The two drove back with a large box of fish. Gobl opened the box and looked at it, then curled his lips: "Why are they all garbage fish? Are you going to feed the dogs when you bring it back?"

Chen Daren couldn't understand Icelandic, so he asked, "What did the big man say?"

Chen Song translated: "He said we were so awesome. We only caught so many fish in half a day."

While saying that, he gloomy face and eyes were drawn to Gobl with his eyes, his eyes were like swords.

Gobl felt something was wrong and walked away with his hands on his back.

Chen Daren laughed and said, "Why is he leaving again? Please help me thank him for your praise, so that people can know that we Chinese are polite and etiquette."

Chen Song said: "Let's talk about it later, let's first think about how to eat these fish."

Iceland has a lot of seafood, but there are fewer types of food and fewer ways to eat. It’s nothing more. The locals have too rich resources so they don’t think about how to make various fish into food. They only pick salmon and cod, which have more meat, tender meat and few thorns to eat.

The locals look down on freshwater fish. Fishing is for fun. Unless you catch salmon, the most time is trout, otherwise they will not eat black bass. Cats and dogs at home will be taken back to feed cats and dogs. If you don’t have one, you will throw them away after fishing.

In the eyes of Chinese people, Icelanders live very pretentiously.

But people have pretentious capital, with a land of hundreds of thousands of square kilometers, surrounded by oceans and fishing grounds, so it is too simple to support less than 400,000 people.

Chen Daren and Luo Qiulian are not good at making fish. They don’t have much chance of eating fish, so they will braised and fried.

Chen Song wanted to ask Mrs. Emma's opinion. Luo Bingxin, who had just returned from China for a few days, jumped up and came towards her. Chen Song asked her, "Where is the wife, do you know?"

Luo Bingxin shrugged and said, "I don't know, what's wrong with it when I'm not in the kitchen?"

Chen Song casually said: "It's okay, it's just that my dad and I just caught some fish, and then I want to deal with it. No one knows how to deal with it, so I want to ask Mrs. Emma."

"Do you deal with it, don't you look for me?" Luo Bingxin teased his accent, "Aren't it just a few fish? Leave it to me. Now I am the chef of the whole chef in the manor. And it just so happened that during the Chinese New Year, I and my chef grandpa specialized in making seafood. Today you are lucky to enjoy the treatment of the Qing princes."

Chen Song looked at her suspiciously and said, "This is all Icelandic fish, can you do it?"

The main reason is that this girl has a flag. He always feels that a fiag is not good and is easily slapped by reality.

Luo Bingxin shook his head proudly and said, "Icelandic fish are not fish? They are not two eyes, one mouth, one body and one tail? As the saying goes, learn from one example and learn from others, don't be different. Don't worry, I'll handle it for you."

Chen Song picked two hairs from his face and spitted, saying, "You just talk properly, why are you shook your head? I've been shaking my hair. Why? Have you lost your hair after eating too much salt recently?"

"Get out." Luo Bingxin roared.

Chen Song snapped his fingers and said, "If you lack respect for your leader, you will be deducted your bonus."

Luo Bingxin was stunned. After a long time, she murmured: "Hey, I am your employee now, and I want to get your salary? Can't you be as presumptuous as before?"

"Ha, ha." Chen Song teased her as she used to tease her accent.

Luo Bingxin then pinched the corner of her clothes with her hands and said shyly: "This is terrible. What if you use your salary to threaten me to use your unspoken rules on me in the future?"

Chen Song comforted her and said, "If the probability is equated with impossible events in probability."

Luo Bingxin rolled his eyes and asked, "No more nonsense, where is the fish?"

Chen Song whistled at the door and waved to Brother Bai and pointed at the foam box. Brother Bai, who was squatting at the door and licking his butt, was stunned. Then he rushed towards the foam box with ecstasy face and opened his mouth and rushed to the largest rainbow trout.

Seeing this, Chen Song ran over and grabbed it and shouted: "Who asked you to eat it? Made, I asked you to push the box over for me! Push it over!"

Brother Bai vomited out the fish in his mouth in disappointment. Chen Song shook the fish back with a gloomy face: "This one is yours, the others cannot move, go, push the box."

After he demonstrated for a few times, Brother Bai understood what he meant, and he held the fish head in his mouth and shook the fish body, and pushed the foam box into the kitchen with his big claws.

Luo Bingxin put on gloves and began to classify the fish: "Well, this is a bass, but it is different from the bass in our country, and the method is different. It is too big and difficult to make. I'll splash it with oil."

Chen Song wondered: "Does it be splashed with oil on a bass? Don't we do this in our country?"

Luo Bingxin glanced at him sideways and said, "Will I make it or do it? Am I the chef or are you the chef?"

Chen Song sighed: "Although you are not reliable, you still have to do it. OK, I won't say it."

Luo Bingxin was dissatisfied and said, "I really have a way to do something you haven't eaten today, and I haven't even heard of it. The fried skewers of the King Rui's Mansion."

"Wait, I have never heard of this method, but do we have yellow croaker?"

Luo Bingxin picked up two bronze snappers and said, "They are a little yellow, so there is no problem making this fish."

Chen Song said: "How to make it? Fry the skewers? You have to fry the fish and then string it up, right? The fish is too big, I have to find you a chain to string it up."

Luo Bingxin laughed and said, "I don't have education, watch me perform."

She first cooked some broth, and after almost the cooking, she hummed a little while removing the fish's internal organs and cleaned the fish in a few seconds. Seeing that the knife skills were quite excellent, it was really much better than before the New Year.

After cleaning it, she slapped the fish on the chopping board, then changed the knife and scratched the fish's back three times. Each knife was very deep, penetrated into the spine, and then applied soy sauce to the edge of the knife and stuffed it into slices of scallion and ginger.

Next, it was frying in the pan. After Luo Bingxin turned it a few times, the fat snapper turned yellow and white.

"Okay, now it's ready to fry, next is skewers." As she said that, she started pouring the stock out after serving the fish, and after pouring the stock into the ingredients.

Things that dazzled Chen Song began to happen, shredded bacon, shredded fried chicken, onion, ginger, sea rice, mushrooms, magnolia slices, salt sugar honey...

Chen Song asked, "As for putting so many things?"

Luo Bingxin snorted: "What are the foods that the princes of the feudal dynasty eat? Those of them can't do anything else, so they will enjoy it. And is this a lot? I haven't put the peppercorns yet."

She took out a large box of peppercorns and flipped through it, muttering: "The prince's version of fried skewers of yellow croaker should be accompanied by fresh peppercorns. We don't have fresh ones, so we have to use dry ones. It will probably affect the taste. So it's not my level that it's not delicious, it's because we don't have enough hardware."

Chen Song said helplessly: "Okay, okay, just dried peppercorns, can we not meet the prince's standards and meet the common people's standards?"

Luo Bingxin said, "You are really wrong. People use peppercorns to make this dish, because in the old houses, no matter the big and small households, almost every family planted peppercorn trees in the yard."

"Isn't this nonsense? We haven't heard of any ancestors growing peppercorns in the yard." Chen Song was dissatisfied.
Chapter completed!