Slaughtering more than a dozen live sheep is not an easy task, and it is not until the sun is about to set that the sheep are disposed of.

By this time, the bonfire had already burned.

The pickled fat sheep was also fixed on the grill by the people of Bishan who had eaten the whole sheep once, and the difference from the last time was that there were obviously fewer cauldrons for boiling soup.

It seems that after following him to taste the sweetness, everyone abandoned the mutton soup and only recognized the roast sheep.

That's right, summer is the season for barbecues.

The whole sheep was roasted by others, and the mutton skewers continued to be handled by Jing Zhe, a senior skewer master, to learn the lesson of being questioned too small by Lu Li last time, and this time he asked people to cut the meat very large.

The meat skewers were grilled on a charcoal fire, the outside was burnt and oily, and Chen Mo on the side began to swallow saliva just by looking at it.

This kind of roasting method is the first time he has seen it, and he has eaten a lot of delicacies from the mountains and seas, but it is clearly not as tempting as this string of meat, just looking at it, his appetite is hooked.

The cinnamon branch next to him is not so leisurely, holding a banana fan, driving away mosquitoes there, Chen Mo can sit so comfortably, it has nothing to do with this.

"Childe, there are too many mosquitoes here, and they all bite me badly. Let's hurry back after eating! ”

The dedicated Gui Zhi only cared about repelling mosquitoes for his young master, and those mosquitoes stung him.

"You have so much blood, what do you get by raising a few mosquitoes?"

There are a lot of mosquitoes in the mountains, especially after dark.

Perhaps it is the blood type, there are few mosquitoes biting Jing Zhe.

So he looked up and teased.

"Then why don't you raise it?"

Gui Zhi was angry, and he didn't look like a little girl.

Jing Zhe smiled and didn't care, "I also want to raise it, but they don't want to eat it, what should I do?" ”

"Childe Mo is as knowledgeable as him, and I am used to it."

Chen Mo pulled Gui Zhi and reproached: "You have been recruiting mosquitoes, and you have not been bitten at home, it has nothing to do with where you are!" ”

"Humph!"

Gui Zhi was still unconvinced, glared at Jing Zhe, twisted his head to the side, and stopped talking.

"Is there any mosquito repellent grass on this mountain?"

Jing Zhe asked.

"Nope."

Han Han shook his head and glanced at Gui Zhi with a little disdain, "There are some big men on the mountain, who would be afraid of biting?" Mosquito repellent grass is something that is left to those mothers-little ladies! ”

seems to think that it is too vulgar to say "girls" in front of outsiders, and Han Han temporarily changed his words, but as long as he is not stupid, he can hear that this is satirizing Gui Zhi's motherhood.

Chen Mo waved his hand, "Childe, don't be so troublesome." Besides, since the bite has bitten, it will not help to find mosquito repellent grass. ”

Jing Zhe nodded, looked at Han Han, and asked, "What nonsense!" This mountain is full of big men? So what is my eldest sister, and she is also a big man? ”

"No, the owner of the village is a woman."

Han Han said with a look of adoration: "But she is stronger than the masters, and she won't use that mosquito repellent grass!" ”

“……”

……

Without speculating for more than half a sentence, Jing Zhe felt that the skewers were more suitable for him.

In a few moments, the first batch of skewers was grilled.

Looking at the meat skewers with a golden surface and a fresh aroma, Chen Mo couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Seeing this, Jing Zhe smiled and handed over the meat skewers, "Brother Chen, how does it taste!" ”

"Thank you!"

Chen Mo only said these two words, then grabbed a meat skewer and stuffed it into his mouth, which seemed a little out of place with his gentle and elegant style.

"How?"

"Well... Eat! ”

Chen Mo squeezed out two words from between his teeth, and when he swallowed all the meat in his mouth, he took out a silk handkerchief from his clothes, wiped the oil stains from the corners of his mouth, and stuffed them back into his clothes.

Everything is done very naturally, so that people can't feel the slightest sense of disobedience after watching it.

"I can't imagine it!"

Chen Mo sighed: "Ah Kun Gongzi has excellent poetry and calligraphy, and he is proficient in makeup, ice making and acting are also good, I didn't expect even his cooking skills to be so good, I really can't imagine what Gongzi can't!" ”

Seeing that his master looked at a man with such adoring eyes for the first time, Gui Zhi suspiciously grabbed a meat skewer and sent it to his mouth.

"I don't believe it—why is it so delicious?"

Gui Zhi took a bite, and he completely fell, and he didn't care about anything else, and he and his master one by one, one after another, and they were very happy to eat.

Jing Zhe said to Han Han while roasting: "The wine in the vat in the house should be almost frozen, find someone to take out the wine and share it with the brothers, so that everyone can taste the taste of ice wine!" ”

"Okay, I'll go!"

Han Han agreed, and ran away.

Jing Zhe grilled all the meat skewers in his hands, sat down next to Chen Mo, and handed the meat skewers over.

"I don't eat it... Hiccup..."

Chen Mo covered his mouth and burped, waved his hand and said, "Childe's craftsmanship is so good, I want to eat more, but it's a pity that my stomach is not angry, and I really can't hold it." ”

Jing Zhe also ate one himself, and his hand bypassed Chen Mo and handed it to Guizhi.

"What about you?"

"Hiccup, I'm full, too!"

Gui Zhi patted his stomach and exclaimed: "Ah Kun's craftsmanship is actually better than the imperial chef in the palace!" ”

"What is a royal kitchen?"

Jing Zhe smiled disdainfully, "This son will know a lot more than the imperial chef!" ”

Suddenly he thought of something again, and tilted his head to look at Gui Zhi: "It's the same as if you have eaten the food cooked by the imperial kitchen." ”

"Of course I'm—"

Gui Zhi said halfway, paused for a while, and then said again: "I haven't eaten it, but if you think about it, you can guess that such a delicious food in the world can't be made by those imperial chefs!" ”

"Well, you little guy has a good eye, just like you."

Jing Zhe laughed and teased, one hand on Chen Mo's shoulder.

Chen Mo's body stiffened, and his brain short-circuited instantly.

After a while, I relaxed a little, but my heart was extremely nervous, and I didn't dare to come out.

Fortunately, Jing Zhe only put it on his shoulder for a while, and then removed his hand, Chen Mo watched Jing Zhe take a big skewer, and couldn't help but have a strange idea in his heart: It seems that it is also excellent to catch him in the palace and cook for himself!

He shook his head and smiled bitterly.

If such a talented person is arrested and cooked for him, all the people in the world don't know how to poke him in the back!

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