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Chapter 292 Delicious Roast Duck

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Huang Zhicai came over quickly and brought his own tools.In fact, it’s nothing, just a small brush for oiling, a set of knives in a bag, a box of charcoal and a few bags of sweet noodle sauce.

At the beginning, Liu Fugui didn't pay much attention to it. At most, he thought that Lao Huang's set of props should be quite exquisite.But after seeing the Japanese engraved on the knife, he knew that this set of props was probably expensive.

"I found this when I was young, and it has never been of much use. I heard that Lao Zhao and the others had a lot of fun at your place, and the food was delicious. I just came here to hang out with you when I have nothing to do. "Huang Zhicai said with a smile.

"Old Huang, do you really have the skill of roasting duck in a braised oven? I heard that roasting duck in a braised oven is harder than a hanging oven." Zhao Jinrong joked.

"You look down on people, don't you? It's incomparable to those authentic master chefs, but we know a lot of small and small crafts. Let alone roast duck in the braised oven, we dare to do it even if it's roasted whole lamb." Huang Zhicai said with a smile.

"Fugui, if you believe me, let's roast that duck, otherwise one duck will definitely not be enough. Your duck is pretty good, it's quite fat, and it's easy to roast."

"Okay, then please trouble Brother Huang to roast it." Liu Fugui nodded with a smile.

"Dad, is the roast duck delicious?" There was a lot of excitement here, and then Lele also came over, leaving her "Little Red" fish aside for the time being.

"Of course it's delicious. Roasted chicken wings are delicious, and Huangda's roasted duck will also taste very good." Liu Fugui said while stroking the little guy's head.

"Brother Huang, tell me, let me learn a skill too. When Lele wants to eat, I can bake one for him at home."

"Haha, there's nothing difficult about this, and it's not as evil as rumored outside." Huang Zhicai said with a smile.

"My craft is quite famous. I learned it from an old master in Bianyifang back then. Of course, I am just getting started. After all, I am just delicious."

"There are two duck restaurants in Beijing, the hanging oven in Quanjude, and the stewing oven in Bianyifang. Although the roasting techniques are somewhat different, the difference in taste is not very big."

"When there was no duck feeding method earlier, lake ducks were used. Later, with duck feeding, lake ducks were gradually replaced."

"Grilling in a stewing oven without open fire, more emphasis on experience. The serious chef directly tests the temperature in the oven with his hands, and closes the oven when it is almost ready. The roasted duck has crispy skin, tender meat, and is delicious."

"My experience is not so good. I have to brush some oil on the outside of the duck. Then it may be a little old when it comes out of the oven. It is better to be old than tender. After all, it has been a long time since I have done it. Yours is a new oven, so it is not so good. Easy to grasp."

"Daddy Huang, can I brush the oil for you?" Seeing Huang Zhicai oiling the duck, Lele found it very interesting.

What else to say, just give the little guy a small brush.Xiao Lele stood there seriously, brushing carefully with a small brush.

After brushing for a while, the little guy ran into the house again.After a while, he brought out a small jar of honey, poured some into the small bowl on the side, then took a small brush to dip it in, and then brushed.

Everyone saw it too, but no one stopped it.Anyway, I eat at home, so the little guy can play however he wants.

The charcoal was put in the stove, and after lighting the fire, Huang Zhicai took out two iron hooks and hung them on the duck's neck.

"Because it's a new furnace, it needs to be baked with charcoal fire for a while to absorb the moisture in the furnace." Huang Zhicai said with a smile.

"But you seem to be living a beautiful life recently? It's too boring. If you don't say a word to me, I can come over and join in the fun with you."

"Brother Huang, we are all busy here, but you are a busy person. By the way, which restaurant are you in now?" Liu Fugui asked with a smile.

Huang Zhicai shook his head with a smile, "Let's take a break for a year, and go around and taste local delicacies. At this age, work is actually a pleasure."

"Deyuelou wanted to invite Lao Huang back, but a good horse would not turn back, and Lao Huang did not agree." Zhao Jinrong added on the sidelines.

"Oh, I'm to blame for this." Liu Fugui said hastily.

Huang Zhicai patted him on the shoulder, "What does it have to do with you? Without you, there must be other things. To them, we are all negligible little people."

"We have our way of life. It's better than anything else to live happily. Especially at my age, the money in my hand is enough for the elderly. Even if I am sick, I don't need to talk to the children. This is enough. gone."

"Dad, can I eat potatoes?" Lele, who was looking at the stove, ran to Liu Fugui's side again.

"The fire here is not good, but we can study it in the future and use this stove to roast sweet potatoes for you." Liu Fugui patted the little guy's head.

To Zhao Jinrong and the others, they were speechless. This is a roast duck stove, and it was actually used to roast sweet potatoes.But if you think about it carefully, it seems that there is nothing wrong with it.

Anyway, there is a lot of time, and the big guys are not in such a hurry.Huang Zhicai threw some straw into the stove again, just to use the smoke of the straw to smoke in the stove.

Seeing that there was a leak and smoke coming out of the stove, Liu Changguo quickly repaired it.

"In fact, don't look at it as roast duck in a braised oven. The real old craft uses straw. It's just that I can't make it. I can't master it well, so I can only use charcoal." Huang Zhicai continued.

"Fugui, anyway, your family has a lot of ducks and straw, so you can study it slowly in the future. I think it's really nothing, it's all a matter of practice."

"Brother Huang, what you said is simple. Let me stew a dish, because you don't have to watch the fire, the more you stew, the more delicious it will be." Liu Fugui said with a wry smile.

I am a wild cook myself, the reason why the stew is so good is because of the existence of beads.If there are no beads, it will not be as delicious as my mother's stew.

After thinking about it for a while, Liu Fugui took out his phone, and took a few photos of the oven and the duck beside him.It was very ostentatious, so I sent it to Chen Yarong.

Not to mention the second reply, it was accompanied by a bunch of angry expressions.Then I also sent him a bunch of photos, a lot of books and papers on the big desk.

Liu Fugui was very happy, and felt that he had gained the upper hand in the struggle with Chen Erya.He didn't want to think about how old he was, and he was still fighting with Chen Erya.

Lele saw the excitement, took the phone and sent out a video invitation skillfully, not caring whether Chen Yarong wanted to review her homework.

Then Xiao Lele hugged her mobile phone, talking non-stop in her small mouth, and introduced her three "little reds" to Chen Yarong by the way.

(End of this chapter)