Fishing Livestream
Chapter 831: 814: Yue Hanhan Online Eating Broadcast

Chapter 831: Chapter 814: Yue Hanhan Online Eating Broadcast

Yue Feng was picking and choosing among the morning’s catch, selecting the plumpest one to start processing.

Slaying, skinning, deboning, separating organs—the multifunctional army knife in Yue Feng’s hands seemed to transform into a professional chef’s slicing knife, cutting the slightly wriggling pink fish flesh into uniformly thick slices.

Sashimi is all about freshness, naturally. After dealing with half of the fresh fish for sashimi, Yue Feng squeezed a few Berries in his hand and sprinkled the tangy sweet juice over the fish meat, then couldn’t resist using his pine chopsticks to pick up a slice and pop it in his mouth.

The fish was icy cool on the palate, with a fresh sweet taste that burst across the taste buds, the mouth filled with the succulent juice of the flesh mixed with the tangy sweetness of the berries. Surprisingly, grilling or boiling the fish would result in a fishy taste, while the fresh sashimi with a hint of berry juice had no fishiness at all.

Compared to smoked fish, sashimi is the proper way to savor these coldwater fish. So delicious that with a single bite, Yue Feng couldn’t help but squint his eyes in pleasure.

“So delicious! It’s unbelievably tasty! I never paid much attention to how these berries could remove fishiness. On a whim, I added a bit, and the effect is even better than lemon. If only I had known to stock up before the snow, now it’s hard to gather them!”

“Brothers, I’ll take another bite for everyone!”

As Yue Feng ate, he narrated to the viewers, describing the flavors precisely while devouring the food, making the viewers feel their own lunch was less savory.

“Yue Hanhan, the broadcaster who doesn’t behave like a person, is online, making viewers drool!”

“Damn, I’m eating hotpot at Haidilao, and watching Feng Ge’s stream makes the meat in front of me seem tasteless!”

“This coldwater salmon is not some rare species, is it? Is it really that good? Feels like Feng Ge is teasing us!”

“You, upstairs, just don’t get it. These ingredients are all about freshness. Caught at the origin, transported via cold chain, it takes at least a week to reach our tables—it’s not the same taste!”

“The freshest way to eat, I really want a bite!”

Before long, the half plate of fish sashimi in front of Yue Feng was finished.

After a half-minute break, Yue Feng quickly picked up a large clump of plump, pink fish roe.

Coldwater fish differ from warm water fish in reproductive habits. The coldwater salmon caught this season would have roe in their bellies. Yue Feng didn’t have time for salt-brine fermentation, just a simple wash to remove the clinging mucus, sprinkled a bit of berry juice and salt before digging in.

“Brothers, this is coldwater salmon roe, plump grains, we’ve simply rinsed them, let me try it for you!”

Yue Feng scooped half a spoonful with a wooden spoon and swallowed it directly.

The tip of his tongue pushed the roe to the palate, and under pressure, they burst open, filling the mouth with the fresh juice flavor.

This taste is a level purer than the sashimi juice; no wonder some foreigners revere caviar—this stuff is delicious even without heavy processing.

“Whew, words fail me; just one word, fresh! Another spoonful,” Yue Feng scooped another spoonful into his mouth, almost humming with satisfaction.

A single fish didn’t have much roe, and after cleaning, it was even less. Like Zhu Bajie eating Ginsengfruit, Yue Feng quickly polished it all off, so focused on the food he didn’t even glance at the public chat.

“Such appetite, really insatiable!”

“This brotherly bond is tough; Yue Hanhan, how cruel of you!”

“Boo hoo, I want to eat fish roe too! They look so appetizing, all pink!”

“Couldn’t find fresh fish roe, but found imported caviar on Tmall. Damn, placed an order hard-heartedly. Ever since watching Feng Ge’s stream, I feel my wallet’s pressure mounting daily. How can I still lose weight at this rate!”

Yue Feng smacked his lips with satisfaction, glanced at the public chat, and said, “The appetizer is done, next up is lichen handrolls!”

This dish’s taste is quite ordinary, not particularly delicious, but it provides enough plant fiber for me. Anyway, once the handrolls are done, it’s time for the main dish, the clean snow water in the clay pot is coming to a boil! Let’s eat while adding the ingredients for the soup base!”

“Two mushrooms for enhancing the flavor! We don’t have much in stock, so we need to eat sparingly! The leftover fish head and bones from the sashimi go into the snow water for soup, adding a swan leg for the oil to shorten, enhance fragrance and flavor, once it boils, our fresh fish hotpot will be ready to dip.”

Yue Feng explained while putting the few ingredients into the pot, the bubbling water quickly calmed again.

Besides salt, there were no soy sauce, vinegar, dark soy, light soy, rice wine, or any other Chinese culinary seasonings, but the most authentic ingredients provided more than enough flavor.

As the temperature rose, the water in the pot began bubbling again, and the soup base’s aroma gradually emerged.

Yue Feng took a deep breath with his eyes closed: “Wow, even before adding the fish slices, the soup’s aroma is discernible. I can’t wait; let’s dip a slice and see how it tastes!”

The next second, Yue Feng clamped a thin fish slice into the boiling water for a few seconds, removed it when it changed color, and popped it in his mouth without blowing.

The meat entered.

Slippery, tender, soft, glutinous—a different flavor of fish meat materialized. Perfect!

“I’m not exaggerating, brothers; this is the best fish hotpot I’ve ever eaten! Seven or eight-out-of-ten cooked fish slices have a fantastic texture!” Yue Feng said, eagerly picking up another slice for more dipping.

The viewers on the livestream started to salivate unconsciously, even those already full felt their appetite rekindled.

Could it really be so tasty? Knowing Yue Feng, Feng Ge’s broadcast never hoodwinked the brothers; no way—they must try it if they have the chance.

“Too much, too excessive! It’s not even an hour after lunch, and I feel hungry again!”

“Is there any place with a similar pot base and ingredients? Let’s gather, damn it, Yue Hanhan, you dog broadcaster are too much!”

“After the meat, one more taste of that delicious broth—just thinking about it is satisfying! I want to eat!”

“Upstairs, knock it off! I advise you not to add fuel to the fire!”

Yue Feng ladled a bit from the pot with a wooden spoon, blew gently, and tasted it.

“Haha, my brother is right, the taste is excellent! Eating meat, drinking soup—a double delight!”

…

Outside the Snow House, the sky was overcast, but inside the small space, Yue Feng contentedly savored the simmered meat and the fresh soup.

The scene, as captured by the camera, seemed artificially severed, drawing a stark contrast with the mundane struggles of ordinary people back home.

Civilization or wilderness, which has the greater allure for ordinary people? At that moment, even Yue Feng himself seemed uncertain of the definitive answer!