Farmhouse Green Plum

Chapter 393 Grilled Fish

"Don't eat raw meat? Do you cook it on weekdays?" Yuan Qing was a little surprised. A cat catches a mouse, so does it have to cook the mouse?

Song Ying nodded and explained, "This cat originally belonged to a master in the Shen Mansion. He doted on it and fed it cooked food since it was young. It couldn't change its habit after getting used to it."

Most importantly, she was not willing to change it, and eating cooked food would reduce the risk of illness.

Yuan Qing was silent for a while, then took out a dagger and a fire starter: "Then roast it."

"You come here to practice calligraphy and bring a dagger and a fire starter?" Song Ying's jaw dropped in shock.

"After practicing calligraphy, I'll have grilled fish for breakfast."

Song Ying was immediately impressed and regretted why she had not thought of this before. If she had acquired this fishing skill earlier, she would not have to go to work on an empty stomach every day.

After feeling annoyed for a while, she remembered that even if she had the idea before, she didn't have the time. She was so busy every day that she didn't have time to go fishing.

After a short while, Song Ying sat by the fire, reciting the book to himself while looking at the two fish on the rack, turning them over from time to time.

The flames licked the oil, making a slight sizzling sound. The raw white fish meat slowly turned golden yellow, a little oil seeped out, and the aroma was fragrant.

Tangtang became more and more anxious, meowing around the fire and stretching out its claws from time to time, trying to pull one away, but as soon as it got close, it was forced back by the heat of the flames. It became even more anxious, rubbing against Song Ying's legs and feet, and even hooking Song Ying's legs with its big tail.

Song Ying was reciting his lesson, but the noise made him unable to continue. He went to see if the fish was ready. "It's not ready yet. Wait a little longer."

"Meow~meow~meow~"

Song Ying's head was buzzing from the urging, and suddenly he heard Yuan Qing say, "Another fish has been hooked."

As the fishing line shook, a fish was pulled out of the water and struggled violently. Tangtang was attracted and wanted to play with the lively fish.

Song Ying breathed a sigh of relief. She had been cooking for several years and had never been urged so urgently.

By the time the man and the cat had finished eating the grilled fish, it was already one o'clock in the morning. The two chatted while eating the grilled fish.

"By the way, does the soap smell bad to you recently?"

"Smell?" Yuan Qing was stunned. "No, why are you asking?"

Song Ying was relieved. Since her new work had gone bad, the ones she had sold before would also start to stink.

She explained: "Meat is added to the pancreas. The weather is getting hotter and hotter. The newly made pancreas started to stink a while ago. I'm worried that the ones I sold earlier will be the same."

"Meat? Could it be pig pancreas?"

Song Ying: "...If you keep guessing, I'm afraid I won't be able to do business anymore."

Yuan Qing smiled, "The name is Pancreas. It's not hard to guess it if you're careful. But if you don't know the specific details and proportions, it's useless to guess. Have you figured out a solution?"

Song Ying was just joking, so she wasn't worried about losing her business if people found out. She nodded and said, "We've changed the formula, and the pancakes we make are better. We'll be able to sell them soon. We plan to order a batch of molds and carve the image of Tangtang on them."

"That's a good idea!" Yuan Qing's eyes lit up. No matter whether it was pancreas ointment or cakes and pastries, most of them were printed with flowers and plants. He had never seen one with cat patterns.

Tangtang is so beautiful and unique. If she is printed on the pancreas, she will be unique and beautiful, which will definitely attract people.

Song Ying asked about his recent situation again, "How about you? How are you doing in the academy?"

"My life is not as colorful as yours. Every day I listen to teachers' lectures, study, write essays, and take exams, day after day. It's okay now that the weather is warmer. In winter, my hands are frozen stiff and I have to rub them from time to time. The ink I grind will freeze after a while, and I have to add water to dissolve it after writing for a while.

After the last monthly class, one of my roommates cried loudly at night, saying that he was tired and wanted to go home. But the next morning, he was fine and continued to study and attend classes..."

While chatting, they quickly finished eating the fish. Yuan Qing put away the bluestone slab and bamboo brush tube for practicing calligraphy and prepared to return to the academy.

"You're coming back later than usual, why don't I go back tomorrow..."

"I won't miss the morning class." Yuan Qing was very calm, "Then I'll go to the same place tomorrow. I usually get here at the beginning of the morning."

Song Ying's words "I won't come" got stuck in his throat, and he answered blankly: "Ah? Oh, okay, I should come today."

Yuan Qing raised the corners of his lips slightly, a faint smile appeared in his eyes, and he turned and left.

Watching his figure disappear in the willow grove, Song Ying was extremely annoyed. Why was he just a little bit slower? Why was it so difficult to reject someone?

With mixed feelings, she went back with the satisfied candy in her arms. As soon as she came out of Willow Alley, she met Manager Gao of Ruyi Tower.

"Hey, isn't this Doctor Song? What are you doing so early in the morning?"

Song Ying shook the Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases in his hand and said, "I found a quiet place to recite the book for a while and to give my cat some courage training."

Looking at the snow-white cat peeking out of the bamboo basket, Shopkeeper Gao rolled his eyes and said, "I heard that your cat is very smart and can even attract customers to your store.

Since it can bring fortune, why don’t you sell me the wooden fortune cat in your shop, and I’ll…”

"No!" Song Ying said decisively.

Shopkeeper Gao froze for a moment and said speechlessly, "You, little girl, rejected me so easily. At least let me finish my words. I will pay a high price and will never let you suffer a loss."

Song Ying was very determined: "This is not a question of whether the price is high or not. It was given by my master. It is a token of my master's love. I will not sell it even if you give me ten thousand gold coins!"

*

Time flies, spring goes and autumn comes, and three years have passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, the sky was just getting light and the streets were still gray.

After a slight creaking sound, the door of Yingnuoxuan was slowly pushed open, and a big snow-white cat jumped out from inside, with the long hair on its chest blown all over its face by the cold wind.

The cat shook its head skillfully, its long hair drooping, its eyes looking jerky, and it looked very majestic.

Next door, Aunt Zhang, who came out to get water, saw him and couldn't help but say, "He's going to the lake to recite his lessons again."

A young girl in green came out of the door and answered, "Yes."

Aunt Zhang couldn't help but sigh, "It's said that scholars work hard all night, and I think you're a doctor too. It's freezing cold, and you're getting up so early to recite books."

The girl turned her head, her skin was white, her eyes were bright, it was Song Ying who had grown up. She smiled and said, "Auntie, you are the same. I have never seen you take a day off throughout the year. You were even steaming buns on New Year's Day."

"We are in the food business, and the New Year and other festivals are the best time for us to make money. By the way, my waist has been very numb recently. Can you give me acupuncture when you are free?"