Chapter 14: Eating River Fish

Rolling up her sleeves, Xie Guanniang plunged her delicate white arm into one of the wooden tubs, attempting to scoop out the large carp floating at the surface. Yet, with a flick of its tail and a wiggle of its body, the carp slipped right through her palm and escaped.

Seeing this, Jiang Yuan quickly said to Xie Guanniang, “Let me try.”

Xie Guanniang stepped aside. “What kinds of fish do you have in this tub?”

Jiang Yuan thought for a moment. “Two carp, one black fish, three yellow-bone fish, seven or eight chaozui fish, and half a tub of small miscellaneous fish.”

He then pointed to another wooden tub, signaling that the small fish were all kept there.

Xie Guanniang circled the two tubs, exclaiming, “So many!”

Jiang Yuan’s lips curled into a slight smile. “Which one do you want? I’ll get it for you.”

Thinking of their plan to venture deeper into the mountain forest tomorrow to hunt and forage, Xie Guanniang looked up at Jiang Yuan. “When do you think we’ll get back from the mountain tomorrow?”

“Before sunset,” he replied.

Hearing this, Xie Guanniang relaxed. “Then let’s eat the ones that are already dead first. If they die, they won’t taste good anymore. We can keep the live ones for tomorrow night.”

Dead river fish not only lose freshness but also become more fishy. This is because river fish contain certain substances that, after death, break down under the action of bacteria and enzymes into two other substances with a strong fishy odor.

Xie Guanniang had long forgotten the exact names of these three substances; she only remembered the practical wisdom that river fish should be eaten alive.

Although Jiang Yuan lacked specialized knowledge, he knew well enough that live fish taste better than dead ones.

Following Xie Guanniang’s instructions, Jiang Yuan retrieved one carp and two chaozui fish from the tub, then hesitated as he glanced at the tub of small fish.

Xie Guanniang noticed and, after a brief thought, understood his hesitation. “Let’s fry the small fish into dried fish snacks. We can’t eat them tonight, but we can take them to the mountain tomorrow.”

The crispy, savory fried small fish—bones included—were still delicious, and she was confident Jiang Yuan would like them.

As for the carp and the chaozui fish, “How about braising the carp and steaming the chaozui fish?”

Jiang Yuan nodded. Since he only knew how to add water and stew, he didn’t argue over such matters.

The carp was quite large, about two and a half pounds. Xie Guanniang knocked it unconscious with the back of a knife and carefully scraped off all the scales, including those on the belly and near the fins.

After scaling it, she carefully slit the belly with a cleaver to remove the entrails, giving Jiang Yuan a quick lesson: “This is the gallbladder. If your fish tastes bitter, it’s because you accidentally broke the gallbladder while cleaning.”

Jiang Yuan listened intently, eager to master Xie Guanniang’s skilled fish preparation techniques.

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