuck in the mud, looking very embarrassed, so that when I returned to Beijing, my mind was still full of horses. However, I never thought about whether horse meat is delicious, but I think salmon must be delicious.Oh, I'm going to go ice fishing in Heilongjiang one day, just watch.