"The simplest way to check if a crispy roast suckling pig is up to standard is to pick up a round plate."
"Like me, first tap the pig's neck area with a plate, and the pig's head and body will separate."
“Then use a round plate to crack the pig in half along its spine.”
"Then use a plate to break the pig's two halves into smaller pieces."
Qin Yi gestured to the housekeeper to place a white plate on each person's table.
"You can try cutting meat with a plate."
Wu Gaojie was the first to pick up a plate and smash it down on the pig's head.
"Wow, I only came once and it's already dripping with juice!"
Then he lifted the plate and cut down the back of the suckling pig.
The dark red, crispy crust bounced and flew wildly through the air with each strike.
Lu Ziyi sat next to him, constantly picking up bits of pigskin that had fallen off the table and stuffing them into his mouth.
Wu Gaojie: "This is amazing! I never knew crispy roast suckling pig could be so tender! It's 10 out of 10, no, it's practically 100 points tender! This is the first time I've ever used a plate as a weapon to cut up a whole pig!"
Even the old foodie Grandpa Yu couldn't sit still any longer. He grabbed the white plate in front of him and started scrambling to prepare the suckling pig.
There were eighteen moves in total, with each movement accompanied by a sudden drop.
A suckling pig, with its meat cut into very even pieces and its cut surface smooth and flat, lies neatly on the plate.
Qin Yi couldn't help but applaud: "Uncle Yu used this dish with great skill. It's obvious this isn't his first time eating it. He chopped off a suckling pig in eighteen strokes. What is he trying to prove?"
Grandpa Yu smiled smugly: "As long as you have the mindset of an eighteen-year-old, a man will always be a boy."
Mo Baiwei, watching from the side, felt a little itchy to try it himself. He picked up the plate and sliced up a whole roast suckling pig in sixteen quick cuts.
She cut it evenly, placing the pig's head upright in front, with the pieces of roasted meat behind it arranged neatly like natural ribs.
Qin Yi was amazed that her diners were all so discerning, and continued to applaud, saying, "Although you're young, Sister Baiwei, I can tell you're a 'veteran' foodie."
Mo Baiwei smiled and said, "Boss Qin, you've forgotten, I raise a lot of small black pigs at home. I've eaten quite a few roast suckling pigs, but this is the first time I'll try yours. I'm really looking forward to it."
Seeing that the customers had all cut up their roast suckling pigs, Qin Yi handed them dipping sauces one by one.
A bowl of homemade sweet and sour sauce, and a dish of fine white sugar.
Yang Zhou frowned and said, "Boss Qin, do you have any chili peppers? I want something spicy, dried chili powder is fine too."
Mo Baiwei also looked distressed: "Although I've eaten a lot of roast suckling pig at home, those were all spicy. While roasting, the chili sauce was brushed into the pork. Now both of these dipping sauces are sweet. I'm a little scared."
Qin Yi went to Grandpa Yu's side and picked up a piece of crispy pork from his plate.
"Look at how I eat."
The bright red pork skin was rolled in glistening white sugar.
Then take a big bite.
Qin Yi finished the piece of pork with her eyes closed and her eyebrows furrowed.
Wu Gaojie asked anxiously from the side, "Boss Qin, is it delicious?"
Qin Yi opened her eyes, her eyes crinkling into crescent moons as she smiled: "I don't think I could taste what it was like just now, why don't you share a piece with me?"
Wu Gaojie was tall but not stupid; he quickly covered the roasted pig with his hand.
"Then no need, I'll try it myself!"
Qin Yi smiled and said, "Is there any customer who would like me to try it and see what it tastes like?"
Everyone's smart enough; it's just that people need some time to adjust to the idea of dipping roasted pork in white sugar.
Seeing the owner trying to snatch food from a customer's plate, they'd all be fiercely protective of their food.
"It's just dipping it in sugar! I'll give it a try!"
Yang Zhou has always been the bravest when it comes to trying new flavors.
He ate a lot of food that he had never seen or heard of before while following Boss Qin.
For example, the mountain-style three-crispy rice noodles at the beginning, the Chongqing roasted pig brain a few days ago, and today's roasted suckling pig dipped in white sugar.
He carefully picked up a piece of glistening, red roasted pork and, like Qin Yi, dipped the crispy side in a little sugar.
It was stuffed into my mouth in one bite.
Yang Zhou chewed heartily because the roasted pork skin was so crispy, fragrant and tender, with a crunchy texture.
"Ah, wah la wah la wah la!"
After Yang Zhou finished uttering a string of incoherent words, he picked up a piece of sugar, dipped it in white sugar, and quickly put it into his mouth.
Lu Ziyi, standing nearby, wondered, "Dude, what kind of gibberish are you talking about? Is it actually good or not? Doesn't it taste weird eating it like this?"
Yang Zhou pointed at the meat in his mouth, babbling incoherently.
Qin Yi said thoughtfully, "Brave people enjoy the world first."
After hearing this, everyone immediately took action.
Mo Baiwei only dared to dip it in a little bit of white sugar, and then took a small bite of the crispy pork.
She slowly chewed the crispy pork and white sugar together with her front teeth.
Three seconds later, his eyes suddenly lit up!
She quickly rolled the remaining half of the suckling pig in white sugar, then opened her mouth wide and ate it.
"Waaaaah~~~ It's so delicious it's addictive! No wonder you were incoherent after you finished eating! Oh my god! How come I've never had anything this good before!"
"Before I tried it, I thought roast suckling pig with white sugar was a culinary disaster. But after eating it, I realized that the two are a perfect match! Did Einstein invent this way of eating?!"
Li Nansang: "Mom, why did that girl cry after eating Peppa Pig? Was she heartbroken?"
Li Hong looked at Mo Baiwei, whose eyes were moist, and said, "Uh... I guess my sister is crying because it's so delicious. If you two little ones can't bear to eat it, just leave the suckling pig for Mom to finish by herself. It's okay!"
Li Beiyang, quick as a flash, grabbed a piece of roast suckling pig, dipped it in white sugar, and stuffed it into his mouth: "Little sister, Peppa Pig doesn't taste good, it doesn't taste good at all!"
Li Nansang: "Ah! I like to eat even the things that brother thinks are bad! I want to eat them too!"
...
Grandpa Yu was the only guest in this group who had ever eaten roast suckling pig.
I remember a few years ago, at the night market in Lin Gao, a friend took me to check out a popular roast suckling pig restaurant.
The pork skin was very thick, and although it tasted good, it wasn't as delicious as I had imagined.
Today, let's try Qin Xiaoyou's roast suckling pig and see how the two differ.
Grandpa Yu first picked up a piece of crispy pork dipped in white sugar with his chopsticks and savored it carefully.
He picked up another piece of crispy pork dipped in sweet and sour sauce and savored it slowly.
"As expected of Boss Qin, from the selection of materials to the production, he never disappoints!"
"Now I think that the famous roast suckling pig restaurant I ate at back then might have used frozen pigs, or not genuine piglets just about to be born. Their meat quality is completely different!"
Mrs. Li sat next to Mr. Yu and asked curiously, "How do you know?"
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