I don't know where he found a large piece of bluestone slab, which had been washed clean and placed on the earthen platform he had people build earlier.
Many ventilation holes were poked out on the earthen platform, and one could vaguely see the charcoal fire burning brightly inside.
When the three men came out, they saw Zhao Xin directing Cao Xiong to smear the fat left from slaughtering sheep on the stone slab. There was a sizzling sound and a fragrance of roasted fat.
The three of them then roughly understood what Zhao Xin was going to do.
Kong Xuan thought, "Isn't this just roasted meat? This is called a nose-beating robber. This Mr. Zhao is really capable of making trouble."
In just the next second, Cao Xiong, under the command of Zhao Xin, spread the sliced meat on the hot stone slab, and immediately the squeak and aroma of meat filled the entire yard.
Kong Xuan couldn't help but swallow his saliva and no longer thought about whether it would be too troublesome.
And this is not the end. When the three of them got closer, they found that the stone slab did not completely cover the trench on the earth platform. It only covered half of it. The other half was just stone strips on both sides of the trench.
At this time, there were pieces of meat skewered on bamboo sticks and various vegetables on it.
Zhao Xin was personally turning the skewers over and sprinkling spices on them, while the postmaster was studying seriously beside him.
While learning, he nervously asked, "Sir, can I really learn this kind of craft?"
Zhao Xin said generously, "Of course, of course. Although this is a secret passed down from my ancestors, I never treasure it. If you study hard, this will be a way to make a fortune.
Come on, try it."
Having said that, he handed the work entirely to the postmaster, and picked up a handful of grilled meat skewers and walked towards the three people.
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