Chapter 272

"Ouchi, where is Ouchi?" Ah Qiu glanced at the gray little wine jar with a stunned face, raised his head and asked curiously.

"Ouchi is forbidden in the palace, you don't even know this?" Huang Li wrinkled his nose and pouted very shyly.

"Huang Li, don't talk nonsense, what is forbidden in the house, this wine is just sent by my father's friend, quite a few years, there are several jars at home, today I heard that Brother He has food here, so I brought a jar." Wu Mei'er's bright eyes turned, and her gaze was on Huang Li's face, and then she opened sideways and said with a smile at He Jinghui.

And Huang Li, who was swept by Wu Meier's rare sharp gaze, couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, pursed his lips, but didn't dare to say anything more.

He Jinghui smiled and stood up, took the wine handed over by Na Qiu and put it on the desk. "That's really thank you Mei'er, I'm still worried that Lin Wanghu, a guy with a big belly, brought so much wine, maybe he just wanted to eat alone."

After Lin Wanghu glared at He Jinghui, he got up with a dry smile and saluted Wu Mei'er. "Miss Wu, don't listen to Lao He's nonsense, although Lin is a good wine, he has never eaten alone."

Wu Meier watched He Jinghui and Lin Wanghu teasing each other, and on the other hand, they quickly skewered the marinated mutton on the bamboo skewers. simply rolled up his sleeves, sat opposite He Jingxuan, and wore bamboo sticks in the same way.

"Be careful, don't prick your hand, such a beautiful girl, it's not good if such a white hand is pricked." Lin Wanghu looks very gentlemanly at the moment.

Wu Mei'er smiled and shook her head. "It's okay, do it yourself, you can eat enough, how am I dressing, Brother He?"

"Yes, Mei'er, you are really good, just take a look." He Jinghui gave Wu Meier a thumbs up, seeing Wu Meier's neat demeanor, He Jinghui couldn't help but think of the scene when Wu Meier lifted her skirt and fished barefoot in shallow water at that time.

is still the graceful and atmospheric woman, still the woman who is not pretentious and pretentious, He Jinghui couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Lin Wanghu saw that He Zaixu and Wu Mei'er were skewering meat there, and even the beauties did it themselves, how could he be embarrassed to put on a paralyzed posture there, so he simply stood up, stood in front of the barbecue rack where the charcoal was burning, snatched the fan in Ah Qiu's hand and began to fan.

And Ah Qiu, Huang Li and Lan Meng also joined the ranks of skewers of meat, although there are many people with great strength, but more than 20 catties of meat, although the five of them skewered their hands are sore.

"Okay, everyone hurry up and clean your hands, I'll bake it, Ah Qiu, you will wash your hands and come over and watch it later, I will teach you how to grill this kind of meat skewer."

"I also want to learn ......" Lan Meng is worthy of being a person who aspires to become a kitchen god, so he hurriedly went to wash his hands, and then stood in front of the barbecue grill, carefully watching He Jingxiao's neat barbecue action.

Turning the meat skewers neatly with one hand, and fanning the fan flexibly with the other hand, controlling the heat, soon, the fat and thin mutton began to slowly change color, and the fat began to emerge, He Jinghui picked up a sprinkle spice tube made of bamboo tubes, and began to make the seasonings made with various spices, salt, and of course, the most important benzoin.

After the seasoning was sprinkled, soon, a strong mixture of meat and fat came to the nose, and everyone invariably took a breath.

Foodie Lin Wanghu almost poked his nose on the meat skewers on the barbecue rack. "Ouch, hey, I said Lao He, what did you put in the ingredients, why is this ordinary kebab so fragrant."

"I'm sorry, keep it a secret for now, and when you taste it, I'll tell you, now you'd better back off for me, lest your saliva drip onto this skewer." He Jinghui said with a smug smile.

Soon, the meat on the skewers gradually turned an attractive burnt yellow, especially the white fat, which began to be firm and crispy. He Jinghui sprinkled some spices again, and then put it on the plate handed by Ah Qiu. "Come on, come on, everyone try it, make sure you taste one and want to taste ten."

"I really don't believe it, this thing ......" Lin Wanghu, who wanted to hit He Jinghui habitually, snorted twice, and took a bite on the meat skewer, the fat and charred mutton on the outside and tender on the inside, as well as the fat that had become crispy, and the taste enjoyment brought by He Jingxuan's secret seasoning, made Lin Wanghu squint his eyes directly intoxicated.

Ah Qiu also had a surprised expression, and after swallowing the first bite of meat, he couldn't help but give He Jinghui a thumbs up with admiration on his face and said convincingly. "This, this is really delicious, this is definitely the best meat skewer I have ever tasted, young master, you are really amazing, you can actually bake such a delicious meat skewer."

"It's really delicious, and the fragrance is very strong, and the fishy smell of mutton doesn't seem to be so strong, the important thing is that this special fragrance is really tempting, Brother He, you are so amazing." Wu Meier didn't finish eating the first skewer of roast mutton that she gave He Jinghui a thumbs up adoringly.

"Well, yes, yes, it's really delicious, Ah Qiu, you are not allowed to rob me! Dignified big guys, are you embarrassed to grab meat skewers with a little woman with me? Come on, Miss eat quickly, it's so delicious......" Huang Li didn't care about praising Young Master He, and had to fight with Ah Qiu for the last two lamb skewers.

"Brother He, you are really powerful, in the Western Regions, I have also used this condiment, but I have never made such a delicious taste, I didn't expect you to be able to do it." After Lan Meng tried hard to swallow the meat in his mouth, his face was serious and serious.

It's as if she's not just a goofy snacker, she's also a good food critic.

"Of course, everyone doesn't have to worry, it's okay right away......" Seeing that these guys were bubbling with oil in their mouths, but their eyes were shining, and they all enjoyed their faces, He Jinghui, who was the producer of mutton skewers, enjoyed this sense of accomplishment and everyone's praise.

It wasn't until the second roast that He Jinghui himself ate the mutton skewers he baked, and when the fat and tender mutton and the burnt fat mixed with the seasoning overflowed in his mouth, He Jinghui himself was so happy that he burst into tears.

It's still that familiar taste, or that familiar craftsmanship, it seems that although I have crossed into this parallel universe, God really did not deprive myself of my favorite way of enjoyment, masturbation, which is popular in the 21st century, the excellent dinner behavior of the Yellow River, will be brought to this parallel universe by himself, and he will definitely be carried forward by himself.

"Brother He, isn't it too spicy, why are your eyes red?" Wu Mei'er couldn't help but ask with concern when she saw He Jinghui eating with tears in her eyes.

"No, I just think this lamb skewer really lives up to my expectations of it, it's so delicious, huh...... We haven't opened the wine yet. ”

Soon, several people ate fragrant mutton skewers, grilled chicken wings, and drank the wine brought by Lin Wanghu and Wu Meier, which was very hilarious.

I ate it until the beginning of the lantern, and the more than 20 catties of meat were wrapped up by He Jinghui and his party and a few servants who had also been busy for a day, and there was nothing left.

"I feel like I'm not good anymore, oh my God, how much meat did I eat today......" Lin Wanghu patted his bulging belly, his expression was very bitter.

"You have eaten at least fifty skewers, even if one skewer is counted as one or two pieces of meat, you have eaten almost five catties of meat, young man, you can really eat it......" After He Jinghui was full, he couldn't help but glance at Lin Wanghu with disdain. This guy is really a classic foodie, and he can eat fifty skewers of mutton skewers.

Of course, He Jinghui naturally had such strength before the crossing, but now, after He Jinghui has eight-pack abs, he has been paying attention to controlling his diet.

Even at today's skewer conference, He Jinghui only made more than 20 skewers, and he controlled his hand with strong willpower and no longer stretched out to those fat sheep fragrant mutton skewers.

Anyway, I still have several catties of benzoin fennel in my hand, as for mutton or something, as long as I want to eat it, I will buy it, when I really want to eat it, I will continue to be hi one day, and I must not eat like Lin Wanghu to roll my eyes, which is really detrimental to the image of a righteous gentleman.