Chapter 81 Meow
The little boy deftly took a roast duck out of the oven and placed it on the chopping board.
As the roast duck came out of the oven, Mu Mingqiu's eyes were glued to it and he couldn't move them away.
"A serving of roast duck is 100 yuan. Do you want to take the whole thing away, or slice it up?" the little boy asked with a smile. "It comes with scallion shreds, cucumber shreds, duck sauce, and the classic way of eating spring pancake skin. You can also eat it with the marinade."
Some customers like to eat the whole duck in their arms, like Xu Shishi yesterday. She ate the meat with big mouthfuls and finished the whole roast duck on the spot. She also packed up 17 of them to take away.
This brine was not there yesterday, so Jian Yunlan added it today.
He referred to the method of making Jinling roast duck marinade. In addition to boiling soy sauce, rock sugar, cooking wine, and various spices, Jian Yunlan also added a little duck oil roasted in the oven to make the marinade taste more fragrant. Even if you don't pour it on roast duck, but use it to mix with rice or noodles, it is still delicious.
Mu Mingqiu swallowed his saliva and murmured, "Is it okay to take half away and slice the other half for packaging?"
"sure."
The little boy first held the knife and scraped the surface of the crispy skin of the roast duck, and the bright red duck skin made a crisp sound.
Just this sound alone makes one's whole body numb!
Then, the little boy cut the roast duck in half with a sharp move. The oily and hot juice flowed out, and the plump and delicate duck meat was clearly visible.
There were bursts of exclamations around:
"Is this roast duck boss really a three-year-old kid?! He's so capable!"
"This kid was able to lift such a big roast duck so easily? This fragile college student was moved to tears."
"Fuck, this roast duck is so plump and beautifully roasted, and the color of the crispy skin is so beautiful..."
"The fragrance alone is overwhelming."
"Grandma, grandma, this is the roast duck. Yanyan wants to eat it!"
At this time, there were already more than a dozen diners queuing in front of the roast duck stall. In addition to Wu Weiguo, Grandma Liu and Yanyan, one old and one young, there were also some passers-by who happened to pass by. Many of them were attracted by the dispute between Grandma Liu and the manager of Zhuyuan and were watching the fun.
After seeing Young Master Mu give up Zhuyuan and go straight to the snack stand, everyone became curious and came to see what the roast duck that could attract the young master of a wealthy family looked like.
At this moment, I see that it really lives up to its reputation!
What is even more surprising is that the stall owner is actually a three-year-old boy. He roasts the duck, sets up the stall, slices the duck, and packs the food all by himself. His movements are so skilled that he seems like a master who has been in this business for more than ten years.
"This is really a hero born young." "Yes, yes! Not only is he a great cook, he's also cute, humble, and well-educated." "Isn't this a genius?"
Ye Qingquan was wearing a mask and sunglasses as he mixed in the crowd. He felt so proud when he heard the people around him praising Lan Lan.
Hearing the exciting part, he couldn't help but wave his hands and said modestly: "No, it's not as exaggerated as everyone says. It's mainly because Lan Lan works hard and has talent..."
Some people around him cast strange glances at him: "You're saying this as if you're Boss Xiaolan's parent?"
Ye Qingquan: “…”
I really am!
But you can't reveal your identity.
Ye Qingquan laughed dryly twice, pulled his mask, and shut up dejectedly.
While they were talking, the little boy had already handed the packaged roast duck to Mu Mingqiu. Half of the duck is a whole one, which is packed directly into the box, and the other half is neatly sliced duck, which is packed together with shredded green onions, cucumber and marinade.
The freshly-baked roast duck is still steaming hot, with the skin showing a translucent red color and the fat under the skin roasted out with a fruity aroma that makes people salivate at the mere smell of it.
The roast duck from Zhuyuan is so expensive, but it can’t achieve such a uniform and shiny color, not to mention the skin and aroma, which are not even one thousandth of the roast duck in front of me.
"Thank you, Boss Xiaolan!"
Mu Mingqiu couldn't wait to take the roast duck, his voice trembling a little.
He didn't bother to find a place. He just sat down on the side of the road with the hot roast duck in his arms.
Mu Mingqiu picked up a piece of roast duck, dipped it lightly in the marinade, and put it into his mouth.
“…”
Everyone in the queue couldn't help but secretly glance at Mu Mingqiu to see how he would react.
Everyone is also very curious. Is this roast duck really as delicious as it smells, or is it just not worthy of its reputation?
Mu Mingqiu took a bite of the roast duck without saying a word.
He was silent for a long time.
Seeing his reaction, everyone was worried.
Could it be that the roast duck did not live up to its reputation and disappointed him? Or should I say——
The next second, Mu Mingqiu looked up at the sky.
Two lines of tears slowly flowed from the corners of his eyes.
"ah……"
Everyone: “…”
Good, it’s so delicious that it makes you cry?
“I’m sorry, I was just too touched at the moment,” Mu Mingqiu wiped the tears from his eyes. The emotion in his eyes was really inconsistent with his flamboyant red hair. “I haven’t eaten such delicious roast duck for a long time.”
He picked up another piece of roast duck with chopsticks, dipped it in the marinade, and put it into his mouth to savor it carefully.
The roast duck skin is just as crispy as it looks, and the rich juice flows out when you put it in your mouth.
Mu Mingqiu chewed the crunchy skin and the tender and soft duck meat carefully, and the salty, fragrant and delicious taste filled his mouth. The fat under the skin was completely roasted out, making it non-greasy but very fresh.
The brine is the finishing touch.
The salty and sweet taste seeps into the tough duck meat, with a hint of sweetness in the moistness, which completely brings out the softness of the duck meat and the fragrance of the fruit wood.
The duck skin soaked in brine is softer than eating it directly, but it has another completely different layer of salty and sweet aroma. It is moist and chewy, and full of meaty aroma. After your teeth penetrate the duck skin and bite into the solid duck meat inside, the satisfaction it brings is simply indescribable...
Mu Mingqiu's eyes couldn't help but become moist just by eating this long-lost delicacy.
How many years has it been since I had such delicious roast duck?
It seems that I haven’t tasted it since my grandfather passed away.
Everyone knows that the Mu family is a well-known wealthy family in the entire Beijing circle, and the young master Mu Mingqiu was also brought up in a spoiled environment.
But few people know that before the age of seven, Mu Mingqiu actually lived with his grandfather in the countryside. His grandfather had a small yard, where he planted some crops and raised some chickens and ducks. When autumn came, Mu Mingqiu ran barefoot all over the mountains and fields, picking fruits to eat.
It was also at that time that Mu Mingqiu met Huo Ye for the first time, who came to the countryside for his summer vacation.
Mu Mingqiu couldn't say that he hated Huo Ye, nor did he like him, until today.
If you must say it, they were a kind of "pair" because there were only two children in the countryside at that time, and even if they wanted to play with others, they couldn't find anyone. As for the rumor that he was Huo Ye's white moonlight, Mu Mingqiu sneered at it.
What Mu Mingqiu still remembers is that at the end of every month, his grandfather would take him and Huo Ye to the century-old roast duck restaurant in the city, buy a roast duck, and the three of them would stand on the busy street and share it.
The autumn wind blew, and the streets and alleys were filled with the aroma of charcoal fire. When little Mu Mingqiu took a bite of the hot roast duck, he felt that the world was brand new.
After so many years, he has forgotten many details, but he still remembers the noisy streets, his grandfather's hand gently stroking his head, and the moment he bit into the roast duck, the unforgettable deliciousness...
Later, his grandfather passed away and the old store closed. Mu Mingqiu returned to the city and became the eldest son of the Mu family, whom everyone envied. He tried all the famous roast duck restaurants along the way, from street stalls to expensive private dishes, but he could no longer find the taste in his memory.
People say that the ultimate deliciousness can transcend time.
At this moment, standing on this ordinary street, Mu Mingqiu was eating the roast duck he bought from the three-year-old boss, but he seemed to have returned to more than ten years ago, standing next to his grandfather and eating that bite of roast duck.
Mu Mingqiu's dazzling red hair fluttered in the air. He looked up at the sky, and the traces of tears in his eyes became clearer:
“Such a delicious roast duck,” Mu Mingqiu sighed, with even stronger sadness in his voice, “but one person can only eat one, what a pity…”
Everyone: “…”
Hearing this, Aunt Wang and Xu Shishi next to them were also touched.
As people who have all tried and failed to cook all the roast duck, they can relate.
They both looked up to the sky and shed tears:
"Yeah, one is not enough." "I can eat twenty at a time." "Damn it, if there is no purchase limit, I can't imagine how happy I would be..."
Wu Weiguo couldn't help but look at Xu Shishi speechlessly.
Miss, didn’t you just buy seventeen roast ducks and stockpile them home yesterday?
What are you installing here? ? !
Xu Shishi looked up at the sky.
She must not let anyone, especially Mu Mingqiu, know that there were still seventeen roast ducks frozen in her refrigerator.
Those roast ducks are her life!
The crowd, led by Ye Qingquan, could not help but condemn them:
"If you buy all the roast duck, what will we eat?"
"That's right, don't be so selfish. Delicious food should be shared."
"Boss Xiaolan, don't listen to them. It's better to limit the purchase. Each person can eat one. It's just the right amount."
The line in front of the roast duck stall moved very quickly.
The roast duck is already roasted and ready to go. The only time-consuming part is slicing the duck, but many customers choose to take the whole duck away.
The roast duck was so delicious that no one even wanted to wait for the few minutes for it to be sliced. They just wanted to put on gloves and eat it directly.
Soon, it was the turn of the fully armed Ye Qingquan.
He pulled at his mask uncomfortably and said in a muffled voice, "Give me a roast duck."
Ye Qingquan's heartbeat reached its peak.
The audience in the Wanjie live broadcast room also became nervous, and many of them were sweating in their hearts:
[Fuck, Ye Qingquan really bought it. Didn’t Lan Lan tell him not to come along? ==]
[Mu Mingqiu is right next to us. If Ye Qingquan gets exposed, I dare not think about it. ? ! (Covering face) Mu Mingqiu and Ye Qingquan are love rivals. In the original novel, every time they meet, they are always at loggerheads over the man they are trying to snatch.]
[Ye Qingquan is really craving for this roast duck...]
【Lan Lan probably won’t recognize him】
[Mu Mingqiu was conquered by Lanlan’s roast duck. Does that count as being conquered? The bug fix shows 5% here.]
[Of course not. Mu Mingqiu was not touched by Lan Lan's cuteness and did not have the desire to be his stepfather. He just bowed down to Boss Xiao Lan's roast duck stall. He has completely gone astray. Just wait to be eliminated! 】
…
In front of the roast duck stall.
After a moment of silence.
"Do you want to pack the whole thing or cut it into slices and take it away?" the little boy asked in a soft voice.
Ye Qingquan breathed a sigh of relief.
Is this considered getting away with it? He was wearing a mask and sunglasses. Even a genius like Lan Lan wouldn't be able to see through his disguise, right?
Ye Qingquan: "Pack the whole thing and give me gloves. I'll eat it directly."
The little boy's movements in carrying and packing the roast duck are always smooth and flowing.
He bent down and picked up the roast duck from the oven, and handed the whole thing to Ye Qingquan: "Daddy, this is your roast duck."
"Okay, baby!" Ye Qingquan was overjoyed and took the roast duck with a smile on his face.
The air suddenly became quiet.
Wu Weiguo, Xu Shishi, Aunt Wang...more than twenty pairs of eyes were instantly focused on Ye Qingquan.
As sharp as a needle.
Ye Qingquan's whole body was stiff.
He raised his hand slowly and pointed at himself: "Boss Xiaolan, you called me...what?"
He looked up at Ye Qingquan in confusion, and blinked his big blue eyes: "Daddy, what's wrong?"
"I, I'm not your daddy," Ye Qingquan's palms were sweating and he stuttered, "You're wrong, I, I, I don't have any children, I, I--"
“Daddy, your mask is torn, I already recognized you,” the little boy sighed and shook his head, “Don’t pretend.”
Ye Qingquan's eyes widened, he took off his mask in disbelief, and checked it again and again: "Impossible! This is a high-end mask that costs 50 yuan, how is it possible..."
broken.
The moment he took off the mask, Ye Qingquan's brain skipped a beat.
He was tricked by Lan Lan!
Jian Yunlan's appearance was still the same as before, except that he had regressed to three years old. In fact, he did not look like either Ye Qingquan or Huo Ye. The same is true for most of the small anchors in the special zone.
But in "The Genius Baby is Three and a Half Years Old", in order to facilitate the development of the plot, there is a basic setting that the baby looks like both Huo Ye and Ye Qingquan. As long as he stands with his father, everyone can tell at a glance that they are related by blood.
Therefore, everyone's gaze towards Ye Qingquan became sharper.
——After taking off the mask, Ye Qingquan revealed the half of his face, with fair skin, beautifully shaped lips, and a high nose bridge... He was surprisingly 70% similar to Boss Xiaolan.
You still say this is not parent-child relationship?
There was shock, confusion, envy, jealousy and anger in everyone's eyes.
Even Aunt Wang started to chirp loudly in front of Ye Qingquan:
"Hey, young man, since Boss Xiaolan is your own child, why don't you just let Boss Xiaolan roast duck for you at home? Why are you trying to snatch our quota for roast duck?"
"Yes, yes. There are only 20 roast ducks in total. If you buy one more, some of us won't be able to eat it."
"We are so jealous of you. Boss Xiaolan is actually your son? Then you can eat as much roast duck as you want, right?"
Of course, this is a common misunderstanding.
Many people think that if someone in your family is a chef, you can eat delicacies from land and sea every day at home. Actually, it is not. Even if they are chefs outside, many people don't cook at home.
What's more, Lanlan is only a three-year-old child. It is already tiring for him to make twenty roast ducks a day. How could Ye Qingquan be willing to let him make an extra one for himself to satisfy his greed? !
Ye Qingquan wanted to cry but had no tears, and could not defend himself.
...In the crowd, Mu Mingqiu was also looking at Ye Qingquan.
He had already finished half of the sliced roast duck, and he was reluctant to eat the remaining half, so he planned to take it home and savor it for dinner. Just after finishing half of the roast duck, Mu Mingqiu heard the noise in the crowd and naturally saw Ye Qingquan's face.
In addition to the initial shock, Mu Mingqiu's eyes were also mixed with some complexity.
He remembered this face.
If it was really what he thought...
Mu Mingqiu unlocked his phone thoughtfully and started typing on it.
Of course, in addition to the voices of jealousy and dissatisfaction in the crowd, more people began to get close to Ye Qingquan.
For example, Wu Weiguo handed Ye Qingquan a cigarette on the spot and whispered, "Brother, isn't this a coincidence? My daughter is just three years old this year. Do you think we should add each other on WeChat and communicate about raising children? You can bring Xiao Lan to my house as a guest!"
"My Tongtong is very cute. She will definitely be good friends with Lanlan..."
As soon as he finished speaking, before Ye Qingquan could reply, the others immediately realized his intention and pointed it out loudly:
"Your calculations are about to burst in my face." "Young man, don't listen to him, he just wants to eat your Xiao Lan's roast duck!" "Yeah, yeah, don't believe it. My nephew is indeed three years old, maybe he and Xiao Lan have something in common."
"You evil adults, please stop taking advantage of children's innocent feelings to fulfill your own selfish desires!"
The scene was a complete mess.
Ye Qingquan didn't dare to stay any longer. He took the roast duck from Lan Lan. No matter what others said, he pretended not to hear them. He held the roast duck and walked aside to eat.
After Ye Qingquan, the roast duck stall sold the last four roast ducks. The little boy glanced at the empty oven and announced:
"Today's 20 roast ducks are sold out. I will set up a stall here at the same time tomorrow. Thank you for your support!"
After saying that, he folded up the small extending table and got on the tricycle.
In addition to some old customers from yesterday, there were a dozen new diners today. Each person was limited to buying one roast duck, so the twenty roast ducks were sold just right.
Wu Weiguo was holding a whole roast duck, feeling very satisfied. Today he could go home and have a big meal with his wife and daughter again!
Grandma Liu held the little girl Yanyan's hand, and held a portion of sliced roast duck in one hand. Both of them had smiles on their faces.
Yanyan has been craving for the aroma since yesterday. Today, she can finally eat it. The little girl is so happy that she jumps up and down.
“This roast duck smells delicious and must taste good.” Grandma Liu thought. She had saved up more than 2,000 yuan to buy the roast duck from Zhuyuan. Who would have thought that she only spent 100 yuan to buy such a big and fragrant roast duck. What a good deal!
This roast duck is enough for her and Yanyan to eat for a long time.
After it cools down, you can make roast duck. After eating the duck meat, the duck bones can be used to make soup, and the marinade can be used to mix rice. It can be eaten for several meals.
After buying the roast duck, most people looked very happy.
But it was a different story for those unlucky few who failed to buy roast duck.
Some of them came late and were unable to buy; one or two others were suspicious of the boss's young age. After all, one hundred yuan is not cheap, and they wanted to wait until everyone around them had eaten before deciding whether to buy.
As a result, I missed it by waiting!
They looked at Boss Xiaolan's tricycle going away with tears in their eyes:
"Why did I hesitate just now?"
"I'm really stupid, really."
"Yeah, if I had queued up decisively, I would be the one eating roast duck now..."
After Boss Xiao Lan closed his stall, the people who bought roast duck left happily.
Only the few who didn't buy the roast duck were left there. They sniffed the lingering aroma of roast duck in the air, and felt sadder and sadder the more they thought about it.
The sobbing sound gradually turned into loud crying.
A group of tourists passing by saw this scene and were very curious. The tour guide came up and asked, "Why are you crying? What happened?"
Several people responded: "We... woo woo woo... we didn't get to eat the roast duck... woo woo woo!"
The tourists were all amused and confused.
What? I heard that Beijing’s roast duck is a specialty, but I didn’t expect the locals love roast duck to this extent? Will you cry if you can’t eat roast duck? !
However, smelling the lingering fragrance in the air, everyone began to understand a little.
The scent was similar to the one they smelled nearby yesterday, but it was even stronger.
It smells really good!
"Look across the street, isn't that the famous Zhuyuan Roast Duck?" someone said. "When we passed by yesterday, our tour guide told us that Zhuyuan Roast Duck is delicious, but it's expensive and hard to make a reservation."
It’s a shame to say that they passed by here yesterday and couldn’t help but ask the tour guide to take them here again today.
Although I can't afford roast duck, it's nice to smell it.
Those people were crying breathlessly and waving their hands, not having the time to explain which roast duck it was.
But the tour guide had some doubts in his heart.
He also led a tour group passing by here yesterday and smelled the same smell. At that time, he naturally thought it was Zhuyuan Roast Duck.
But Zhuyuan Roast Duck only serves five tables a day, all of which are dignitaries, so the threshold is set. Ordinary people wouldn't even think about it, so why would they cry so sadly just because they can't eat it?
Just like someone who earns 3,000 yuan a month will not be heartbroken because he cannot buy a Lamborghini.
Could it be that... there is someone else selling roast duck?
Not far away.
A boy in a small suit was standing in the shadow cast by the leaves, holding the hand of the man next to him.
The boy pursed his lips and looked at the place where the roast duck stall used to be. It was empty. The roast duck owner had closed the stall, leaving only a few diners wandering around and crying.
The boy pursed his lips tightly.
Huo Ran glanced at the little boy's expression and said:
"Xiao Yan, if you really want to eat, uncle will bring you here tomorrow?"
Unlike his twin brother Huo Ye, Huo Ran does not have the aura of someone who has been in a high position for a long time. Although he also has a cool and handsome appearance, Huo Ran is gentler and easier to talk to, and therefore is more popular with these younger children.
But under the light of his brother Huo Ye, Huo Ran is like the soft moon.
Huo Yan, who is four years old this year, snorted and turned his head away proudly:
"What a crappy roast duck! It was roasted by a three-year-old kid. I don't care about it!"
Huo Ran smiled helplessly.
That being said.
He saw that Huo Yan clenched his fists and even his eyes turned red.
Huo Ran sighed, turned on his phone, and called a number:
"Hello……"
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