Chapter 112 The bright moon decorates your window
The group chose a piece of grass as big as a football field. In front of the grass was a small river with rippling water, and behind it were several hills with green mountains and clear water. The scenery was very charming.
When they arrived at the destination, the fat man Zhou Chunfu rolled off the car like a ball.
As for etiquette and other matters, one must consider the actual situation. As a member of the emperor's entourage, Zhou Chunfu was not qualified to ride in a carriage and could only follow on foot. The actual situation was that if Zhou Chunfu followed on foot, he would fall behind within 500 meters, not only would he be left behind, but he would also be gone.
Zhou Chunfu ordered his servants to unload the things from the cart. This was a good opportunity to become famous. Zhou Chunfu put in a lot of effort and filled the cart with chicken, duck, fish and meat. There was also another cart with vegetables, fruits, wine and everything else.
Of course, the noble masters would not do these trivial chores. Some would fish, some would chat, and they were very comfortable.
Cai Jing dragged his youngest son Cai Yu to the riverside to discuss the principles of life. Zhu Lian took out the pen, ink, paper, inkstone and low table from the entourage and went to paint.
Zhao Fujin and Zhao Xi, one big and one small, followed Zhou Chunfu closely, their noses wrinkled, looking quite intoxicated. Seeing Zhou Chunfu coming down from the cart with a large bundle of skewers, they asked curiously, "Chef Zhou, what kind of meat is that on the bamboo sticks?"
Zhou Chunfu explained with a smile: "This is lamb skewers."
"Mutton kebabs? What are they used for?"
“Is it delicious?”
Two people, one big and one small, asked a question, and the core of the question was lamb skewers.
"We're out today, and the food is mainly barbecue. These lamb skewers are of course for grilling."
"Kebabs?"
During the Song Dynasty, cooking methods were no longer limited to boiling and roasting. With the advent of iron pans, frying and stir-frying also began to appear, and the variety of dishes was diverse. "Dongjing Menghualu" records: "Restaurants also sell fried tofu, fried fish, fried dried fish, braised vegetables, and fried eggplant. These shops are for the lower class who seek a simple meal and buy them. In addition, there are stir-fried dishes such as fried chicken, fried lamb, fried rabbit, fried kidneys, and fried oysters."
However, most roasting at that time was still based on roasting the whole lamb and then slicing it to eat, which was very different from this. Zhou Chunfu patiently explained that this lamb was marinated in advance and was of moderate size. It only needed to be gently rolled over the flame to naturally stimulate the unique aroma of lamb.
Zhao Fujin's eyes rolled, and he said excitedly, "Xiaoxi, grilled lamb skewers look quite interesting. Why don't we try it too?"
"But we don't know how to make a fire!" Zhao Xi said pitifully.
"That's not that difficult. Just look at me." Zhao Fujin said confidently, "Husband, come and help us light the fire."
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Cai Jing looked at his little son who was about to leave happily and swallowed the words "A gentleman should stay away from the kitchen".
Children and grandchildren have their own blessings, so don’t be a slave for them.
It’s up to you guys, I’m fishing by myself, out of sight, out of mind.
Zhao Fujin was soon slapped in the face. Cai Yu had a very good attitude and was always available, but his fire-making skills were not good. He made Zhao Fujin and Zhao Xi squat beside a stove and fiddled with it for a long time. His face was covered with black ash, and he still couldn't light the fire.
Seeing that Zhao Fujin was about to explode, Cai Yu quickly called over a kitchen helper brought by Zhou Chunfu.
Each of these kitchen helpers was an expert at lighting a fire, their movements methodical and precise. They would light the fire, blow the air, add the wood, and soon the flames would rise.
The three of them sat around the stove, holding lamb skewers and a small brush in their hands, and roasted them on top of the stove for a while.
"Turn it while baking to ensure even heating, otherwise it will burn in a while." Zhou Chunfu came over and gave patient instructions. The little masters wanted to play, so he had to cooperate. Everything was based on the happiness of the little masters.
"After the lamb skewers are heated, use a small brush to brush some oil on them. This will lock in the moisture in the lamb and make it taste better."
Zhao Fujin, Zhao Xi and Cai Yu listened very carefully and learned from the instructions. It was the first time for them to cook for themselves, so they were very enthusiastic.
The marinated lamb skewers were very easy to grill, and the aroma of lamb soon wafted out. Even Cai Jing, who was fishing by the river, smelled the aroma and looked over. This guy was really a glutton.
Zhao Fujin sniffed the red lamb skewers with his mouth watering, and said with a sigh, "I didn't expect that I have a talent for cooking. Why didn't I realize it before? I am a buried talent."
Zhao Xi also said proudly: "Aunt, what I baked is also delicious, you try it."
Zhao Fujin looked at the mutton skewers that were burnt on one side and raw on the other, and said helplessly, "How do you know it's delicious? It's already charred. Who gave you the confidence?"
"Let's go and have fun." Zhao Xi threw the skewers in his hand into the fire, skillfully took the skewers from Zhao Fujin's hand, and ran away.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Zhao Fujin glared at Cai Yu, and Cai Yu remained silent and said, "You are right."
Zhou Chunfu, a chef who was promoted from a foodie, was much more skilled in his operations. He moved very smoothly, holding twenty mutton skewers in both hands at once, flipping them up and down, stopping from time to time to sprinkle some powdered seasoning. A meaty aroma that was ten times richer than before wafted around.
Zhao Fujin looked at the lamb skewers in his hand and suddenly felt that they were not fragrant anymore. In front of Chef Zhou, his level was no different from Zhao Xi's.
"Okay, you can eat it." Zhao Fujin handed the skewers in his hand to Cai Yu.
Cai Yu's cheeks twitched. I knew this would happen. He took a few sips of the food and showed his love for Zhao Fujin with his actions.
In my heart, no matter who you compare it with, yours will always be the most delicious.
Watching this scene, Cai Jing's heart was also in turmoil. You kid is also a talent, but the direction of your skill points is a little crooked. Go and lick the emperor, why do you lick your wife? You have thrown away the Three Bonds and Five Constant Virtues.
Zhu Lian was still painting seriously, and Zhao Huan was watching Zhu Lian intently, which was exactly what Bian Zhilin said.
You are looking at the scenery on the bridge
People who are looking at the scenery are looking at you from upstairs
The bright moon decorates your window
You decorate other people's dreams
The man and his wife are in love and show their affection.
If you want to capture someone's heart, you must capture their stomach.
Zhou Chunfu did a great job in this regard. All the people gathered around him. Except for Zhao Huan and Zhu Lian, those who were obsessed with love felt that nothing was as sweet and delicious as love.
Zhou Chunfu distributed the mutton skewers in his hand to everyone. Cai Jing couldn't wait to put them in his mouth. For a moment, he couldn't stop eating. He was like a child. In a moment, the three mutton skewers were finished by him.
Cai Jingyi smacked his lips a few times, then glanced at Zhou Chunfu with an unsatisfied look: "Chef Zhou, do you have an apprentice?"
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