Chapter 8: The Head Chef

Early the next morning, Mrs. Sun killed the crucian carp and, following Lin Qiuran’s instructions, thoroughly cleaned the black membrane inside the fish’s belly.

Lin Qiuran was busy peeling garlic and ginger nearby and sliced some chili peppers. For garlic-flavored crucian carp, there was no need to coat the fish in batter; she simply scored it with decorative cuts and deep-fried it in hot oil, which kept the flesh intact.

Then she stir-fried a bit of minced garlic and chili in plenty of oil to season the dish—not too salty. Once the fish was cooked, she plated it, then sautéed the remaining garlic in the leftover sauce. If serving immediately, the garlicky oil would be drizzled over the fish; after reaching the county town and marinated in this broth, the fish absorbed the flavors beautifully.

Mrs. Sun and Xiao Dashí loaded the fish onto the cart. Before leaving, Mrs. Sun asked, “Qiuran, how shall we price this fish?”

Crucian carp were cheap, usually two or three wen per jin; if priced at four wen suddenly, no one would buy them.

Lin Qiuran replied, “Check the street price for crucian carp; just charge double that.”

Mrs. Sun nodded. Lin Qiuran glanced at the cart, noticing it was different from a few days ago—it was now enclosed on both sides and lined with a blanket. “Mother, what’s with the cart?”

Mrs. Sun said, “Tomorrow we’re going to Yu Family Village. Your father and I will push you there.”

It was prepared especially for her. Lin Qiuran smiled and said, “Thank you, Father and Mother.”

Walking was indeed tiring, especially with cooking to do; anything to save effort was welcome. She hadn’t expected Mrs. Sun to be so thoughtful as to prepare a cart.

Mrs. Sun grinned broadly, “Then your father and I will head out.”

Lin Qiuran nodded gently, “Alright, if we don’t sell out, let’s come back early.”

Mrs. Sun had sold fish three times already and was no longer as hesitant as the first time. But the crucian carp made today was a new attempt; she wasn’t sure if it would sell well.

They set out around the hour of the snake (9–11 a.m.). Lin Qiuran stayed home to prepare the things needed for tomorrow’s trip: a sweat towel, a small cloth bag with dried hawthorns found at home. The towel was essential for wiping sweat while cooking near the stove in the heat, maintaining cleanliness. The dried hawthorns could be used when stewing meat since the grapes were already finished.

She also packed some food, fearing hunger during the morning’s work. Though she could taste-test, the cook couldn’t eat secretly, and with the village short on grain, she had to bring her own.

Because the weather was hot and food would spoil easily, Lin Qiuran planned to have Mrs. Sun buy meat in the evening to make some savory steamed buns, which she would bake dry into crisp slices for the next day.

If there was enough lean meat, she could make jerky—convenient for eating on the go.

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