episode_0048
by fnovelpia1.
“Trout for dinner tonight.”
“Oh.”
It was a decision I made while enjoying the afternoon breeze.
As spring approaches and the wind gradually gets warmer, a delicacy that comes to mind is trout.
Of all the foods I ate before Bing, this one is particularly memorable.
Of course, what I ate was rainbow trout in the first place, and it wasn’t spring, and it was farmed…
Anyway, the trout I ate in the spring after the ice bath was delicious.
“After work today, let’s go fishing at the Rukia River.”
“Okay.”
…
After finishing up my afternoon work, I headed to the trout spot with Yuli.
I’ve caught a truckload of trout at the Academy, so I’m probably the best fisher at the Academy.
“Arrived! Are you ready?”
“Yes.”
The white one-piece dress that Yuli always wears.
A plain white shirt that I would normally wear.
I don’t have a fishing rod in my hand, but I came here to fish.
-Shoot!
‘Oh, light the fire first. It’s cold.’
Because Yuli is a fishing rod.
“Okay, I understand.”
-Exactly!
I flick my finger over the pre-collected firewood and the fire starts burning brightly.
The magic used as a pseudo-lighter now is a magic that will never go out until the object it is burning turns to ash.
There’s nothing like this for lighting a fire.
“Oh, that’s right. Fukagiosri. De capiora lukianesia to getaro poalama.”
This way, you can catch more fish.
Anyway, it’s about obtaining resources from the river, and everything in the river comes from the spirits.
+10 luck when fishing? That’s the kind of enchantment it feels like.
After worshipping the water spirit, we started fishing in earnest.
-Visit!
Why are you using that poor kid as a fishing rod?
Even though it’s a holy sword, it has an ego, so aren’t you treating it too poorly?
I don’t know what it means.
From Yuli’s perspective, it would feel more like swimming rather than being water tortured.
‘Oh. Found it. It looks like it’s 4.’
Yuli moves the hook and fishing line as if she were moving her own body to catch the fish.
Besides, from my perspective, the fishhook is what catches the fish.
It’s called an automatic fishing rod.
‘Go.’
The line sways nimbly like an otter.
Yuli stealthily approached the trout and put the needle directly into its mouth.
‘now!!!’
“Wow!”
Just do it as is.
-Whoaaah!!!
Enjoy the taste of your catch to the fullest with the sound of the fishing line cutting through the water.
The trout’s rapid movements and overflowing vitality can be felt at your fingertips.
Only after you have fully felt the thrilling sensation that can be called a thrill, do you raise your voice.
“I caught one. I’m lucky.”
-Flap flap!
Yuli looked at the trout hanging tightly on her little finger and said.
It is a trout that is about 4 inches long and slightly shorter than 5 inches wide.
“Aren’t you cold? Let’s take a break and do it again later?”
“Just do it. I’m only going to catch 3 today, so what’s the big deal?”
“If that’s the case. Without hesitation.”
I casted Yuli, who had turned into a fishing rod again.
It took a while, but I was finally able to catch trout the size of 4, 5, and 6.
The trout here are generally large.
“Please clean it before taking it to the cabin.”
“…Yeah.”
It was Yuli’s job to dismember the flailing trout.
2.
Back at the cabin, I wrapped the trout fillets I had cut into chunks in a towel to remove any moisture.
First of all, the first dish to make is fried trout.
“Here’s Kai. It’s cut into pieces for frying trout.”
Yuli cuts the trout into bite-size pieces and lightly seasons it with salt and pepper.
Now it’s time to make the batter.
Most people would use breadcrumbs to make fried foods, like tonkatsu or fish cutlet.
The batter for trout fritters is made by mixing starch and tempura flour.
To create a hard, crusty batter rather than a rough texture.
Mix the trout into the batter and coat it tightly with the batter.
Now all that’s left is to go out of the hut and fry them in a pot.
I dropped the dough into the oil that had been heated in that hellfire for a long time and the temperature passed.
Drop the battered trout one by one at just the right temperature, not too hard or too weak.
-Sizzle sizzle…
The sound of oil rising is pleasant.
The fried trout floats up for a moment, and the oil drops that cover the sides of the fried fish are like drops of oil.
As I was waiting to take out the moderately fried trout and fry it again, a familiar face appeared.
Yuli must have noticed it already because she came out to greet me before me.
The main character is Srenya.
“Welcome.”
“Hello, Kai oppa.”
Even though I’m happy, I’m still cooking in front of the fire.
Since we couldn’t have a deep conversation, I first guided Srenya into the cabin.
“Sorry for coming so suddenly, oppa.”
“No, no. You have such a nice gift, and what’s the big deal about having dinner together? I’m glad.”
“That’s right, Srenya. You can come whenever you have time!”
Would an old couple living in the countryside treat guests coldly when they come to visit?
Rather, guests who appear in our free daily lives tend to bring us a lot of joy.
It’s too polite to be called a nuisance.
“I’m still preparing the meal, so could you wait a moment? It’ll be ready soon, so I won’t keep you waiting too long.”
“Oh, then I’ll help you with something.”
“You are our guest, so please sit comfortably. We should treat you well.”
“No! No matter how much I get to eat it…”
“Then Srenya! Can you just get our dishes and glasses from the cupboard? Let’s just prepare the meal together!”
In an instant, the cabin became noisy.
Is it because Srenya came to visit and Yuli was excited and Srenya was doing something together?
I quickly finished frying the trout and prepared some side dishes.
Another dish prepared because I felt it was a waste to use the oil used for frying for only one dish.
A hearty carbohydrate, French fries.
Before cooking the fried trout, slice it, drain the starch, and season it.
-Charrr…
I can hear the oil boiling loudly.
If fried trout was the sound of a drizzle, French fries are like the sound of a rain shower.
The temperature of the oil may drop, so add some more firewood and light the hellfire again.
Take out one of the golden brown french fries and check if it is cooked through.
“Are you done with Kai’s fried food?”
“Ah. Try it.”
“Yum. Haa… Hot! Mmm! Hmm… Well cooked. Drink it.”
He raised his thumb while repeatedly inhaling because it was hot.
This is enough to pass.
Place the French fries on a wooden tray lined with paper.
The fried dish is now complete.
As I enter the cabin carrying a full plate of fried food, a neatly laid table catches my eye.
“Oh. You worked hard, Srenya.”
“It’s nothing. Rather, it was Kai oppa who worked hard.”
-chin.
The fried trout and French fries were placed in the center of the table.
Next to it, there is a bowl of trout sashimi and various vegetables, finely sliced by Seonggeom.
Tabasco sauce, soy sauce, chojang, and soybean powder also make up this hearty meal.
“Let’s eat now!”
“I’ll eat well!”
“Oh, I’ll eat well.”
After saying goodbye and saying goodbye, Srenya picked up some vegetables and put them in her mouth first.
I guess he was surprised when he tasted it and noticed that there was no dressing.
Because I was chewing vegetables with my mouth covered and my eyes looking around.
“…That’s right. You didn’t explain to Srenya how to eat it, Kai.”
“Ah.”
We had an unusual guest today.
“Srenya, could you please give me that vegetable bowl and fork?”
“Yes.”
After accepting Srenya’s bowl, I began to skillfully prepare to eat.
First, add soybean powder on top of the vegetables to make up for the lack of richness in the trout.
If it were the original recipe, I would have sprinkled gochujang over it, but since that doesn’t suit my taste, I’ll sprinkle Tabasco sauce instead.
Because if it’s sour and spicy, you can substitute it to some extent. Maybe?
Of course I like sesame oil in the soup.
It’s not that it’s useless because it’s expensive, but it’s not that it’s useless because it’s expensive.
After mixing the ingredients so that they were in harmony, he returned them to Srenya.
“Here. Trout can be a bit bland, so they serve it with this salad. It tastes pretty good. They say it’s a way to eat trout as a mixed raw fish.”
“Ah… Thank you.”
I hand it to Srenya and mix in my vegetables.
The only difference is that I added finely chopped garlic and added soy sauce and sesame oil.
After getting ready like that, we really started eating.
First of all, the soup first.
Dip it in soy sauce that it leaves a faint soy sauce flavor, season it, and put it in your mouth.
“Hmm.”
I am satisfied.
You can feel the chewy flesh of live fish, its unique aroma, and its soft, chewy texture.
Next, enjoy the trout you picked up dipped in soybean powder for a rich flavor.
And my favorite way.
Eat trout with vegetables marinated in soy sauce to enjoy a variety of flavors at once.
“Hmm!”
…Actually, I think that even though it pretends to be noble, when you eat raw fish, you eat it with soy sauce and soy sauce.
Trout are strangely easy to bite.
If you’ve had enough of trout sashimi, the next thing to eat is fried trout.
Since it’s already a bit salty, I only dip it in a little soy sauce for this fried food.
-Crispy.
The batter, thick enough to be comfortable, breaks apart, and inside, the tender, well-cooked trout meat breaks apart.
The hot air fills your mouth, the savory scent of fried food spreads, and the more you chew, the soft flesh and crispy batter mix together.
Different textures harmonize well with each other to create a complete taste.
Crispy yet soft, stimulating yet mild.
It’s a good combination because it’s paradoxical.
“Kai. Don’t you think the fried food turned out well this time?”
“That’s right. It’s delicious today.”
While the warm trout meat is still pleasing to the tongue, try eating French fries.
French fries are always delicious.
While enjoying a delicious meal, I looked at Srenya to see if she would like it too.
“Hap yum yum yum…”
Careful posture.
But the feet are trembling.
Even while covering her trembling mouth, her eyes were searching for the next thing to eat.
A plump, full cheek filled with food.
‘…I like it.’
Anyone can see that they are enjoying this meal.
Srenya notices Kai’s kind gaze and moves her mouth in embarrassment.
“Fried trout is delicious, and I didn’t know that I could eat trout sashimi in such a novel way. I really enjoyed it… I feel like I ate it.”
“I’m glad it suited your taste.”
Actions make a chef happier than words can ever imagine.
Rather than the praise after a meal, would an empty plate be more truthful after eating everything?
With such a precious guest.
It’s a meal I eat once a year, but today I had a special meal.
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