Chapter 41 Barbecue (4)

"Can this be fake?" Zhao You said, taking out the waistband from his arms and showing it to everyone. You Qi specifically raised it in front of Ji Caimai and said, "Did you see it? We, Lin Shaoqing, want to eat it!"

Ji Caimai looked at the proud Zhao You and couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, waved his hand helplessly and said: "...That's it, you can take it!"

After waiting for so long, I didn’t even get the first plate of barbecue.

We have no choice but to wait for the second set. After Wen Mingtang's demonstration just now, a few people watched it for a while, so they simply started to do it themselves and started grilling together around the charcoal pot.

I don’t know if this barbecue is inherently delicious, or if it’s something I grilled myself, it just tastes good.

After the handful of skewers on hand were placed on the plate, Ji Caimai picked out a skewer of fat and thin pork belly and ate it. The fat of the fat meat is grilled, and the outer skin is crispy. The oil juice squeezed out of the thin layer of fat pork inside is eaten together with the lean meat. Cumin, pepper and other spices are mixed with the grilled pork, which makes the mouth and tongue salivate. , can't stop.

This is the first time I discovered that the pork belly is so delicious after being grilled! After finishing the pork belly, Ji Caimai picked out a bunch of grilled leeks.

Originally, based on Ji's purchasing experience, the roasted vegetables must be very dry after the water has been roasted away. For example, potatoes and lotus root slices, after being brushed with oil and roasted, are crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, mixed with the barbecue spices. It's delicious, it's not hard to imagine.

But Ji Caimai is really curious about what will happen to leeks and other leafy vegetables after they are roasted and the moisture is removed.

So he opened his mouth and took a bite, taking several handfuls of leeks connected side by side on the stick into his mouth. Ji Caimai's eyes suddenly lit up. Roasted leeks with some moisture removed are no less delicious than those fried in heavy oil. The aroma of roasted leeks is completely stimulated. Compared with ordinary leeks, they taste slightly burnt. Mixed with the barbecue spices sprinkled on the leaves, it is different from ordinary heavy oil. The flavor of stir-fried leeks is more similar to that of stir-fried leeks, but it is far more fragrant and unique than stir-fried leeks.

By the time Ji Caimai came to his senses, he had already eaten a bunch of leeks.

Ji Caimai exclaimed that the delicious food was more than just leeks and pork belly. When the second plate was finished and he turned to the third plate, someone came over smelling the smell.

"But you told me to wait until I catch up, so hurry up and leave some for me to wait for!"

Liu Yuan and Bai Zhu, together with Wei Fu, hurriedly sorted out the files, and when they rushed over, they encountered several people feasting.

Ah Bing's face was covered with oil and barbecue spices, and he explained vaguely: "This is called barbecue."

Looking at the handfuls of barbecue skewers placed on the iron plate, Liu Yuan and others couldn't help it. They all said "count me in", lifted up their robes and sat down.

Before coming, Liu Yuandang had already mentioned Wen Mingtang to Bai Zhu and Wei Fu, and they even asked her a few questions about Zhao Ji Restaurant.

After learning that she left on the day Liu was beaten, the elderly Wei Fu nodded and said, "It's good to leave! There's no point in staying."

The woman who got slapped was full of malice towards her. The man pretended to be stupid and was a loser. The daughter was nice, but her words were useless. Besides, after all, one was her mother and the other was her father. Apart from helping to talk, What else can I do with two sentences?

If we stay any longer, I'm afraid there will be even more trouble.

Looking at Liu Yuan and others who were so familiar with him, Ji Caimai snorted and said, "You're welcome!"

For Ji Caimai, Liu Yuan and others had already developed their dough, so they laughed "haha" twice and took the barbecue that Wen Mingtang handed over.

After the first bite, there was a burst of exclamations of praise.

Wen Mingtang smiled and shook his head, returned to the public kitchen lobby, and brought over the cool sour plum drink.

The moment the brown-red drink was poured out, Liu Yuan and others who were tortured by Master Sun and Master Wang's decoction-like sour plum drink quickly took it.

After taking a sip, Liu Yuan said "Okay", and he was even more upset when he thought about the package of sour plum drink ingredients given to Lin Fei.

Why were you just being lazy and not leaving a few bags to cook for yourself?

This sour plum drink not only looks good, but also tastes sweet and sour. The sourness of the plums is paired with sweetness, but it is not unusually sweet. It seems to have a bit of sweetness from licorice.

Wen Mingtang was sitting next to the charcoal pot, watching the people around him sitting on the floor, eating barbecue and sour plum drink, and the smile on his face became wider: This is called a midnight snack!

Since coming to Darong, she hasn't experienced such a fireworks-filled night snack scene for a long time.

When she was in the palace, there were many rules for eating and drinking every day. Not to mention that it was only Zhao Sishan who was guarding her, and even Empress Zhao would not be able to come out and have barbecue with her around the charcoal pot in the middle of the night.

He held up the meat skewers in his hand and took a bite. Feeling the tender pork meat in his mouth, Wen Mingtang smiled and watched the people around him eating and chatting.

What’s a late-night snack if you just eat without talking?

As for the topic of conversation... When several Dali Temple ministers get together, what else can they talk about?

"This water ghost case is really annoying," Liu Yuan gnawed on the grilled wings on a skewer, spit out a piece of bone, and sighed, "Mrs. Yan and Miss He, a noble girl and a commoner girl, both... It’s so pitiful to have such a family on the road!”

Bai Zhu and Wei Fu, who were handling the case together, felt the same way and nodded repeatedly while holding up the skewers.

Ji Caimai, who was specializing in picking dolphin and pork belly to eat, casually asked what was going on.

Liu Yuan then told the story about Mrs. Yan and He Xiaoniang in the water ghost case.

Everyone was suddenly stunned and sighed, "It's not easy for a woman in this world." After eating a few more skewers, Liu Yuan drank the sour plum drink on hand and remembered something, and couldn't help but express his gratitude. Wen Mingtang said: "Master Wen, I suddenly have a question that makes me a little curious. Of course, it's okay if Master Wen doesn't want to answer."

As soon as he said this, Wei Fu glanced at the girl who was grilling skewers for everyone, and he had not eaten a few bites, and said: "Then you'd better stop asking! I think your question is probably to find people's pain. Asked."

After all, after working together for several years, Wei Fu was familiar with the temperament of several colleagues around him. He glanced at Wen Mingtang and vaguely guessed the question Liu Yuan wanted to ask.

Wei Fu was not the only one who guessed the question Liu Yuan wanted to ask. Wen Mingtang, who was lowering his head to grill, raised his head and smiled: "Liu Sicheng wants to ask what happened in my family that made him the target of the Liu family." After the convict?"

The incident that day was such a big fuss, and her identity as a criminal official must have aroused the curiosity of these temple ministers.

Putting the last handful of roasted pork belly, leeks, potatoes, lotus roots, and rice cakes into an iron plate, Wen Mingtang took off the white cloth covering his lips and nose and said, "My grandfather, father, and two uncles were in Yongyuan. He was convicted and beheaded in the eighteenth year. All the men of the clan served as soldiers, the women over ten years old were admitted to the Jiaofang, and those under the age of ten were admitted to the palace. I was eight years old at the time, and I was lucky enough not to be admitted to the Jiaofang because of my young age. It was with a clan sister who was one year older than me that I entered Yeting."

The eighteenth year of Yongyuan. The surname is Wen.

Just two words made the faces of Liu Yuan, Bai Zhu, Wei Fu, Ji Caimai and others who were eating barbecue change slightly. They stopped their movements in unison and turned to the girl who picked up a skewer of pork belly. Looked over.

The girl raised her head, took a bite of the pork skewers in her hand, and smiled at them with a calm expression.