一大辛堡船队的二哥把花鱼一条一条排进炝好汤的平底锅里,汤这时咕嘟咕嘟开了。二哥说:“做花鱼不能刮鳞、不能开膛破肚。”我一边补渔衣一边看二哥做花鱼。“等我做好了你尝尝,保你一辈子也忘不了。”喷香的花鱼熟了,二哥先给我盛了一小钵,我的口水都流了出来。我拿起筷子拨开花鱼肉,白白的、嫩嫩的。“好吃吧?”二哥问我。我只顾吃了,倒不出嘴来回答,只是用力点头。 A big Xinbao fleet brother put the fish one by one into a good soup pan, the soup then gulp open. Brother said: “I can not spend the fish shaving scales, can not cut off belly.” “Wait for me to have done your taste, Paul you never forget. ” Fragrant flower fish cooked, my brother first gave me a small bowl, my saliva flow out. I picked up chopsticks dial flowers, white, tender. “Delicious?” My brother asked me. I just ate it and did not give a mouth to answer, just nodded hard.