Chapter 337： Catfish

Ling Ran carefully parked Jetta in his garage. After closing the door, he made a circle around the car. Before leaving, he thought about it, found a car cover from the corner, and gave it to him.

Although the Jetta is cheap to repair, as long as several hundred and one thousand, it is always a bit troublesome.

Ling Ran took care of it as far as possible, and then locked the garage door. His first bike has been in use for 11 years, and he hopes that the much more expensive Jetta will exceed this record.

The clinic at 8 o'clock is still quite lively.

People who see a doctor, people who buy medicine, people who massage, and people who are just chatting, are divided into several piles in the yard, and each has its own joy.

The large courtyard of Xiagou Clinic is like Xiagou Lane, and even the neighborhood activity center of several old alleys nearby.

Ling Jie porridge from Europe, chatting and talking in the yard with a smile, heating the old man's thermos cup, and handing the blanket to the old lady, what he does is the neighborhood business, his favorite is chatting with the neighborhood, his favorite Is that there are many people. Today's Xiagou Clinic is exactly what he dreamed of.

Tao Ping sat behind the tea table on the second floor, entertaining younger sisters and pseudo-girlfriends of similar ages, and by the way gave them purchasing products from various countries.

In this area of ​​Xiagou, Tao Ping is an absolute fashion leader and weathervane.

For the past 20 years, when Tao Ping put on a windbreaker in the spring, the windbreaker would flutter in the alley. When Tao Ping started to try T-shirts, T-shirts in the night market would sell well ...

Not only are women of her age, but little girls and real middle-aged women who are not in Tao Ping's social circle, they will also pay attention to Tao Ping's dress, cosmetics, hobbies ...

This time, Tao Ping made a trip abroad to purchase goods for the people around her, and she blew up multiple credit cards. The credit card credits were enough to exchange business class between China and France.

"Is the child smashed back?" Ling Jieju heard the sound of the car entering the warehouse long ago, and poured a glass of hot water for him.

Ling Ran drank hot water, and he was warm. His father had cooked for so many years, and it was still best to soak in hot water.

"Dr. Ling is back." In the kitchen, Lu Jinling saw Ling Ran and immediately jumped out, holding a catfish with a long arm in her left hand and shaking her tail desperately.

Lu Jinling raised his knife in his right hand, dropped it with his back, and a big catfish was dizzy.

"Did you buy it? Such a big sturgeon?" Ling Ran looked surprised at the stinging sting.

Lu Jinling smiled: "I used Luya to fish. Isn't it great? Five pounds and sixty-two chuckles."

"Two or sixty-six?" Ling Ran recalled the 55 treasure chests he had received, and he felt uncomfortable.

Lu Jinling didn't know why, so he emphasized: "Only a cricket owl can grow so large, and it can't move with big eyes when it weighs 5 kilograms. I caught it in Liangzi Lake and immediately returned by air."

Ling Ran nodded curiously.

"There are seven species of catfish in the country. Although there are the largest catfishes, it is also the most traditional catfish, especially this wild type. It is delicious whatever it is made." Lu Jinling said, mentioning the catfish Fish, said: "So big, it's actually very suitable for shabu-shabu. Ling Ran, you like to eat hot pot."

Ling Ran nodded again.

Lu Jinling raised her thumb and turned into the kitchen with a fish.

She is a girl who grew up in the aquatic market, and she is best at making fish.

Ling Jie porridge coughed twice and shouted, "Snoring at 9 o'clock, it's 9 am."

The neighbourhood neighbor looked at him lazily, and when he was free, he made a joke and said, "Eat hot pot is not a treat."

"It's not healthy to eat hot pot for supper."

"So big a fish, you can't finish it."

Ling Jie poros turned a blind eye, patrolling around, and just collected the money.

The neighbours talked about it, and slowly dispersed.

When the clinic door was closed, Ling Jie porridge immediately moved out of the utility room to eat the hot pot square table, and then equipped with a few stools, and lit the fire under the stars.

Lu Jinling brought the sliced ​​fish fillets to the table, and then made a bottom of a white soup pot with sauce, and said, "I cut it thin, like a sloppy belly."

Tao Ping nodded first, sitting at the table with bright eyes, praising: "Xiao Lu's knife is really good."

"The more you cut, the more you practice." Lu Jinling sat down next to Ling Ran, earnestly and modestly.

Recently working in the clinic to earn Ma Yinglong's winter life, he also wore a yellow sand robe and sat near the table. He cut himself a plate of cucumber and held a radish in his hand.

Everything was ready. Under the guidance of Lu Jinling, Ling Ran clipped a thin piece of fish. In the count of Lu Jinling's refueling, he entered the water eight times and spit out seven times, and then hesitated ...

"Take it up and lift it up a bit, it's all over the place." Tao Ping knew his son so well that he could solve his problem in one sentence.

Ling Ran was stunned. After doing so, the fish fillets were stuffed into the final, and it turned out to be extremely tender, extremely fragrant, and irresistible.

"Anchovies eaten by the ancients are crooked-mouthed catfish, and pictures can be seen." Lu Jinling gathered her hair, and lost a bit of sternness when riding a motorcycle, in an introductory tone: "The large-sized catfish that you can eat now The fish is a cockatoo and a big-eyed owl, both of which are similar. They can also be eaten, but they are not so fierce.

"Fresh seafood." Tao Ping nodded in approval.

"Yeah, yeah." Lu Jinling nodded quickly, and then said, "I think the coriander is also delicious, I haven't encountered it this time. By the way, there is also Liuzhou ravioli. The soup is very delicious and is a specialty of Liuzhou. The smallest species of sturgeon. "

After speaking, Lu Jinling added: "The Lijiang River was also counted before, but was expelled later, it was only a place where it was secretly planted."

"Your research on catfish is thorough." Tao Ping praised it again.

Lu Jinling beamed with praise and said, "I just like to eat, so I often take a look, Dr. Ling ... Do you like to eat catfish?"

"It's delicious." Ling Ran nodded contentedly.

When being fed by his dad on weekdays, Ling Ran was not very picky, but as a young man who often tastes Tao Ping-style food, Ling Ran's taste is still very developed.

Anchovies are originally delicious fish species. Traditionally, they are precious fish that are grouped with groupers, swordfish and yellow river carps.

The wild cockatoo salamander is also the best among the catfish.

In fact, the modern breeding cockroach is also quite delicious. If scientists were not desperately carrying out the development and research of hybrid cockroaches, the catfish could have been bought with closed eyes. They are all delicious.

Lu Jinling grew up from snack fish and naturally demanded higher.

However, Lu Jinling was also very confident about this fish. He filled the fish fillet with chopsticks and put it into Ling Ran's bowl enthusiastically, saying, "Eat more if you like, there are many more."

Click, click.

Xiao Sha Mi Dongsheng chewed radish, eyes and nose, nose and heart.

Alas.

The door of the clinic ~ www.novelhall.com ~ was knocked gently.

Ling Jieyu jumped up and shouted, "Is it a doctor?"

The doctor who opened the clinic is still very optimistic about the emergency department.

People outside hesitated for a few seconds, without speaking immediately.

Ling Jie porridge tanned: "If it's a pharmaceutical company, let's talk tomorrow morning."

"That ... I'm Dr. Ling's colleague. My name is Zuo Cidian." Zuo Cidian outside the door was carrying a gift box with a slightly tense attitude.

For him, giving gifts at home was also a routine operation. Although it was a little rough in some towns, Comrade Zuo Cidian believed that many people were not surprised.

Ling Ran nodded to Dad, and opened the door. He asked, "Is there an emergency?"

"I brought some special products from my hometown and tried them for you." Zuo Cidian smiled, with a little humble gift on his face.

"Thank you." Ling Ran first thanked him, and that was the etiquette of receiving gifts all year round.

"It's Ling Ran's colleague, come in and eat a lighter." Ling Jie porridge looked at Zuo Cidian's age, and was somewhat uncertain. He stood up and pulled him into the seat.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Zuo Cidian modestly let.

"Sturgeon hot pot." Ling Ran didn't say much, but he did his best to introduce it.

"Ah, it's really disturbing." Zuo Cidian said the scene.

"Every morning, it's hard for you to have surgery." Ling Ran said, picking up the chopsticks, and sandwiching a slice of cooked catfish for Zuo Cidian.

Zuo Cidian, accustomed to Ling Ran's imperative tone every day, suddenly got a little cyanosis.

He hurriedly grabbed the fish fillet, stuffed it into his mouth, didn't care about tasting it, picked up a tea cup to drink water, and covered the mist in his eyes with thick heat.

"Compared with the hardships of life, work is not hard at all." Zuo Cidian's voice was low, his face was still a habitual humble smile, but his eyes were full of hope.