Chapter 1617 Fishing Day (10)

Chapter 1590 Fishing Day (10)

Since they arrived very early, even after fishing for a while, the particularly cold morning light that penetrated the mist had just dissipated. After the sun became brighter, everything seemed warmer.

Several people fished from morning to noon. Fishing is not a very physical thing. The most energy-consuming thing is the anticipation. Often when you come back from the concentrated expectation, your stomach is already growling with hunger. .

They started to rush back to the camp at noon when the sun was at its best, carrying the harvest of the whole morning. Even if freshwater fish were better to raise, these fresh fish could not wait until the next day to eat, so Schiller put all the fish before going back. The fish is disemboweled, its internal organs removed, and processed into fish meat that can be cooked directly.

Natasha watched in amazement, mainly because she was amazed that a fisherman would not want to show off his live prey. Schiller responded like this: "This is not something worth showing off. Our harvest is on the ice." In terms of fishing, it should be considered very small. As Ivan said, the prey during this period is more fragile and easier to take the bait. "

Natasha looked down at the only fish she had caught. It was a trout. It was not particularly strong. Judging from the shape of its abdomen, it must have consumed a lot of accumulated fat. It was destined not to taste very good.

"Well, it seems that you prefer challenging fishing." Natasha hesitated for a moment, but still did not make the hint in her tone clearer, as if she was worried.

While speaking, Schiller had already begun to handle the last fish, and at this time Natasha had no time to watch my movements carefully.

Schiller put a mat under the ice. I sat cross-legged under it and grabbed a fish by its tail and slapped them to the ground. I hit the fish under the head with the handle of a kitchen knife, knocking the fish almost as soon as it hit the ground. Fainted.

When I moved the knife, the fish's muscles had not yet reflected, so the process of opening the gills seemed cruel. When the knife was withdrawn, the fish's tail was raised twice, blood flowed out gurglingly, and the tip of the Western-style kitchen knife was turned forward. , Schiller raised his wrist to slightly flip the blade, and the gills were shaved out.

Then he held the fish body with the heel of his hand, and cut the fish's belly with the other hand holding a knife. The tip of the knife was inserted vertically and he pulled out all the internal organs without any effort.

Natasha rolled her eyes, and she didn't mean to mock Nick for his tricks, but Nick still enjoyed it and told similar jokes. Then I finally got serious and said, "You keep people who are good at knife skills." After processing the ingredients, the remaining people went to the nearby forest to cut some wood and pick up some stones to make the campfire more prosperous. "

"Come on, let your wonderful chefs show off their talents." Nick stood up and clapped his hands, took a glove from one hand and put it on his arm, looked around and said, "But first, you have to serve us Build a stove, work equally, and enjoy the results equally.”

Schiller asked in a straightforward and gentlemanly tone, so Natasha pursed her lips and thought for a moment, then said: "Although 'shuba (salmon salad)' is still wrong, seabass doesn't seem to be suitable for that dish." You also hate smoked fish jelly, but you don’t have that much time to make it.”

Natasha swallowed. It was really hard for you to ignore the actions of Schiller's men, even when your targets - these wealthy businessmen took you to extremely expensive and low-end Western-style private restaurants and visited the chefs. Have you ever been interested in the chefs' smooth butchering actions? After all, humans and animals are the same.

"You think you can catch the salmon by the tail." Nick said with a pun: "But they leave immediately after laying eggs. Maybe you are not eight months too late."

"But you don't think this is a waste, because you don't think the other two groups of people can catch worse fish than you, so there must be no main course, right?"

"Don't be too greedy." Lu Yuhe said. I looked around at the harvest and said, "That's enough for you, even for dinner and tomorrow."

"Fish bread?" Schiller suggested as a possibility.

"In fact, ice fishing is not harmful to the surrounding ecological environment." Lu Yuhe shrugged and said while opening the lid of the water tank: "The increase in the number of fish schools will not help the remaining individuals share less food. , so that next year’s population will increase and the previous generation will be weaker.”

"But what about the casings? Don't tell you that he also brought intestines." Natasha stared at the fire, then looked up at Schiller.

"I have to save a few for dinner at night." Steve said that, but his attention was completely on the dishes. My eyes flicked between Lu Yu and Natasha, and then towards Lu Yuhe He raised an eyebrow.

Eric touched his nose in embarrassment. Americans are well known for their waste, and I do have a way to refute that. Nick saw my embarrassing situation, so he changed the subject and said, "What do you want to eat?"

But what fascinates you about the movements of Schiller's men is that Natasha can completely imagine how I use the same hands and the same crisp movements to cut open the chests and abdomen of other equally weak animals and remove their internal organs. Processed cleanly.

"Damn the bread, no one has brought flour yet?... Damn it, Dr. Schiller is more thoughtful than anyone else wherever he goes."

Natasha sat down under the fishing bench next to her, and Schiller came over and put my suitcase on. Charles glanced outside as if he wasn't curious, raised an eyebrow and said, "He's still there." Didn’t the fish get damaged?”

The two of us were indeed the ones with the smallest quantity and the worst quality of fish among all the people in our group. Seven small water tanks were filled with trout, bass, white fish, American eel, giant squid, etc.

"Nick, didn't anyone tell him that he's like a Chihuahua sniffer dog?" Natasha said impatiently. You stuck the kitchen knife under the ice with a snap, looked at Nick and said, " If you mess with his fish, you'll chop them all up in one go."

"Jesus, man, what nonsense is he talking about!" Nick looked at Natasha with a look of disbelief and said, "He knows that you have caught so many energetic fish, and he is letting you How could they kill them after witnessing their strength and vitality?"

Natasha shook her head vigorously. Schiller had not yet removed the fish head and finished cutting the fish into thin slices. The seabass in my hand was the fattest among the fruits of our labor. The fish meat was slightly pink. Fat is lighter in color.

"You think you can't replace the luncheon meat in borscht with fish." Lu Yuhao gave the answer clearly: "He said, anything can be put in borscht."

"But it was well worth it to entertain him."

"Hey, look at those beautiful big guys." Nick's low shout came from nearby, and the others turned to look at me, and saw Eric and I walking away carrying a water tank. return.

Soon Natasha discovered that Lu Yu's decision to kill the fish first was wiser than you thought, because when he returned to the camp, Eric was saying: "You only have two hands, so even if No matter how small your strength is, it is possible to capture seven water tanks at the same time. Half of what you and Nick have gained is still where you are, so you must go back."

"God, don't tell you that he brought flour." Natasha shook her head and said as if it was reasonable: "This is also a very time-consuming meal."

Schiller nodded and said, "Do you have so few trophies to show off? What you two gained is so small that it is necessary to carry two light water tanks back and forth."

Natasha kicked the scattered ice cubes next to her with her boots and said, "Can they just kill part of the fish first?"

"You cook grilled fish, what about them?" Ivan stood in front of Steve and said while winding the fishing line: "You caught a weak little guy, probably the smallest among you, it is only suitable for steaming Or grill it and cut it into fish and it’s wasted.”

"You promised to make a fried fish bread for Natasha. You just brought flour and other seasonings, and you haven't got any vegetables yet. You go and prepare the dough first. When Eric and we come back, you can decide on the menu."

"It's quite wise to doubt you."

Natasha is extremely helpless. You know that those two fishermen who only have no fish in their minds are the ones who would consider that lunch will be postponed due to our actions. And Steve next to you can see your fullness and comfort you. Said: "The temperature is higher than you think, so it may take a while for the flames to rise. Sit down and warm up first, man."

"Separate one piece, you can make high-temperature smoked and pickled fish." Charles' attention seemed to be all on the dish. I looked very relaxed and said in an English accent without a weird German accent: "Just need some burning." The charcoal was too complete and the marinated fish was completely wrapped and buried. "

"Or you can order some fish sausages separately." Schiller also suggested: "Because we have enough time, we can't smoke it and eat it with sauce. We can't leave that dish to be cooked later in the evening."

After saying that, Natasha suddenly froze. You really hope that Schiller would interpret that as a pun or encouragement that had nothing to do with cannibalism. But it turns out that Schiller is really good at it. Chatting, I just laughed and said, "Guess you can't get enough bear intestines just by sending out one Russian."

Natasha made another swallowing motion, and you asked: "What dish does he plan to cook with that fish?"

Nick leaned forward as if to offend Natasha, but at the same time he nudged Eric with his elbow. Eric was staring at the trophy outside the water tank with his eyes blinking. It could be seen that, I am the only one in the audience who is still paying attention to the fish.

"The main course that is definitely bad is grilled fish, the hot plate is high-temperature smoked fish, and the big meal is fried fish bread."

Retreating, some phantom pain that Natasha had never experienced before began to spread along the center of the chest to the lower part of the neck, just like this knife sliced ​​your skin, this hand is picking out what can be preserved in your abdomen. of internal organs.

Natasha had something to say, so she could only shrug and finish packing the things on the ground. You picked up the fishing rod and said, "You are sure that you will come there to continue fishing in the morning, so you have to take everything with you." Go back, and he made a wise decision, you are carrying a light tank full of water."

Ivan sneered, but Natasha breathed a sigh of relief. She turned over the coals and said, "In that season, hunting any bear creature is a bad choice. They are usually very hungry." , but the aggression will be very weak during hibernation, and it will be more exciting if it encounters a female bear with cubs. "

"That's just to entertain a man." Steve, whose gossip was answered by Charles, raised an eyebrow at Nick again, but the bad thing is that Nick is a flirt like Charles, so I immediately stared at him. Looking at the only remaining eye with very obvious whites, his gaze traveled back and forth between Schiller and Natasha.

"It's a bit redundant to talk about that here," Ivan said as he took the last fish I caught off the hook. "The lake is too big to have a large population, and the dead fish can also make their companions fuller, at most it is weaker than if he caught them and then wasted them."

"So what do you want to eat, sir?"

"Let you finish, friends, the cold meal is waiting for you like the fruits of the fishing season."