National Tide 1980.

Chapter 597
Zhu'er, who often played skewers in his previous life, did not brag about his skills.

As he slowly fanned the flames, Ning Weimin's first batch of grilled dozens of mutton skewers was soon completed.

It's sizzling and oily, browned and crispy!
Especially because of the sprinkling of cumin and chili, the aroma of his kebab is very characteristic and very attractive.

The smell is much stronger than the grilled meat cooked by pine wood.

Needless to say, at this time, the only ones who are qualified to taste the first bite are the two old men.

Ning Weimin hurriedly asked Luo Guangliang and Zhang Shihui to take the plates, and asked them to present several skewers to each of Kang Shude and "Zhang Dashao".

If you are an ordinary person, you may have some concerns when you see the red chili powder on the mutton skewers.

After all, Sichuan cuisine has not been very popular in the capital these years, and the people in the capital are generally afraid of spicy food.

But these two old men are well-informed masters, and they have eaten and seen a lot, so this spicy point is nothing to them.

Without any hesitation, the two picked it up and took a bite.

As a result, after eating, Kang Shude's eyes lit up first.

Obviously he was greatly surprised.

But probably because of "Zhang Dashao"'s face, the old man was too embarrassed to directly praise the apprentice, so he could only express his happiness very implicitly.

"Well, this taste is quite special, and the meat is not too hard roasted, and I can still chew it. I said, how dare you play tricks? This is another hidden hand. And it's well hidden..."

Even "Zhang Dashao" nodded frequently, and said, "Well, the heat is just right, fat and thin, not greasy or greasy. Your condiment... Hey, it's interesting."

At this time, Luo Guangliang and Zhang Shihui, who had been waiting anxiously for a long time, were no longer polite, and each picked up a few skewers, and then ate them happily.

Luo Guangliang said little, he just gave a thumbs up and applauded with his actions.

On the contrary, Zhang Shihui praised happily, and all the "rainbow farts" came out of his mouth.

"Wei Min, the meat skewers you grilled are amazing! With just the charcoal fire flavor and this condiment, the mutton can taste like yours. It's amazing! Anyway, for me, there is no other There is nothing more satisfying than eating this kind of kebab. If there is, it is to eat this kebab and have another bite! Come on, my buddy respects you!"

Ning Weimin took a sip with him, then handed Sun Wufu a few skewers.

Sun Wufu was originally very afraid of the pepper red on the meat skewers.

It can be seen that everyone ate deliciously and gave good reviews, so they went all out.

As a result, he didn't regret it once he ate it.

This hot taste reveals a kind of alternative, captivating beauty.

As soon as he ate it, he couldn't let go.

Even though it was so spicy, he still couldn't stand it, and if he didn't pay attention, the iron sticks burned marks on both sides of his mouth.

But I still had to inhale, and said with a sigh, "It smells so good! It's delicious!"

At this time, let's look at Ning Weimin again, he is in high spirits and fired up the second round.

With his left hand, he fanned a big cattail fan back and forth, and with his right hand, he skillfully and evenly sprinkled fine salt on the mutton skewers.

It's really elated, Niu Dafa.

The most irritating thing is the boastful words in his mouth, which sounds so irritating.

"How about it? As far as my kebabs are concerned, everyone has to agree. If you eat one skewer, you want two skewers, and if you eat two skewers, you want ten skewers!"

"Why? Because this food has to be in line with people's temperament and taste. Didn't my Uncle Kang say just now that barbecue makes people feel the simplicity and roughness of the grassland, and even Fan Kui draws his sword and eats pork legs. heroism."

"As the saying goes, 'Yanzhao is a generous and tragic man'. The food in our capital, especially the barbecue, should have a little bit of desert wind and sand. How can we blindly pursue exquisiteness and tenderness?"

Look, isn't this a challenge!
What does this mean?
It is nothing more than that although his barbecue is rough, it is a food that shows the blood of a man, and it is better than the tender roasted meat.

Although the seasoning of "Zhang Dashao" is good, the finer it is, the less masculine it is.

Not surprisingly, "Zhang Dashao" couldn't stand his madness.

The old man was eating the second skewer, so he put it down immediately, and poking his eyes, he tapped his nose with his finger.

"Hey, wait a minute, don't brag. As far as your cooking method is concerned, there is a problem. To make delicious dishes, it is important to put the seasoning first and then put it aside."

"Salt, for example, should be used to cook things that are not easy to rot. Especially white meat, if you put salt first, the protein will shrink, and the taste will not be good."

"Another example is adding garlic. Put the garlic out later, such as roasting eggplant. The fish should be slaughtered alive, but you can't cook it right away. The fish will harden when it dies, and it will become soft after a period of time. Wait for it to be cooked after it is soft. It tastes good."

"You obviously sprinkled the salt early. You should be the last to sprinkle the salt..."

To be honest, Ning Weimin has no doubts about the professionalism of "Zhang Dashao".

But at this time, he is neither willing to bow his head, but also has reasons to prevaricate, how can he be humble and be taught?
So he curled his lips, "Old man, what's the matter with you? It's not about picking bones, just a handful of salt. Didn't I just say that barbecue requires roughness."

"I also told you that there must be seasoning for my barbecue. This meat is delicious no matter how it is grilled. If you don't believe it, let's try it."

"Even if you just bring me anything. It doesn't matter what green peppers, garlic, or even steamed buns. As long as you sprinkle it with my seasoning, it will be delicious on the grill. This is called a trick, and I eat it all over the world... "

As for this provocation, "Zhang Dashao" has not yet said anything.

Kang Shude was already unhappy, the old man just stared at Ning Weimin.

"Look at you kid, you're crazy, and you've got the old habit of stinking again, don't you? Master Zhang kindly pointed out to you, you don't say thank you, but you pretend to be big. I don't know how much I weigh? Without Master Zhang, What else is there in your 'Altar Palace'?"

As soon as the master spoke, Ning Weimin immediately became ashamed.

However, what he didn't expect was that "Zhang Dashao" actually helped him speak up.

"Hey, old brother, I'm serious. I can't really say that this altar was supported by me alone. You are still very capable as an apprentice. Other people can't make it like this."

"Actually, he must have fulfilled me. Otherwise, wouldn't the whole capital be full of court food that went astray? What's the use of this little thing in my stomach? It's really rotten in my stomach."

"As for the seasoning, he's right. It's really delicious to roast lamb with this seasoning. After all, this is the authentic Uighur barbecue spice. Few of us here recognize cumin."

"It's like the authentic pancake fruit in Jinmen. It can't be short of prickly grains. Sprinkling it can not only remove the beany smell, but also have a unique fragrance. He can find it, and it can be matched and used in such a reasonable way. It's not easy..."

In the end, as soon as the word "cumin" caught his ears, Ning Weimin couldn't help being surprised.

He really didn't expect that "Zhang Dashao" is really a know-it-all in the kitchen, it seems that there is nothing he doesn't know about food.

In that case, wouldn't it be him playing big swords in front of Guan Gong again?
But what was even more unexpected was that his dream came true as soon as his mind wandered here.

The old man said with a smile, "However, compared to my condiments, I'm afraid it's a bit worse."

Following him, the chef took out a small glass bottle from his pocket, shook it and said.

"I originally prepared the dry dipping sauce for the grilled pork, and I also let it be a little natural. What I eat is light and then heavy, so I haven't had time to take it out. I didn't expect you to use it to roast the meat first. Since you said that the food like barbecue is worse than rough, let’s compare it? Is your simple taste better, or my dozens of seasonings are better? How about it? Man? "

man?
My pussy fuck me!
Ning Weimin felt that his face might be swollen, so he quickly shook his head.Admit it.

"No, no, since you have said this, I believe that you have this ability! Well, I'd better not to humiliate myself. But I'm surprised, how do you know about cumin? Don't you Ever been to the Northwest Side?"

"I've been there. But even if I haven't been there, I know cumin."

"Zhang Dashao" paused, and the answer he gave was both surprising and reasonable.

"Don't forget, during the reign of Qianlong in the Qing Dynasty, he fought with Zhuo, Daxiao and Zhuo, and even took in a concubine of the Uighur nationality. Cumin was brought into the court by Uighur chefs at that time, but it was called wild fennel at that time. That’s all. Since then, there have been more Uighur-style barbecues in palace barbecues, and this is the indispensable seasoning. The things in my bottle, in terms of historical origin, are the seasoning recipes that the concubine enjoyed back then. I don’t know if it’s yours or mine. Is this better?"

Ning Weimin rolled his eyes because of being squeezed out, his face started to hurt, just like the feeling of pepper powder sprinkled on his face.

"Come on, my master Zhang. I'm just telling you this, am I still not convinced? Xiangfei has moved out? You are amazing..."

But I didn't expect to be trained just like this.

Kang Shude was annoyed when he heard this.

"What kind of concubine Xiang? Nonsense again, where did Qianlong marry a concubine Xiang? The only concubine with the Ministry is Concubine Rong."

And when Ning Weimin was scolded by his master, "Zhang Dashao" also moved.

This old man is really competitive,

He went straight to get a handful of meat skewers brought by Ning Weimin, sprinkled some seasoning on this bottle, and grilled it on the charcoal fire.

Not to mention, the smell of meat wafting from the meat skewers this time is obviously more attractive than Ning Weimin's grilled ones.

So all the young people waited eagerly, and Ning Weimin's grilled skewers turned out to be a bit unsavory.

Even Ning Weimin himself couldn't care less about being disappointed, all he could think about was this string, how delicious it was.

What's more, the tourists in the outer corridor of Beishenchu ​​were all attracted.

As long as anyone smells this smell, almost all of them will be hooked.

They looked around one by one, looking for them curiously.

Where did this smell of meat come from?

Could it be that there is still a restaurant in the park?
Soon, a child was heard crying.

And it was a heart-piercing howl.

"Rourou, I want to eat Rourou, no bread, no..."

(End of this chapter)