Roasting whole deer is a technical task, and it is very important to master the heat, so in the end, he has to cook it himself, although it is the first time he has done this, but he has a very good grasp of the tenderness of the meat.

"Hand me the bottle of rice wine I brought from China." Wang Hao gently turned the steel drill to heat the two sika deer in perfect balance, he gently brushed the soybean oil on top of the venison, and from time to time used a knife to cut a small cut in the meat.

Wang Hao lightly sprinkled the rice wine he brought, and the wine mist shrouded the venison and began to remove the temperature above, leaving only the fragrance of pine wood.

"Brother, I didn't expect you to have this kung fu, it looks much better than those chefs!" Brad opened the car door and walked out, with a bottle of wine in his hand as a gift.

Su Jing, as the hostess of the ranch, naturally shouldered the responsibility of entertaining guests, she hugged Brad, and said with a smile: "I haven't seen you for a long time, you look much more handsome, is it because of today's clothes?" ”

"Honey, your mouth is so sweet. I'm very happy to see you again, your outfit is simply brilliant, Wang Hao is really a lucky guy. ”

"That's right, I'm often jealous of him, jealous that he has such a perfect girlfriend." Su Jing said humorously, she made a gesture of invitation, "Wang Hao is working part-time as a chef now, so I can't come out until a while, I hope you have a happy night." ”

Brad nodded, he looked at the hot open-air barbecue over there, and couldn't help but say: "Wow, that's how the Chinese grill meat?" ”

"I don't know, because I don't have the opportunity to make this kind of barbecue in China."

Wang Hao took a sharp knife and quickly cut a piece of meat on the front leg of the deer. After putting it on a plate, he handed it to Brad, "Taste it." What do you think of now? ”

Brad was also very cheerful and feasting, not afraid of being burned at all. After he chewed twice, he couldn't help but give a thumbs up: "Obviously there is no taste, but it tastes very tender and delicious, and after swallowing it, a pine fragrance lingers on the tip of the nose." ”

After a while, the rest of Wang Hao's neighbors also rushed over, and each of them brought a different bottle of wine, among which Raphael brought his own wine at the Hunter Valley Winery, Brad brought vodka from his hometown of Russia, and the rest of the people took a whole case of beer. There are also whiskey, brandy, and rum.

In Australia, alcohol is a kind of culture, except for children under the age of 18 who are not allowed to drink, the rest of the men and women, old and weak, have to drink a few glasses.

The most famous in Australia is wine, every household will prepare several bottles, and the most popular is beer.

As a common and popular drink, beer has rich nutritional value and is a necessity for people's livelihood in Australia. Many Australians say firmly: "It's okay to skip meals, but it's okay not to drink beer."

Whether it's in big cities like Sydney or Melbourne. Or some lonely towns in the outback, and when you look up, the first place you find is definitely a bar. One is because of its eye-catching decoration and rich in color, and the other is because it is very lively and lively.

Especially in the hot summer. Bar owners like to set up small tables and chairs on the side of the street, and people will sit casually on the side of the road with a beer in hand.

Before the food was served, the group began to drink the beer as soon as they heard it. They chat about a wide range of topics, from hot news to analyzing stock quotes. One by one, they spoke happily.

The cowboys of the ranch also sat here, and everyone drank together regardless of their status. Smoking together, talking and laughing came far away.

Katie and Luna were busy serving the roasted hare, while Wang Hao served the roasted whole deer on a plate, and the faint aroma of meat permeated the air, making people feel relished.

This game feast was very tasty, and a sika deer weighing dozens of kilograms soon remained as a skeleton.

The soup dumplings also have their own seats, and although they don't eat venison, they have a small glass of whiskey in front of them, which Brad has thoughtfully poured for them, and the little one can't be allowed to sit there all the time.

The soup dumpling stuck out its little tongue and licked it lightly inside the glass, then took a few steps back in great fright, as if stimulated, but after a few seconds it squinted and grinned in enjoyment.

I never knew if cats could drink alcohol, but Wang Hao had seen the appearance of drunkard cats. The soup dumplings drank hesitantly, and in a moment they finished licking the half glass of whiskey.

The soup dumpling seemed to be drunk after half a glass of wine, and it staggered off its chair, then stood its tail up, and walked with one foot deep and one foot shallow, staggering to look particularly funny.

As soon as its front feet went soft, its whole body lay down on the grass, rested its head on the grass, and stretched out its tongue to lick its paws vigorously, and a little drunken cat was born.

The cute appearance of the soup dumplings made everyone laugh, but they didn't expect this cat to like to drink. Wang Hao knocked on the cup, he attracted everyone's attention, and said: "I wish everyone a Merry Christmas, and I hope there will be a chance to get together next year!" ”

He originally wanted to say it, but the little drunken cat soup dumpling staggered to the table, and it accidentally knocked over Wang Hao's tableware on the table, making a crisp sound.

Sniffing the cup with a sensitive nose, the soup bag left Wang Hao's side in disgust, this glass of rum was not what it wanted, it only loved whiskey.

Brad laughed, he shook his cup, and called out to the soup pack, "Little sweetheart, come to me, yes, this is it." Do you want to drink? ”

Sitting on the dining table, the soup bag inadvertently split a fork, hooked the cup with its paws and put it in its arms, stuck out its tongue and drank non-stop.

Not much whiskey had entered its stomach, but before the drunken cat could finish its fun, it spotted Brad, rolled off the table to his feet, and grabbed the leg of his trousers with its paws.

This drunk still wants to drink more, obviously he can't even walk steadily, but he is extremely persistent.

Su Jing was a little worried, she asked Katie beside her in a low voice, after all, Katie had studied veterinary medicine before, "Can cats drink alcohol, will it have any effect?" ”

Katie was also a little unsure, and she said weakly: "It should be fine, as long as you don't drink too much." ”

After tossing Brad for a while, the drunk soup bag obediently leaned back on the edge of the chair and fell asleep, and the appearance of sleeping on his back was particularly cute, which made Wang Hao can't help but chuckle.

Fortunately, everyone finished eating, otherwise this table would not be able to stand it at all, and it would already be a mess of cups and plates. (To be continued......)