Chapter 332 331. The fishery starts operation (3)

"This is indeed not glutinous rice balls, then what is it?" Lu Zhizi was very curious, and Zhong Cang was also very curious. It was the first time he had seen such food.

Ao Muyang smiled and said: "Actually, you are right to call it glutinous rice balls. The method is similar to glutinous rice balls. It is called lard glutinous rice balls. It is not the way we make it here. I learned it from the pastry chefs in the south."

He took the dumplings out. The dumplings that had just come out of the pot were round, chubby, and slightly rippling with the noodle soup inside.

Each person has a big bowl, and several people sit around the dinner table chatting and eating.

Zhong Cang is not a soldier, but he has the style of a soldier. He eats vigorously, picks up the bowl, scoops up a dumpling with a spoon and puts it into his mouth.

Ao Muyang quickly said: "Don't..."

He said it too late, and Zhong Cang's expression suddenly changed.

Ao Muyang quickly picked up the queen next to her and spread her wings to block Zhong Cang.

"Pfft..."

A mouthful of hot soup spat out and splashed on him.

Mr. Ao Zhibing, who was sitting next to him, had severely wrinkled face. He gasped and said, "Why is this thing so hot?"

Ao Muyang looked at Zhong Cang in shock and said, "Brother Cang, don't you feel it's too hot?"

Zhong Cang gritted his teeth and said, "It's hot!"

Ao Muyang said: "This thing is filled with lard. It must have been very hot when it came out of the pan. Why do you think it flows inside? Because the temperature is too high and the lard has completely melted!"

The queen looked at him in astonishment, shook her wings and said, "Quack."

Ao Muyang let it go with a smile and said, "My preparations were wasted."

He thought Zhong Cang would spit out the soup because it was so hot, so he opened the queen's wings as a shield.

In the end, Zhong Cang was also determined and swallowed the soup without hesitation. On the contrary, Ao Zhibing, who he didn't notice, spit out the soup after eating a glutinous rice ball.

Lu Zhizi's smiling eyes turned into crescent moons: "The Queen is so lucky, no, haha, it should be said that it is not as good as God!"

Ao Muyang wiped away the soup angrily and said, "Let's blow on this before eating it. If you can't eat it, you will be impatient."

After blowing the hot air, he took a dumpling in his mouth.

The thin glutinous rice skin bursts at the touch, and the sweet lard sauce flows in the mouth. The aroma of lard, sesame, peanuts and walnuts all come together to make your mouth full of fragrance.

Because Ao Muyang has adjusted the meat filling, the soup is oily but not greasy, and everyone can eat it freely.

Fishermen have many customs, and they are particular about every day in the first month.

After the fifth day of the lunar month, there is the seventh day of the lunar month. This day is called Ren's Day in the local area, and there is a custom of eating seven vegetable soup.

Seven-vegetable soup is a mixture of vegetables to make porridge. There are no hard and fast rules for this. Anyway, you can use whatever vegetables you like to make porridge.

Ao Muyang cooked spinach, cabbage, baby cabbage, radish, chrysanthemum, celery and dieffenbachia into a pot. After adding a little gnocchi, he added shrimps and it became a pot of seafood gnocchi soup.

Lu Zhizi drank the seven-vegetable soup and said with a smile: "The Spring Festival here in Hongyang is really interesting. There are so many customs, and we change the food every day. It can be a food festival."

Ao Muyang said: "Not only are there many kinds of dishes, but every custom here has its own explanation. This is the local fisherman culture, but it is actually different from Hongyang City."

Lu Zhizi asked enthusiastically: "What is the meaning of these seven vegetables soup?"

Ao Muyang said: "There is a legend that many years ago, there was an old man here. His wife died young, and he worked hard to raise a son. When the son grew up, he ran a boat to Nanyang to work."

"His son would come back every New Year and bring him money and food to support him. But one year, his son suddenly stopped hearing about it. Some rumors emerged, saying that his son had an accident when he came back during the New Year and had died. "

"The old man was so confused that he went to the pier all day long to see his son. On the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, he was so hungry that he couldn't bear it anymore, so he went to the market to pick up some vegetables that others didn't want and cooked them together."

"Just when the pot was boiling, his son came back, driving a big boat and carrying a lot of money. It turned out that he had made a fortune in the past year and was too busy to leave during the New Year. He did not come back until after the new year."

Lu Zhizi said: "Oh, I understand, everyone thinks that eating this kind of seven-vegetable soup is auspicious, and then this custom came into being, right?"

Ao Zhibing gave a bitter smile and said: "It is indeed auspicious for other people, but the old man may not feel that way. Since then, his son has not been able to come back to accompany him every New Year. At most, I can give him some money, but it is better to give him something else." How nice would it be to get rich and spend the New Year together as a family?”

Ao Muyang nodded and said, "Yes, it is better to celebrate the New Year together as a family."

Zhong Cang thought about it for a while and said weakly: "But I want to get rich."

Ao Muyang took out his mobile phone, downloaded a document and handed it to him, saying, "Then you should study this book of making a fortune. There are many ways to make a fortune in it."

Zhong Cang shook his head: "How is it possible? What kind of book is this - "Criminal Law of the People's Republic of China"?!"

On the seventh day of the first lunar month, the New Year is over. Those who should go to work go back to work, those who should work go to work, and the fishermen should go to sea.

Ao Muyang is not in a hurry to go to sea. It is spring and everything is recovering. This is a good time to build a fishing ground.

Modern fishery farming is nothing more than enclosing a sea, putting cages in it, and raising fish, shrimps, and crabs in the cages. The farmed fish, shrimps, and crabs eat feed, live in dirty water, and take some medicine from time to time. There is a huge difference in meat quality and wild seafood.

Ao Muyang did not plan this way. He wanted to carry out natural breeding. Although his fish farm also raised fish, shrimps and crabs in captivity, he allowed them to move freely and hunt freely.

In this way, the most important link in the breeding process is "free hunting". These fish, shrimps and crabs must have something to hunt.

Ao Muyang wanted to build an independent fish farm ecological environment. In this ecosystem, the most important thing is seaweed. Seaweed feeds benthic organisms and microorganisms, and benthic organisms and microorganisms are used as food for fish, shrimps and crabs to feed them.

There is a seaweed zone in the fish farm, but this is not enough. He found Lu Hu and helped him contact a company specializing in marine plants. He bought seeds of seaweed such as kelp, laver, wakame, and agar, and also bought some seedlings of large leaf algae.

Seaweed can not only provide food and survival for fish, shrimps and crabs, but also be harvested and sold for profit. The price of high-quality seaweed is very high.

When buying seaweed and seaweed seeds, Ao Muyang found something very interesting, which is called a coral polyp culture device.

The world's top marine tourist destinations now focus on sea reefs and diving projects, and both projects are all due to the coral polyps.

However, coral polyps are very fragile and have high environmental requirements. They can only survive in tropical and subtropical warm waters. Most areas of the China Sea are not suitable for them to live.

Coincidentally, there is a warm current passing through the Zhuantou Island fishing ground, which makes it possible for coral polyps to survive.