After the salt is fried, Yu Sheng grabbed the pepper and salt with his bare hands, rubbed the duck skin rhythmically, and made a "rustling" sound in the back kitchen.

"I heard Uncle Shi say that my mother ordered a baby for me when I was a child?" said without looking back for the rest of his life.

Aunt Qing, who was drinking, stopped, glanced at Yu Sheng, and then said, "Yes, and a lot." ”

"Who are they?" asked Yu Sheng curiously, the movements of his hands kept moving, so that even the duck's inner chamber and mouth were not spared.

Aunt Qing, who was flipping through the books and drinking, said, "How do I know, your mother is afraid that you will not be able to marry a daughter-in-law, but whenever a guest brings this child, she must greet her." ”

This mother is true love, but she's too unconfident in her son, right?

"It's not that you don't have confidence, it's that your ugliness when you are young makes people have no confidence. Aunt Qing said.

The duck leg meat is thicker, and it is rubbing it back and forth with salt to let it taste for the rest of its life, and he looks back at Aunt Qing, "As for it?"

"Of course, in front of the public, your mother didn't even dare to say that this was my son, and she blamed me. Aunt Qing said.

However, he didn't treat his mother for the rest of his childhood life, and always drilled into his little aunt's arms, so that his mother often scolded him for having no conscience.

Yu Sheng heard Aunt Qing say, glanced at the little aunt's chest, and then put the duck down with his hand, and measured his hands left and right, it turned out that he had occupied the high ground when he was a child.

didn't wait for the rest of his life to think about it, a chopstick hit the back of the head for the rest of his life, and bounced back into the chopstick cage.

"Go to work, and be careful if you think about it again, I'll beat you. Aunt Qing, whose face was slightly red, looked at him angrily.

"Oh, oh. The rest of his life turned around, from the duck breast, duck back to the duck beak and duck cavity, rubbed with salt until the duck skin "sweated", oozing a lot of water.

At this time, the spice flavors of peppercorns, salt and star anise are also rubbed into the duck's body.

After working for half an hour, he took a big breath and wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead and eyes.

Put the salted duck in the tank and let it sit for about an hour, allowing the salt and pepper to slowly penetrate and further remove the water from the duck.

The rest of his life was just about to cook the guest's lunch, and Aunt Qing, who glanced at him, smiled, "There are salt grains on the forehead and the corners of the eyes." ”

For the rest of his life, he used the large grains of salt of the Great Wilderness, so he could see it on his forehead.

"Really?" Yu Sheng wiped it, not only did he not get it off, but the salt grains on the back of his hand got on it again.

"And. Aunt Qing said, seeing that Yu Sheng's hands were full of salt, she waved him over.

Yu Sheng lay on the table, leaned his face over, Aunt Qing reached out to help him wipe it off, and when she looked down, she saw that Yu Sheng's hands were a little red and swollen.

The salt opponent is very stimulating, let alone rubbing the duck with salt for half an hour.

"Make less of this dish in the future. Aunt Qing said, "You don't have to write it on the menu brand, just enjoy it yourself." ”

Yu Sheng agreed, and Aunt Qing called Wei Zai to come in and help Yu Sheng cook the guests' meals.

Now that Strange is able to take charge of himself, not only is mapo tofu on top of mapo, but other dishes have to be passed on for the rest of his life.

Yu Sheng helped a little beside him, and he was at ease when he saw the strangeness, and followed Aunt Qing out of the back kitchen.

The storyteller couple was telling a story in the lobby, and the black girl was listening to it with relish, holding dates in her hands, eating and listening at the same time.

The mouth is dry, and there is a leaf high feeding tea next to him, which is the price of the black girl who promised not to love him.

The man in black didn't go out today, Niu Er and a group of people surrounded the blind male storyteller and listened with relish, and the snake spirit face was even more upturned Erlang's legs.

Long Ze was also there, glaring at the black girl with bared teeth, eager to tear her to pieces.

The little white fox who was listening next to him saw Yu Sheng come out, jumped off the stool and ran to his feet, circling Yu Sheng.

Knowing that it was thinking about the duck, Yu Sheng said, "It's a lot of work to do, and you can enjoy it at night." ”

The little white fox heard Yu Sheng say this, and returned to the stool with some disappointment to continue listening, it needed something else to attract attention, otherwise it would be very tormented to wait for it.

The story being told is really fascinating.

The blind storyteller today is very hardworking, with a high-pitched voice and full of emotions, telling the story of the rise and fall of a poor city with ups and downs.

I have heard this story for the rest of my life, and the name of the city lord of the poor city is even more familiar.

His name is Hou Yi, he is good at shooting, and he has a poor city in his hands to glory, but his daughter-in-law is not Chang'e, but a fox spirit, which he snatched back.

Later, this vixen hooked up with his subordinates, and finally killed Hou Yi, and became the lord of the poor city himself.

The storyteller's story is told in this paragraph, which is deduced into the story of Pan Jinlian's murder, and everyone who listens to it is indignant.

When the story fell in a bleak tone, the snake spirit face sighed: "The Central Plains, the land of right and wrong." ”

After that, he threw a handful of copper coins to the storyteller, and the startled storyteller hurriedly thanked him.

The snake spirit waved his hand, not daring to look at the woman more, and turned back to ask Yu Sheng: "Shopkeeper, when will you eat?"

"It's coming. The rest of the life said, and saw the woman put away the broken building, and helped the man to put away the broken drum, and then came to him.

There was a soapy scent on her body, and if it weren't for the scars on her face that looked like lime slurry, her life would never have been so adrift.

"Shopkeeper Yu. "The veiled woman saluted the rest of her life.

"You're welcome, just say anything. The rest of his life waved his hand.

He took all the savings of the two of them and promised to help find the bronze mirror. It's just that there is no news, which makes the rest of my life very embarrassed in front of the two of them.

The woman showed out the money wrapped in several layers, and rewarded it with the snake spirit face, "It's my brother's birthday, can you help us make a banquet?"

The blind man in the back groped his way to stand up and nodded to Yu Sheng, "Shopkeeper Yu, I'm tired." ”

"No problem. Yu Sheng stretched out his hand and only took a few, "The difference between birthdays is only one day, this is fate, this is enough." ”

"Shopkeeper Yu..."The woman was about to say more, Yu Sheng, who had already turned around, waved her hand, and threw the copper coin to Aunt Qing and walked into the back kitchen.

The black girl was surprised that Aunt Qing collected the money, and quietly asked Ye Zigao, "It is Aunt Qing who is in charge of the money at the inn?"

Ye Zigao nodded, "She is also the one who pays the salary, so don't keep the 'adult' in charge, but if it is related to money, this is the main one." ”

"Who's stammering?" the black girl kicked Ye Zigao and stood up and walked towards Aunt Qing.

"Hiss", Ye Zigao hugged his legs, and saw the black girl walking to Aunt Qing's side, talking to Aunt Qing with a smile on her face.

This sword fairy not only killed the demon dragon, but also made the adults happily and convincingly hand over the money, and the black girl admired it.

She decided to learn from the experience and strive to make Ye Zigao obediently hand over his wages.

The storyteller and his wife's table dishes are personally handled by Yu Sheng, striving to be as rich as yesterday.

The little white fox was therefore driven out to catch the rabbit, otherwise he would have been wandering around the tank, and he would have eaten the duck now.

While cooking, the rest of my life will bring out the marinade of the duck that will be marinated later.

The best salted duck is marinated with old marinade, but the first time the inn made it, there was no old marinade.

For the rest of his life, salt, spices, green onions, ginger and peppercorns were mixed with new marinade, which naturally became old marinade after a long time.

Almost an hour later, the guests' meals were served, and the duck was taken out and marinated in the marinade for the rest of his life, and then he went out to eat.

It takes another hour to marinate, and after the marinade is done, it has to be hung in a cool and ventilated place to dry, and then it is put into the pot for the final process.

Yes, a saltwater duck is very complicated, but it also makes Aunt Qing look forward to it.