Chef Mad Queen

Chapter 1384 Barbecue in Prison
"Ma'am, why didn't you tell me that you recognized Qing Yu?" Feng Qi asked.

Bai Ran only thought it was a trivial matter, and there was no need to make such a fuss: "If you don't let him compete, he will definitely find another way. Don't you know your son's personality?"

Feng Qi looked at Bai Ran, but sighed deeply: "I'm afraid of him... that's all, since this is the case, let him stay in prison for a few days first, Madam has no objection!"

Naturally, Bai Ran had nothing to say, Feng Qingyu was almost used as a knife in his hand, and the truth is now confusing, let him stay in prison first, at least he will not cause trouble again, so she nodded at Feng Qi and said : "It's all up to the husband!"

In this way, Feng Qingyu and Tang Chenyu were deliberately "forgotten" by everyone in the prison, and they were taught a lesson.But who would have thought that the life of these two people in prison is different from what they thought.

"Young Master Feng, please."

"You have quite a lot of things here."

Feng Fengyu and Tang Chenyu were led out of the cell by the crooked jailer, and went to the hall where the guards usually rest and eat. This place is much cleaner than the cell where they stayed. When the light comes, there is a long wooden table in the middle, which looks old and the patina is shiny.On the other side, a pile of charcoal fire was lit, with a kettle on it.It is from there that the continuous heat comes out. In this underground prison, this pile of charcoal fire is the only warmth.

When Feng Qingyu saw the charcoal fire, he squatted beside the charcoal fire and roasted his hands, while Tang Chenyu stood motionless by the table.

"Master Tang, please sit down!"

The one who spoke was another jailer, who looked like a leader, obviously already knew the identities of his two brothers, and his expression was full of respect.

"Is there something wrong?" Tang Chenyu asked cautiously.Why do these people change their faces so quickly now?
"Isn't it cold? I'm afraid that the two spirit chefs will be frozen? So I asked Waizui to invite you two to come and enjoy the fire and keep warm."

While inviting Tang Chenyu to sit down, Old Li winked at one side of his mouth.

"You two have high status, and the younger one doesn't dare to neglect. The meal will be served soon, and this prison meal will definitely not fit into the mouths of the two of you, so I specially brought a few catties of mutton from home, Mr. Li, to give it to you. Everyone, try it."

As he spoke, he brought up the raw mutton and put it on the long table. The guards around him gradually surrounded him.

What is this going to do?
Tang Chenyu was a little puzzled what these people meant.Serving raw mutton for lunch?Besides, although they have different identities, they have nothing to do with these jailers. What is the purpose of their flattery?
For a while, no one spoke, and there was embarrassment in the air.

"Uh, what do you guys want to do, just say it straight." Tang Chenyu said bluntly.

The jailers look at me and I look at you, as if they are a little embarrassed, Tang Chenyu is getting more and more confused by this look.

Feng Qingyu couldn't stand it, and sighed: "Senior brother, you are a real person." He walked to the table with his hands in his hands, looked carefully at the piece of mutton on the table, and couldn't help admiring: "Red and white, Very fresh lamb."

"You are joking. This is the goat raised by my uncle. It was slaughtered today. It is very fresh."

Tang Chenyu felt that the conversation was extremely weird no matter how he heard it, why did it sound like a conversation with the butcher shop owner in the vegetable market?

"How do you want to eat?" Feng Qingyu asked again.

"You can cook whatever you want."

Why is there still food here?

Tang Chenyu looked at Feng Qingyu with a relaxed face, and felt that the situation in front of him seemed to be beyond his imagination.

"Brother, this mutton is more lean than fat, why don't you make a kebab of mutton, it's good to eat in winter."

Feng Qingyu looked at the piece of mutton, and had already decided what to do.Looking up at his senior brother, he still looked out of the ordinary.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Feng Qingyu asked.

"We want kebabs, aren't we?"

"correct."

"At this?"

"correct."

Tang Chenyu felt bitter and couldn't tell.Now he really wants to shake Feng Qingyu's shoulders vigorously, and ask him if he is awake now.

Brother, aren't we here to go to jail?Why are you still working as a barbecue chef now?Barbecue in a dungeon Seriously?
Eyes full of doubts, Feng Qingyu looked at Tang Chenyu like this, couldn't help laughing, and then quickly explained: "Brother, we will definitely be able to go out soon, anyway, it's boring now, just make lunch casually Come on, don't tell me you want to eat that soup-like prison meal."

After listening, Tang Chenyu was still confused.

Feng Qingyu had no choice but to lean into Tang Chenyu's ear, and said: "These jailers have never seen the spirit chef, let alone eat the dishes prepared by the spirit chef. They actually just want to taste the craftsmanship of the spirit chef. .Why don’t you and I follow the trend and treat it as experiencing life.”

After Tang Chenyu listened, he just wanted to complain: What kind of life is this experience?You, young master Feng, have a clear heart, it seems that many people come to this big prison.

But the complaints in my heart were all complaints, and there was still a smile on my face: "kebabs, that's a good idea, junior brother!"

Just do it, the jailers moved the cutting board, and the two chefs began to play.

Tang Chenyu was in charge of handling the meat. He first separated the meat according to fat and lean, and then cut the meat into identical cubes for grilling.

Here, Feng Qingyu also prepared the bamboo sticks.

"The meat is really cut to the exact size. It's worthy of being a spiritual chef."

"This knife is so blunt, it is effortless to use it, it is really powerful."

The jailer next to him was whispering, and when the words reached Tang Chenyu's ears, he even felt a little bit happy.

No, no, no, it must be influenced by this kid Feng Qingyu, you can't be narcissistic, you can't be narcissistic, Tang Chenyu whispered in his heart.

The mutton has no smell, so Feng Qingyu decided to skewer it without marinating it.I saw that he first skewered a piece of lean meat, then picked a piece of fat meat and skewered it in the middle, and then skewered a piece of lean meat on the top, which is called two lean meat and one fat meat.The two of them only worked hard for a while, and they actually made a small half pot.

It can be seen that these jailers often barbecue here, and there are also a lot of sticks on the shelf.After putting it on the rack, Feng Qingyu started to roast directly.

At the same time, he took out the seasoning from the storage bag.Some of these are given by the master. The recipe is exquisite and the taste is complex. It is an excellent partner for barbecue.

First, a handful of salt, Feng Qingyu bundled the skewers in his hand, skewered a handful of mutton into a fan shape, put it on the fire, and first roasted the surface fat until it began to change color.

At this time, he grabbed a handful of salt, moved his wrist slightly, and sprinkled the salt grains on the meat like a goddess scattered flowers.When you're done sprinkling, give it another shake to shake off any excess salt.

At this moment, the surface of the mutton has been grilled to a slight brown color, and the fat in the middle began to ooze oil, and the rich oil dripped onto the charcoal fire below, instantly sparking a cluster of flames.Feng Qingyu calmly took the mutton skewers off the fire, and then began to sprinkle cumin and chili noodles.

Immediately, the aroma of the mutton skewers was like a hook that hooked people to scratch their ears and cheeks.

"Give me, give me a taste."

An old voice came from the cell.

(End of this chapter)