In barely ten minutes, Li Long caught a dozen crucian carp weighing nearly two kilograms, and that was after he left some of the smaller ones behind.
"Hey, Xiao Long really knows how to catch fish," Uncle Lao Luo said with a smile. "Just that little while, and you've got enough for a plate of stew."
"Yeah, fresh crucian carp tastes good." Li Long pulled a stalk of Achnatherum splendens from the roadside and threaded the fish onto it one by one, passing it through their mouths and out through their gills to make a string of fish, then handed it to Uncle Lao Luo.
"Uncle Lao Luo, stew these for lunch. With that liquor, you can enjoy a good drink."
"All right." Uncle Lao Luo accepted them with a smile, making no fuss. "I was thinking of trying a couple of scoops with a net at this water inlet once the water stopped. And here you've gone and caught them outright."
The Fourth Team had actually changed quite a lot over the past two years. Take eating fish: previously, only families like the Li family, who had eaten fish before, would eat whatever they caught, winter or summer.
After all, in an era when meat was scarce, fish was good food too, and quite decent for providing nutrition and such.
Previously, some longtime Northern Xinjiang residents and migrants from Gansu-Shaanxi basically never ate fish-the crucian carp and silver carp produced here had too many bones and were troublesome to eat. After getting pricked a couple of times, they simply stopped eating them.
But over these two years, several innovative ways Li Long prepared fish had made those people start enjoying it. The first was the Lu Region method of breaking the fish up as it stir-fried. Though the flesh