Chapter 195: Lychee Liquor
Sang Yongjing shook his head proudly. "There's no such thing as a kitchen helper. It's all done by our Yu'er alone. Her cooking skills are more than enough to open a restaurant."
After saying this, he was afraid that Zhao Hu would think he was bragging, so he added: "Try it later, my dear brother, and you will know that what I said is not false."
Zhao Hu was a straightforward person who spoke his mind without hesitation. Upon hearing this, he burst into laughter: "Hahaha, what are you talking about, Brother Sang? I believe you."
Sang Yu cooked each dish and served them on the table. After the last dish of stir-fried yam was finished, she walked out.
By the stream, two eyes, one big and two small, stared at the roasted suckling pig with brown skin without blinking. When Sang Yu approached, he could clearly hear the sound of them swallowing their saliva.
She couldn't help but laugh: "Is it that fragrant?"
Sang Xingjia was about to reply when he opened his mouth a little and saliva began to flow down the corner of his mouth. He quickly raised his hand to wipe it away and asked, "Little sister, is the roast suckling pig almost done?"
Sang Yu walked over to observe it for a while, then nodded with satisfaction: "Well, it's almost done. Add some more firewood and I'll finish it."
Sang Xingjia led the two children to stand a little further away, while Sang Yu brushed the last layer of sugar water on the pig and quickly turned the roasted suckling pig to allow the sugar water to completely soak into the pig skin.
Then use sand from the stream to extinguish the fire below, let the roast suckling pig sit for a while to lock in the juice inside, and then take it out later.
Take a shovel and remove the unburned firewood under the suckling pig, and dig up the sand covering it.
When he heard the sound of the shovel hitting the stone, Sang Yu raised his eyebrows slightly. He found it!
The pebbles put in there not only have the function of locking in temperature, but also provide a clear marking point.
Knowing that further down was the tightly wrapped beggar's chicken, Sang Yu's hands moved more gently. Instead of digging directly downwards, he dug a section next to the fire channel and turned the shovel over to pick out the mud ball that had been baked to a dry surface.
The hot mud ball will start to emit white smoke as soon as it comes into contact with the air. You must not touch it with your hands at this time, as the hot air inside can cause serious burns if it accidentally gushes out.
"Sister Sang, what is this mud ball?" Zhao Baoer asked curiously.
"This is called beggar's chicken. Wait until it cools down a little before opening it. The chicken inside is delicious." Sang Yu is always very friendly to children and explains to him patiently.
The roasted suckling pig had been on the earthen wall for about a quarter of an hour. Sang Yu asked Sang Xingjia to carry it into the house, and she also led the two children into the house.
The middle space on the low table was cleared in advance and placed with clean banana leaves. Even when serving the dishes, it was deliberately avoided to leave room for the roast suckling pig.
As soon as the fragrant roast suckling pig was placed on the table, the eyes of the people who were originally chatting unconsciously turned to the roast suckling pig.
Even Zhao Hu, who was used to eating pork, took two deep breaths. The roasted pork smelled so good!
There was a beggar's chicken left on the ground outside. Sang Yu originally wanted to tear it apart outside and bring the chicken in directly, but then he thought that they probably had never seen chicken cooked in this way, so it would be a novelty to watch.
She asked Sang Xingjia to take a shovel and scoop up the loess mud ball and bring it into the main room.
"My dear elders, this is the last dish of the day - beggar's chicken."
As her voice rang out, those who had been staring at the roast suckling pig and had no idea what they were talking about with the people around them turned their heads and looked at the mud ball curiously.
It clearly looks like a mud ball made of dried loess, but the name also mentions chicken. Could it be that the chicken is in the mud? Wouldn't that be dirty?
"Everyone, please watch."
Sang Yu picked up a kitchen knife and hit the mud ball hard with the back of the knife. The outer layer of mud that had been baked dry was cracked, and a burst of hot air mixed with a rich aroma instantly gushed out.
She knocked the mud ball a few times with the back of the knife, and the mud shells fell off, revealing the banana leaves inside that were smoked yellow.
The blade cut through the string that bound the banana leaf, and he lifted up a corner of the leaf to reveal the honey-colored chicken skin with translucent gelatin inside, trembling slightly in the steaming heat.
As the beggar chicken's true appearance was fully revealed, an indescribable chicken aroma with a hint of plant fragrance instantly entered everyone's nose.
"Wow, it smells so good!" Zhao Baoer exclaimed subconsciously. He had never smelled such a fragrant roast chicken.
"Brother, help me carry the chicken out."
Sang Yu signaled Sang Xingjia beside him to help, and the two of them carried banana leaves and transferred the beggar chicken into a large basin.
After the last dish of beggar's chicken was served, Sang Yu also sat down at the table.
We had originally planned to eat at separate tables, but after the roast suckling pig was served, everyone quietly moved to the low table and sat down, leaving the eight-immortals table empty.
Sang Yu winked at Sang Yongjing who was staring at her and said, "Didn't you buy the wine specially? Take it out to entertain the guests."
Before Sang Yongjing could comprehend the meaning of her eyes, Zhao Hu picked up the two jars at his feet and said with a smile, "I came in a hurry today, so I could only buy two jars of lychee wine, which is perfect to go with this table of delicious dishes."
The so-called litchi wine is fruit wine made from litchi flesh and rice.
The wine is amber in color, the alcohol content is not high, and the taste changes with temperature. It is considered a relatively high-end fruit wine.
The two jars of litchi wine that Zhao Hu brought cost at least a hundred coins each, which was really expensive.
When Sang Yongjing saw the two jars of wine he took out, he remembered that Sang Yu seemed to have asked him to buy wine today. He was about to get up to get the wine, but saw Sang Yu shaking his head slightly at him.
Originally, Sang Yu really wanted him to bring out some wine to entertain the guests, but now that the guests had brought their own wine, and it was of high quality, there was no need to embarrass himself by bringing out his own wine which was not much better.
She simply spoke directly, "I've only heard that lychee liquor is 'soft as jade, sweet and refreshing', but this is the first time I've seen it in person. Thank you, Uncle Zhao."
Since her father immediately acknowledged the other person as his brother, her generation had to automatically drop, and the original Brother Zhao suddenly became Uncle Zhao.
"Hahaha, this is our Lingnan's unique fruit wine, everyone should try it, try it."
Praising the quality of wine is also praising the person. Zhao Hu was so happy to smile that he opened the lid of the wine jar and poured the wine into a bowl.
When Zhao Hu said everyone should have a taste, he meant that he wanted everyone to have a taste. Even the two children were given a shallow portion of wine at the bottom of the bowl.
Sang Yu only ordered half a bowl. He didn't know how much he could drink, so he decided to drink less.
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