Chu Chenyin laughed and said, "I don't know what it is. I picked wild fruits with Yan Ting on the mountain last time. I thought they tasted good, so I picked them up to eat."

Qing'er's mother quickly withdrew her hand and asked, "Are wild fruits poisonous?"

Chu Chenyin picked up the knife and peeled the pineapple while replying, "It's not poisonous. Yan Ting and I have eaten it before."

Only then did Qing'er's mother feel relieved.

Chu Chenyin cut pineapple, corn and green pepper into cubes, cut potatoes into slices, and cut pork and beef into small cubes about two centimeters in size. Then he skewered them one by one.

Ancient people also ate barbecue in this way at the beginning. However, by the Dayong Dynasty, this cooking method was rarely used except for people like Fu Yanting who were on the march and fighting in wars.

Qing'er's mother looked at it in surprise, "I didn't expect the eldest young lady could cook."

Chu Chenyin smiled and said, "When I was in the mansion, I had no food so I cooked for myself, so I know some cooking skills."

Qing'er's mother rolled up her sleeves and helped to skewer the meat.

The two of them swallowed their saliva as they skewered the meat. It had been such a long time since they came to Mobei from the capital, and they hadn't eaten meat like this for a long time.

Qing'er's mother didn't ask too many questions and just treated it as a family celebration in Mobei.

After the meat was skewered, Chu Chenyin sprinkled the seasoning on it, and the fragrance could be smelled from a distance.

Qing'er's mother was delighted when she smelled it, "Did the eldest young lady just sprinkle pepper?"

Chu Chenyin smiled and nodded, "That's right."

Qing'er's mother's eyes sparkled as she looked at the skewers. "Pepper is very expensive. I've seen it occasionally when I was helping out in the kitchen at a wealthy family. The family was reluctant to use it, so I could only sprinkle it lightly."

Chu Chenyin took out two bottles of pepper and put them in a wooden jar. If this were placed in the capital, it would cost a lot of money.

Seeing that Qing'er's mother liked it, she sprinkled a little more pepper.

After the meat skewers were cooked, Fu Yanting and Fu Xingcheng set up the rack, started a fire and prepared to grill the meat.

Some spies who were far away from them watched them make a fire and whispered, "Are they making a fire to cook?"

"What are you cooking for? The Marquis and the generals have probably emptied the family's coffers by the time they came from the capital." The leading spy said with disdain, "You useless person, you just watch others light a fire and then say you want to cook."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Chenyin took out the delicious meat skewers and grilled them on the charcoal fire.

The barbecue rack was made by Fu Yanting himself. He wrapped iron wire several times to make a temporary rack, which was just the right size for the skewers of meat.

Chu Chenyin sat aside and applied oil with a brush.

Soon the aroma of barbecue wafted out.

The spies were immediately shocked. "Oh my God! It's meat!"