Slaughtering more than ten live sheep is no easy task; the sheep were not processed until the sun was about to set.
By this time, the campfire had already been lit.
The marinated fat sheep were fixed on the grill by the Mangshan group, who had eaten roasted whole lamb before. Unlike last time, there were noticeably fewer large pots for simmering soup.
It seems that after experiencing the benefits of following him, everyone abandoned the mutton soup and only recognized roasted mutton.
That's more like it! Summer is the season for barbecues.
The whole lamb was grilled by others, while the lamb skewers were once again prepared by the experienced skewer master Jing Zhe. Learning from the lesson of being questioned by Lu Li about the size of the pieces last time, he had the meat cut into much larger pieces this time.
The meat skewers were grilling over charcoal, turning charred on the outside and sizzling with oil. Chen Mo, who was standing next to him, started swallowing his saliva just looking at them.
This was the first time he had ever seen this kind of grilling method. He had eaten his fair share of delicacies, but none of them were as tempting as this skewer of meat. Just looking at it made his appetite soar.
Guizhi, standing nearby, didn't have much leisure time. She was using a banana leaf fan to swat away mosquitoes, which was probably why Chen Mo was able to sit so comfortably.
"Young master, there are so many mosquitoes here, they've bitten me terribly. Let's finish eating and head back quickly!"
The diligent Guizhi was so focused on warding off mosquitoes for her young master that the mosquitoes ended up biting him.
"With so much blood on your hands, what's a few mosquitoes?"
There are a lot of mosquitoes on the mountain, especially after nightfall.
Perhaps due to his blood type, Jing Zhe rarely gets bitten by mosquitoes.
So he looked up and teased.
"Then why don't you raise one?"
Guizhi was huffing and puffing, not at all like a servant.
Jing Zhe smiled, not minding at all. "I'd like to raise them too, but they don't want to eat them. What should I do?"
"Young master, please don't take him seriously. I've spoiled him rotten."
Chen Mo pulled Gui Zhi aside and scolded her, "You attract mosquitoes all the time. You get bitten all the time at home. It has nothing to do with where you are!"
"snort!"
Guizhi was still unconvinced. She glared at Jingzhe, turned her head to the side, and stopped talking.
"Are there any mosquito-repelling plants on this mountain?"
Jing Zhe asked.
"No."
Hanhan shook his head, glancing at Guizhi with a hint of disdain. "The mountain is full of grown men. Who would be afraid of being bitten? Mosquito repellent plants are better left to the ladies!"
It seems that he felt it was too vulgar to say "woman" in front of outsiders, so he changed his words on the spot. But anyone who isn't stupid can tell that he was mocking Guizhi for being effeminate.
Chen Mo waved his hand, "Young master, there's no need for that. Besides, since it's already bitten, finding mosquito repellent won't help."
Jing Zhe nodded, looked at Hanhan, and questioned, "Nonsense! Are all the people on this mountain men? What about my older sister? Is she a man too?"
"No, the chieftain is a woman."
With a look of admiration, Hanhan said, "But she's even stronger than the men, and she certainly wouldn't use that mosquito-repellent herb!"
"..."
...
"If we don't see eye to eye, there's no point in talking," Jing Zhe thought, adding that barbecue skewers were more suitable for him.
A few moments later, the first batch of meat skewers was ready.
Looking at the golden-brown meat skewers that exuded a fresh aroma, Chen Mo couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
Seeing this, Jing Zhe smiled and handed over the meat skewers, "Brother Chen, try them and see how they taste!"
Thank you!
Chen Mo only said those two words before grabbing a meat skewer and stuffing it into his mouth, which seemed somewhat out of place with his gentle and refined demeanor.
"How about it?"
"tasty!"
Chen Mo squeezed out two words through gritted teeth. After swallowing the meat in his mouth, he took out a silk handkerchief from his clothes, wiped the grease from the corners of his mouth, and stuffed it back into his clothes.
Everything was done so naturally that it didn't feel out of place at all.
"I really didn't expect that!"
Chen Mo exclaimed, "Young Master Kun is not only an excellent poet and calligrapher, but also skilled in makeup, ice making, and acting. I never imagined that he could even cook so well. I really can't imagine what else he can't do!"
Seeing her mistress look at a man with such adoration for the first time, Guizhi grabbed a skewer of meat and put it in her mouth with some skepticism.
"I don't believe it—oh my god, how can it taste so good?"
Guizhi had only taken one bite when she was completely hooked. She couldn't care less about anything else and ate one after another with her master, enjoying it immensely.
The person cooking is most happy to see this scene. While grilling, Jing Zhe said to Hanhan, "The wine in the big vat inside should be almost frozen. Find someone to take the wine out and distribute it to the brothers, so that everyone can taste the flavor of ice wine!"
"Okay, I'll go right away!"
The simpleton readily agreed and ran off happily.
Jing Zhe finished grilling all the meat skewers in his hand, sat down next to Chen Mo, and handed the skewers over.
"I'm not eating anymore... *burp*"
Chen Mo covered his mouth and let out a burp, then waved his hand and said, "Young Master's cooking is so good, I would like to eat more, but unfortunately my stomach is not cooperating and I really can't hold any more."
Jing Zhe ate one himself, then reached around Chen Mo and handed it to Gui Zhi.
"And you?"
"Burp, I'm full too!"
Guizhi patted her belly and exclaimed, "Young Master Kun's cooking skills are even better than those of the imperial chefs in the palace!"
"What's so special about a royal chef?"
Jing Zhe chuckled dismissively, "This young master knows far more than the imperial chefs!"
Suddenly remembering something, she tilted her head to look at Guizhi: "You're talking as if you've ever eaten food cooked by the imperial chef."
"Of course I am—"
Guizhi paused for a moment after speaking halfway through her sentence before continuing, "Those who haven't tasted it can guess just by thinking about it. Such a delicacy is beyond the reach of even the imperial chefs!"
"Hmm, you have good taste, just like you."
Jing Zhe joked with a smile, putting one hand on Chen Mo's shoulder.
Chen Mo's body stiffened, and his brain short-circuited for a moment.
After a moment, I relaxed a little, but I was still extremely nervous and didn't dare to breathe.
Fortunately, Jing Zhe only put his hand on Chen Mo's shoulder for a short while before taking it away. Chen Mo watched Jing Zhe devour the skewers and a strange thought popped into his head: it would be great to capture him and bring him to the palace to cook for him!
He shook his head and gave a wry smile.
If such a talented person were to be forced to cook for someone else, all the scholars in the world would surely criticize him behind his back!
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