Chapter 640 Roast Lamb in Progress
“Wow, why are there so many? This is more than what my family uses in a year.”
Chen Ze saw Zhang An holding a The big bag of condiments made his eyes widen.
"This is not a lot. Didn't you see that when Zhou Yang and others prepare banquets for people, they always use pots? If you have such a big sheep, if you don't make enough, it won't taste good at all. I didn’t even care about your request for money, you still think it’s too much, just leave.”
Zhang An rolled his eyes at this guy, always feeling that this guy got an advantage and acted like a good boy.
"Where's Qi Qi, don't you want to take him with you?"
Chen Ze did not leave in a hurry, but stretched his head and looked at home, looking for little Siqi.
"Why take him there? Just let him stay at home with his mother. You can only bring him here to be naughty."
Chen Ze's place should be full of adults. Zhang An thinks that his son There's nothing much to do if you take it there, so you might as well leave it at home, with the little tigers and the others accompanying it.
“Of course I’ll take him over to eat roast lamb together, Qiqi likes these things the most.”
Chen Ze couldn't remember anything else, but he clearly remembered Xiao Siqi's foodie hobby.
“That’s not enough time. A sheep as big as yours will have to be roasted at night.”
Such a big sheep weighs more than sixty kilograms even if it is slaughtered. , it will take two hours just to marinate, and it will take even longer to bake, and it will definitely not work if it takes less than four or five hours.
"Let's go then. I'll come over and lend him money when the roasting is done in the evening. Otherwise, he will hold a grudge and say that Uncle Chen didn't call him when roasting the lamb. Then I will be wronged."
Chen Ze grinned. Although he was just joking, it was already pretty good for people to remember the little guy.
Arrived at Dongli Courtyard, Zhang An followed Chen Ze into their courtyard one after another, and sure enough he saw many people inside.
After a brief count, there were about ten men and women together, of which men accounted for the majority.
Only then did Zhang An understand why Chen Ze chose such a big sheep.
"Where is Grandpa Chen? Aren't you at home?"
Zhang An asked without seeing Mr. Chen.
"The old man must be at Grandpa Ding's place. This is the time when the two of them are duking it out. He probably won't come back until dinner in the evening."
Chen Ze spread his hands and said as usual.
Their old man and Ding Yi's grandfather have been friends for a lifetime. Now that they are in their old age, it would be best if they could get together.
"Zhang An, let me introduce to you. They are all my friends in the provincial capital. This is Cheng Peng, this is Jin Wen, this is..."
After entering the courtyard, Chen Ze introduced each other to all of them.
But during the introduction, they just introduced their names. It was not as detailed as the introduction of Ding Yi and the others when they came here for the first time.
Zhang An is not a fool. From this, he can see that the relationship between these people and Chen Ze has not reached the level of Ding Yi.
This group of people came here at this juncture, probably just for the hotel that Chen Ze is currently building.
"Everyone, everyone who has come from afar can spend a few more days here. Although it is not as bustling as the provincial capital, it will definitely satisfy everyone."
Zhang An and I greeted everyone without being distant or getting too close,
"That's for sure. I really like it here. There is no noise from the cars in my ears. It is much quieter than the provincial capital."
A man named Cheng Peng, He also responded to Zhang An with a smile.
"Let's all have fun, I'll pickle that sheep."
I don't know why, although this group of people were all smiling and chatting, Zhang An could feel It's not like the first time I met Ding Yi and the others when I reached the obvious boundary.
This is obviously a problem with the circle, but Zhang An didn't think too much about it. He would not forcefully integrate into others.
So Zhang An didn’t continue chatting with them, and just treated it as helping Chen Ze this time.
After mixing the sauce, Zhang An began to give the fat little sheep a full-body massage.
After wiping, kneading, patting, pinching, etc., this massage is complete.
"Old Chen, you can light the charcoal fire."
More than an hour later, Zhang An asked Chen Ze to start burning charcoal.
"Isn't it too early to bake it now? Didn't you say it needs to be marinated for two or three hours?"
Chen Ze took out a brand new firebox and asked doubtfully.
"It needs to be marinated for two or three hours, but it doesn't take long to burn the charcoal. You can't roast the lamb over an open fire later. That won't work."
Zhang An didn't have to think twice to know that this guy definitely wanted to roast it over an open fire. If he really did that, what would come out would be charcoal, and a good sheep would be wasted.
"That's it, then I'm going to light a fire now."
Listening to Zhang An's words, Chen Ze realized that grilling can only be done by burning the charcoal.
But you can’t blame him, after all, he was not exposed to these things before.
When eating out, you basically just pay and wait for others to serve.
Even though Zhang An’s house was grilled several times later and he was called out to him, it was only after the grill was done that he came over. I don’t know whether this is normal.
After the charcoal fire in the firebox changed from open flame to dark flame, the little lamb was almost completely marinated.
"Okay, let's start roasting."
Zhang An made two cuts on the lamb with a knife, and asked Chen Ze to bring the fork for roasting the lamb.
“Here, here you go, this should be big enough.”
Hearing this, Chen Ze went out and came back carrying a two-meter-long steel fork.
“Yes, this fork is good, and it even comes with two stainless steel mesh pads.”
Zhang An nodded with great satisfaction, this one that cost money is different, compared to the one at home. Much better.
The two stainless steel mesh pads can hold the whole sheep without worrying about the minced meat falling off.
And Zhang An feels that this thing is most suitable for grilling fish, and he can come over and use it later.
After putting the sheep on the steel fork, Chen Ze couldn't wait to carry it out.
However, the steel fork itself has some weight, and with this little fat sheep weighing more than 60 kilograms, although Chen Ze is an adult man, he is not as strong as a farmer, so it is very difficult to carry it.
"Okay, let me do it."
Zhang An smiled and reached out to take it, otherwise he would probably be out of breath by the time he got it outside.
Putting on the grill, Zhang An said a few words to the others while rotating the little lamb being roasted from time to time.
Half a day later, the little lamb in the oven had turned from white and tender to golden and oily. At the same time, an attractive fragrance wafted out, and soon filled the entire yard.
“Wow, this tastes amazing. I’ve just eaten not long ago, but just smelling the smell of the roasted lamb makes my stomach start to drum.”
Others were still excited. Everyone was sitting far away playing their own thing, but when they smelled the roasting lamb, they all gathered around the grill.
“I’m the same way. If it smells so good, wouldn’t it taste even more delicious? Brother Zhang An, how long will it take to bake? I can’t wait.”
Jin Wen is the most down-to-earth among the group of people. While sniffing and smelling the fragrance, he lowered his head to take a look at the sheep in the grill. "Hahaha, then you may be disappointed. The roasting of this lamb is only half done. It will take at least two hours to roast it properly."
There were many people watching them, so Zhang An simply opened the lid of the grill to let them have a thorough look. Anyway, there was no smoke coming out of the grill now.
"Hey, just looking at this golden sheepskin, I can't stop drooling. Can't you eat it now?"
Jin Wen looked at the roasted golden lamb, his eyes His eyes widened suddenly, as if he had taken the shape of a roasted lamb.
"It's not good yet. Even though it's baked like this on the outside, it's still bright red on the inside. If you don't believe it, look at it."
Zhang An shook his head and said, and then pressed the knife on the roasted lamb. After making a cut, it turned out that the inside was still very bright red, no different from raw meat.
"Okay, just wait and wait. To be honest, I didn't expect Brother Zhang An's roasting skills to be so good. I have eaten roasted whole lamb in other places before. The smell is amazing. The smell is not as good as now."
Jin Wen pretended to rub his stomach and sat next to Zhang An and said.
After this interruption, the two became more familiar with each other than before.
Mainly because of his unpretentious appearance, Zhang An felt a little fond of him.
“Haha, this is not because of my skill. The reason why it is so fragrant is that the meat of this lamb is very good, and the seasoning used for marinating is high-quality. Even if someone else knows how to roast lamb It’s the same for people.”
Zhang An’s words are not modest, but the truth. His sheep roasting skills are not very good, that is, he is better than beginners, and his control of the heat is not good. Be more appropriate.
As for other shortcomings, the advantages of the ingredients and seasonings directly make up for it.
"Come on, come on, aren't you bragging about yourself when you say this? The sheep are raised by your family, and the seasonings are prepared by you. In the end, don't you just want to say that your roasted lamb is roasted? Okay."
Hearing this, Chen Ze rolled his eyes in a similar manner.
When the others heard this, they couldn't help laughing.
More than an hour later, it was around five o'clock in the afternoon.
The fragrance in the yard is getting stronger and stronger, and everyone in the yard can't help it anymore. They keep wandering in the yard, and come to the grill from time to time to take a look.
“Hey, I’ve only been away from home for a long time, and you’ve already made delicious food, and it’s all your fault.”
At this time, Mr. Chen also came back from outside, smelling The scent came directly to the yard.
"Hey, Grandpa Chen is back."
Seeing the old man, Zhang An quickly said hello.
The others were also very respectful towards the old man.
“Smelling this smell makes even a saint have no intention of playing chess. I was wondering just now who in our courtyard was making delicious food. I was about to go look for it, but I didn’t expect it was me. At home."
After nodding in response to everyone, Mr. Chen came directly to Zhang An's side.
"How long will it take for this to be ready? The glutton in your belly, Grandpa Chen, has already begun to make trouble."
"If they are all baked, I estimate there will still be a few hours, but The meat is almost thin. If you want to eat it now, I will cut some off first."
Zhang An pricked several places with a knife before saying to Mr. Chen.
"Then cut some first and enjoy it for your taste. If you wait another hour, it will be a torment. Didn't you see that these little guys can't sit still waiting."
After hearing this, Mr. Chen agreed without saying a word.
So Zhang An picked some roasted places and cut a dozen kilograms of them into pieces.
"Come on, come on, don't be polite. It's rare for a boy like Zhang An to do anything, so come here and have a try."
Mr. Chen picked up the large square plate and shouted at everyone.
"Grandpa Chen, just let me serve it."
Seeing this, Cheng Peng quickly stepped forward and took the square plate of mutton from the old man's hand.
The others were not polite. Each person took a piece, blew on it twice, and couldn't wait to put it in his mouth.
“His, it’s so hot, but it’s really delicious.”
Without exception, it received praise from everyone.
The old man is old. Although he can eat some big meat now, he can't eat too much.
So after eating a little, he went back to the house. Aunt Li had already prepared dinner for him.
As for the young people in the yard, their eyes were fixed on the whole sheep. It was impossible to eat. They must eat the mutton with an empty stomach.
While they were eating, the rest of the food was cooked on the grill.
"Come on, give in, give in, give in."
Zhang An carried the whole sheep to the big table in the yard, disassembled it and placed it on the square plate that Aunt Li had prepared a long time ago.
Chen Ze walked over with a knife. While cutting the mutton, he divided half of it into another square plate and asked Aunt Li to take it away.
More than sixty kilograms of mutton, the people present would definitely not be able to finish it. It was going to be sent to the homes of Ding Yi, Zhang An and Li Hongbin.
"Come on, come on, how can you eat meat without drinking wine?"
When Aunt Li went to deliver mutton to each house, Chen Ze came out with a jar of wine and shouted. road.
“Hiss, what kind of wine is this? It’s so fragrant.”
Those who knew how to drink took the initiative to take a glass and just took a sip. Cheng Peng, the oldest among the crowd, immediately spoke. He asked, he seemed to be a good drinker too.
"Hey, is this wine good?"
Chen Ze did not answer immediately, but smiled and asked.
"It's not just good, it's a fine wine. It's no worse than the bottle of twenty-year-old wine that my dad treasures. Tell me where you got it."
Cheng Peng heard this, He didn't hesitate with his words and kept asking about the origin of the wine.
"Hahaha, it's far away in the horizon but right in front of you."
Then Chen Ze stopped beating around the bush and glanced at Zhang An and said.
This jar of wine was given to him by Zhang An before.
"Close in front of you? Could it be Zhang An?"
Cheng Peng didn't react at first, but after a few seconds, he looked at Zhang An and said in disbelief.
“Yes, this wine was brewed by Zhang An himself. Not only did he use ancient recipes, but the material was also very rare blood rice. I got this jar from him.”
This time Chen Ze did not beat around the bush and nodded directly.
"Brother Zhang An, did you really make this wine yourself? Is there any more? I want to buy some. My father and my grandfather are both good wine people. I believe they will like it."
After getting the answer, Cheng Peng immediately approached Zhang An and made a direct offer to buy.
(End of this chapter)