Chapter 517 Honey Grilled Lamb Chops
Time: 4:57 pm on New Year’s Eve.
The location is the living room of the old man’s house.
Characters, everyone in the Jiang family except Jiang Feng and the old man.
event to discuss what to eat tonight.
Everyone in the Jiang family is skilled in making dumplings. Not only are they quick to eat dumplings, they are also quick to make dumplings. They have maintained a self-sufficient small-scale farmer economy for many years. The two large pots of dumplings looked like they had a lot of stuffing, but with the concerted efforts of everyone, it only took a few hours to finish them.
Just now, they smelled a wonderful fragrance.
The fragrance came from the kitchen, passed through the yard, and was blown away a lot by the howling cold wind. By the time it reached the living room and was smelled by everyone in the Jiang family, it was already greatly reduced, but the charm was still there.
This is the umami flavor of mutton, with a bit of mutton, but it’s harmless and even a bit icing on the cake. It's the smell of mutton, but it's not just mutton. The smell of mutton is mixed with some other smells. It doesn't look like spices or vegetables. Even Jiang Jianguo, the best smeller in the Jiang family, couldn't tell what it was for a while. .
All in all, it’s an amazing taste that I’ve never had before.
"Dad, can you smell what kind of food this is?" Jiang Zaide couldn't figure out the reason and directly chose to ask for help in the venue.
Jiang Jianguo frowned and turned to look at Jiang Jiankang. Jiang Jiankang shook his head at Jiang Jianguo. The two brothers looked at each other without saying anything.
Jiang Jianye, a person who has been reading and paddling all year round, pretended to be thoughtful and said: "It seems that this year's literary competition will not be easy."
Jiang Zaide:......
Jiang Zaide realized that at the critical moment, his father could not be relied on and he had to rely on himself. He took a deep breath and was about to judge the components of the fragrance by himself, when he was surprised to find that the smell disappeared.
In the kitchen, Jiang Feng was following the old man's instructions to place sixteen pots of Morshek on the stove, stacking them layer by layer like steamed buns to steam them to keep them warm. No matter what method is used in the preparation process of these haggis dishes, the end result is the same: pour the mutton soup and simmer slowly over low heat.
As long as Jiang Zaide walks into the yard and leans a little closer to the kitchen, he will know that the wonderful aroma that everyone asked about just now is actually the aroma of a variety of vegetables mixed together, the elbows stewed in the casserole, the mutton soup in the big pot, The Morshek in the steamer and the lamb chops that the old man was smoking and roasting were all mixed together at the same time, even if the gods came, they wouldn't be able to tell them apart.
Honey-glazed grilled lamb chops is a dish that the old man added at short notice. Anyway, the most indispensable thing in the country stove is burning firewood. Just build it and it will be a small barbecue stove. Brush the chopped and marinated lamb chops with honey water and place them on the rack to roast slowly over low heat. The old man will personally control the heat and turn them over.
Jiang Feng watched with his own eyes as layers of honey water were brushed onto the mutton chops. Some of them were accompanied by the bubbling fat, and the other part seeped into the mutton under the influence of temperature. The high temperature makes the mutton ripen little by little, change color little by little, and slowly change from raw to cooked from the inside out, and the sizzling sound surrounds the entire kitchen.
At 6 o'clock, all the lamb chops were grilled.
As we all know, this kind of barbecue food should be eaten while it is hot.
Jiang Feng decided to take the lead and help everyone taste the taste.
"Grandpa, let me try it first." Jiang Feng picked up a mutton chop.
The old man didn't object, so he acquiesced.
The lamb chops that were grilled first have been there for a while, but because they were close to the fire and the temperature was high, they didn't get cold. The temperature was just right. Because the mutton had been marinated in advance, the old man didn't brush it with anything except honey and water during the roasting process. When he got closer, he could smell the aroma of barbecue.
Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.
It only takes two bites to finish a lamb chop.
After eating one stick, Jiang Feng was still a little unsatisfied. He ate three more sticks until his mouth was filled with the aroma of mutton. He could feel the remaining taste of honey-glazed roasted lamb chops when his tongue swept across the surface of his teeth. .
"When you're done eating, take the rest out to them. Eat the roasted lamb chops while they're hot," the old man said.
Jiang Feng picked up the basin containing the roasted lamb chops. By the way, the Jiang family only has a lot of pots and pans. You can find the bowls and basins you want from everywhere if you want.
"Grandpa, don't you want to eat?" Jiang Feng, the filial grandson, asked with concern.
"Don't eat it." The old man said, "Bring some dumplings back and cook them later. After the dumplings are in the pot, you can start making crispy apples. Let's start dinner earlier this year."
"Okay grandpa!" Jiang Feng went out holding the basin.
A pot of freshly roasted honey-glazed lamb chops was smelled by everyone in the Jiang family as soon as Jiang Feng stepped out of the kitchen door and was watching dumplings in the living room to satisfy their hunger.
One by one, they sat up suddenly in the midst of their dying illness, as if they were fat zombies who had smelled human scent.
"What does it smell like? It smells so good!" Jiang Zaide's little radar for smelling vegetables started beeping.
"Grilled lamb chops, must be grilled lamb chops, or grilled lamb chops with honey sauce. The grilled lamb chops I had during the final exam tasted like this!" Jiang Junlian exclaimed.
"Xiao Lian, you heard it wrong. Didn't your little brother say that your grandpa won't cook roasted lamb chops or roasted lamb legs this year." Jiang Jianshe began to pour cold water on his daughter.
"Juan Lian must have heard it wrong." Jiang Ran, the number one boss of the Jiang family, agreed.
Jiang Junlian glared at Jiang Ran: "It's definitely honey grilled lamb chops! I went to eat it during the final exam because it smells like this!"
Seeing that the brother-sister war was about to break out, Jiang Feng carried the basin into the living room, and everyone's eyes fell on the basin in Jiang Feng's arms.
Although the old man grilled a lot of mutton chops, he couldn't handle the large Jiang family. If the number of mutton chops per person was two, that would be the limit.
"Honey-glazed grilled lamb chops. Grandpa just made them. He said they are delicious when they are hot, so he asked me to bring them out first. By the way, grandma, grandpa said that dinner might be served earlier today," Jiang Feng said.
"Yeah, I guessed it right! Dad, grandma, uncle, second uncle, third uncle, fourth uncle, do I smell the right dish?" Jiang Junlian jumped up from the chair excitedly, and she was jumping up and down. At this time, I didn't forget to reach out and take out a large lamb chop from the basin.
"Of course, Juan Lian is really awesome." Grandma Jiang said with a smile.
"It's amazing." Jiang Zaide was chewing the lamb chops while staring into the basin. He practiced what it means to eat what's in his hand and look at what's in the basin. "The grilled lamb chops made by grandpa are so delicious."
After being hungry all day, the first bite of food is the steaming and shiny grilled lamb chops, rich in fat and protein. The happiness and satisfaction in it are self-evident.
"Xiao Feng, you have worked hard all day." Grandma Jiang did not participate in the large-scale activity of eating lamb chops because of her bad teeth.
"Grandma, grandpa asked me to bring some dumplings," Jiang Feng said.
"Okay, Xiao Feng, wait a minute. Grandma will pick them up for you. The ones here are green onions and this are radishes. Don't mess them up." Grandma Jiang stood up to get the dumplings for Jiang Feng. "Grandma will help you get them together. ”
"When I deliver the dumplings later, I'll give you Grandma Li some more scallion dumplings. She loves to eat scallion dumplings." Grandma Jiang warned, "How is your grandpa? Are you tired after a busy day?"
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"Grandpa is doing well. I'm doing all the hard work, so I'm not tired." Jiang Feng said.
"That's good. It's cold now. My old bones can't stand this kind of weather. I have to drink two bowls of mutton soup to warm up. Is the mutton soup ready?" Grandma Jiang walked away carrying the dumplings. Fast.
"It's done, Morshek is also done and simmering in the pot." Jiang Feng quickly quickened his pace to keep up with Grandma Jiang's pace.
"What other dishes are ready?" Grandma Jiang asked next.
Jiang Feng felt a little strange but still answered truthfully: "No, the elbow is still stewed in the casserole, and the caramelized yam and crispy apples haven't been cooked yet. Grandpa should be preparing to cook blackened fish with garlic now."
"It's not vegetarian?" Grandma Jiang frowned, "It's either fish or meat. How can it be not vegetarian?"
"Cold cucumbers and shredded radish are both vegetarian," Jiang Feng explained.
Grandma Jiang nodded with satisfaction: "That's pretty much it. How can we do it without some vegetarian food? Aren't there still vegetables? Xiaofeng, you can fry some vegetables later. If you eat too much mutton, you will get tired of it."
After speaking, Grandma Jiang entered the kitchen with a basin.
To Jiang Feng's surprise, the old man was not dealing with the ingredients for braised black fish with garlic. He was chopping apples.
"I'll make the crispy apples, and after you make the dumplings, you can make the shredded yam." The old man said.
Grandma Jiang put down the dumplings and flipped them over with ease. She scooped up a bowl of mutton soup and then stood by the steamer, drinking the soup and staring at the steamer.
"Old man, which bowl is more delicious?" Grandma Jiang asked.
"The bowl with the blue side has stuffed sausage fried in it. It should be almost ready now with onions and cabbage." The old man said.
Grandma Jiang began to scoop vegetables skillfully.
Jiang Feng, who was making dumplings:? ? ?
"Xiao Feng, wait a minute and cut the yam into small pieces. Your grandma and I have bad teeth. It's too big and I can't bite it." Grandma Jiang said while eating the enema.
Jiang Feng:? ? ?
Is this a matter of large and small pieces?
You know, the reason why the glorious and arduous task of carrying crispy apples fell on Grandma Jiang over the years was because she had bad teeth and could not eat them secretly, so she was able to convince the public.
But now it seems that Grandma Jiang is much more skilled than others in stealing food.
Jiang Feng tried to think back and found that Grandma Jiang actually ate when he was making the carrot yam, but she ate less and it was more laborious when eating. This was consistent with her personality of having bad teeth, so everyone has not had it for a long time. Suspect.
"Then...grandma, you...can you bite the crispy apple?" Jiang Feng asked in his soul.
Jiang Feng would never believe that Grandma Jiang's skillful movements meant that she was not a habitual criminal.
Unexpectedly, I never expected that the person in the Jiang family who was the best at stealing food would be Grandma Jiang.
"You can bite it. It's just an apple. What can't be bitten? Xiaofeng, although grandma has bad teeth, she's not that bad." Grandma Jiang said with a smile and looked at the steamer again, "Old man, there's also Which bowl is more delicious? ”
"Your grandma doesn't eat apples." The old man said, "Try the bowl in the middle."
"Xiao Feng, remember to cut into small pieces." Grandma Jiang said with a smile, as if she was ordering food.
Jiang Feng: "...Okay grandma." (End of Chapter)