Chapter 112 A Roasted Whole Lamb
Zhao Yuanxi felt as if fireworks were exploding in his heart. Looking at the people standing in front of him, he suddenly smiled, like a spring breeze blowing away the winter snow in front of him.
"It is indeed an important day. It is the time of year when families get together."
Ziying tilted his head and said innocently, "But we are together every day, so does that mean every day is New Year's Day?"
Zhao Yuanxi couldn't help laughing. "That's right! They've always been together! There's no difference between a normal day and a New Year's Day."
Feeling someone tug at the corner of his clothes, Zhao Yuanxi looked down and saw Fusu looking up, his expression somewhat nervous, yet full of expectation. "Will father and mother come too?"
Zhao Yuanxi was embarrassed. It was over! She had never thought of inviting Ying Zheng!
Although she usually liked to call Ying Zheng her adopted son, or call him Zheng'er, she actually didn't really consider Ying Zheng as a family member. At most, he was a mysterious and charming ancestor, and her big golden pig.
Who would think of inviting their ancestors or boss home during the Chinese New Year?
What's more, even if she was willing, how could Ying Zheng have the time to deal with such trivial matters?
Zhao Yuanxi sighed softly, "Your father and the others probably won't be able to come, but we can prepare a gift for them, okay?"
Fusu's eyes were filled with disappointment, but he quickly cheered up and answered crisply, "Okay!"
There are a lot of ingredients that need to be prepared for the New Year’s Eve dinner, but fortunately Zhao Yuanxi doesn’t need to purchase them himself. He just needs to give the order and someone will deliver them.
This time, Zhao Yuanxi didn't plan to ask the cook for help, but instead took them with him to prepare together.
She hadn't cooked for a long time. The weather was too cold, and people always liked to be lazy. Anyway, although Ziying occasionally complained, he would still eat honestly. As for little Fusu, he was even easier to raise! He would eat whatever he was given, and he was never picky about food!
Some of the seeds that Gao Sheng had sent over before have been harvested, and Zhao Yuanxi has obtained a lot of good things, garlic being one of them, as well as various spices, such as sesame, cumin, and peppercorns.
Now that all these things are available, it would be a waste not to make a barbecue. Zhao Yuanxi plans to roast a whole lamb this time. Thinking of the taste of barbecue, her mouth is watering.
The newly calved lambs are handled very cleanly and marinated for three or four hours, until every piece of meat is soaked in the flavor of the sauce, and then they are roasted on an iron rack. The charcoal underneath is made of walnut wood, which has a light fragrance.
Less than half an hour had passed when the air began to be filled with the smell of barbecue. The mutton fat sizzled out under the scorching charcoal fire and fell onto the charcoal fire below, making a hissing sound.
Ziying brought his own small stool over and squatted beside the charcoal fire. His eyes seemed to be glowing green and his saliva was flowing uncontrollably.
"It will probably take another hour. Do you want to go out and play with Fusu?" Zhao Yuanxi patted his head.
Ziying immediately shook his head and wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, "I can wait!"
He can play with Fusu all the time, but if the food is gone, he will probably be sad for the whole year.
Zhao Yuanxi laughed and found a small stool for Fusu. "Alright! You guys can play here. No playing with fire! Be careful or you might wet the bed!"
Ziying's eyes widened instantly, his face flushed red, and he almost jumped up and hit Zhao Yuanxi, shouting, "I didn't wet the bed, I won't wet the bed anymore!"
Everyone around heard it, but they were afraid of angering him, so they could only hold back their laughter.
Ziying's face burned badly, and he pouted in grievance, about to burst into tears. Zhao Yuanxi stuffed a piece of roasted corn into his hand and said, "Here, eat some of this to fill your stomach first, and stop making noise!"
Ziying sniffed and stopped crying all of a sudden. Seeing Fusu next to him already chewing corn, he sat down hummingly and took a big bite of the corn, as if he was venting something.
Zhao Yuanxi glanced at him casually. "What a fool! She's got you in her hands right away!"
In addition to roasted whole lamb, Zhao Yuanxi also made many other dishes.
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The sun sets, dusk approaches, and the sunset paints the sky with brilliant colors.
Zhao Yuanxi brought a pot of wine. Because she had a low alcohol tolerance, she rarely drank on weekdays, but today was an exception.
Once the door is closed, everything outside is isolated.
Zhao Yuanxi asked Jang Geum, You and the others to sit down. The five of them sat together. The table was full of dishes, and there was a steaming whole roasted lamb in the middle.
Ziying couldn't wait any longer. As soon as Zhao Yuanxi said to start eating, his little hand reached out to the fragrant sheep in the middle.
Unfortunately, his arms were too short, and he could only get a bit of burnt sheepskin, and he couldn't even taste it clearly. He could only look at his grandmother with a look for help.
Zhao Yuanxi laughed dumbly, tore off a large piece of mutton for him, cut a few lamb chops for Fusu, and said to Jang Geum and You, "We all cooked the meal together, so we should eat it together. There is no monarch or subject here today, so there is no need to follow those rules."
After serving the empress dowager for so long, the two of them have learned some tricks.
When the Queen Mother said this, she really didn't want them to follow those rules.
You smiled and cut a large piece of lamb leg for Zhao Yuanxi. "That being said, the Queen Mother has worked the hardest today, so this lamb leg is for her to enjoy."
Zhao Yuanxi agreed very much and began to concentrate on eating.
Jang Geum poured her a glass of wine, which she drank in one gulp.
Fusu looked around, his little head full of confusion. Why did he feel that his grandmother looked so much like those Qin royal family members in Xianyang?
One adds dishes, the other pours wine...
Fusu couldn't help scratching his head, feeling that he might not be fully awake.
Seeing him staring at him without saying anything for a long time, Zhao Yuanxi thought he was looking at the wine glass in his hand, so he immediately said seriously, "I can't give you this. Children can't drink alcohol."
Fusu blinked and was about to say that he didn't want to drink.
"Oh, there's really nothing I can do about you!" Zhao Yuanxi couldn't help but sigh and poured him a bowl of fermented rice balls. "Don't look at it, you can only drink a little of this."
After being stuffed with a bowl of rice wine meatballs, Fusu realized that it might not be him who was unconscious, but his great mother who was drunk.
The drunk mother seemed to talk even more and laughed even more happily.
Fusu scooped up a spoonful of glutinous rice balls and put them into his mouth. He couldn't help but reveal a faint dimple at the corner of his mouth. It was delicious. Although the drunk grandmother was a little different from usual, she still loved them as much as usual.
Jang Geum also noticed that the Queen Mother seemed a little drunk, so she replaced the wine glass in her hand with a water glass.
Zhao Yuanxi was not annoyed. When there was no wine to drink, he just drank water obediently and looked very honest.
She was a little drunk, but her mind was still clear. She knew better than anyone that a little drinking could make you happy, but too much drinking could harm your body. She also knew her own alcohol tolerance.
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