Zhou Wenqiang is like an artist, paying attention to details and tirelessly.

After seeing that the charcoal in the fire pit has been changed from an open flame to a dark fire, the processed suckling pig is gently hoisted into the pit.

Unlike those barbecues made in batches on Hong Kong Island, you don't care about putting the roast suckling pig directly into it, but holding the fire-resistant hanging rope tied to the pig's nose with your hand and lifting it slowly.

Let the suckling pig constantly change its position in the charcoal fire, and at the same time carefully observe the skin color of the suckling pig, and occasionally gently shake the sling rope left and right to fully ensure the uniformity of the fire.

After doing this for half an hour, a layer of fine sweat appeared on Zhou Wenqiang's forehead.

This is also the characteristic of the ancient method of roasting suckling pig, unlike the current barbecue masters on Hong Kong Island, who will only consider the heat and time, but will not apply fire to each roast goose and roast pig according to their aptitude, not to mention the more advanced 'smell and smell', and rectify the food in the slightest.

This means that his basic attributes have reached the third level, and his physical fitness far exceeds that of ordinary people, otherwise even if he gets the inheritance of the ancient roast suckling pig, his physical strength will not be able to support it.

Looking at the time and the skin color of the suckling pig in the pit, and seeing that the charcoal in the fire pit had turned from a dark fire to embers, and only a little residual heat was left, Zhou Wenqiang fixed the sling on the cross wooden frame temporarily added at the mouth of the pit.

Then cover the wooden frame with a layer of dry lychee wood, roast the suckling pig has to go through the last smothering process, this stage takes not long, about fifteen minutes, the purpose is to make the suckling pig finally taste, the mellow meat aroma and elegant lychee wood aroma into one.

At this moment, in Liu Fu's back garden, full of mouthwatering suckling pig aroma, Liu Fu sniffed deeply, his face was full of intoxicated expressions, and he couldn't help wiping his saliva and said: "That's the taste!"

Wen Qiang, this is the taste of Fu Sir's dream.

Forty years, forty years!

I remember when I was a child, in the days when I was in my hometown to pay tribute to the gods, I once accidentally ate such a roast suckling pig, only that time......"

Qi Weiwen also swallowed his saliva, without the consciousness of being a beautiful woman, he couldn't help but walk up to Zhou Wenqiang, squatted down, and looked at the roasting pit covered by dried lychee wood with his eyes.

"Sir Zhou, how long will it take?

I smell about it. ”

After all, she is young and has never had a mouth like Liu Fu, but every time she sees Liu Fu talk about the ancient roast suckling pig she ate back then, her eyebrows are dancing and saliva is flying, so she has been looking forward to it for a long time.

"Hehe, Fu Sir and Qi Xiang are a little restless, the roast pig pays the most attention to the heat, even if it is less than a second, you can't get out of the pit.

Now it will take about fifteen minutes, please wait, when the time is up, I will cut the suckling pig slices and send them over. ”

Liu Fu nodded again and again when he heard this: "Wen Qiang is right, the heat must be enough, it must be enough!" ”

Fifteen minutes is as long as fifteen years in the eyes of Liu Fu and Qi Weiwen, but fortunately, it is time to wait.

The best skin color for roast suckling pig is not red, not golden yellow, but golden red.

At first glance, it looks like a red rabbit in a pig, and if you look closely, you will find that there is a faint hint of dark gold color in the shiny oil, and this layer of faintly perceptible dark gold is actually a fusion of baked fat and sugar water smeared on the outside of the pigskin, and it must be just right to have such a pure color.

When Zhou Wenqiang walked away with a plate, under the sun, a golden-red light bloomed on the plate, and the plate looked like a complete suckling pig.

When they were placed in front of Liu Fu and Qi Weiwen, they could faintly see the dense but orderly knife marks on the pig's body. The more crispy it is in the mouth.

Zhou Wenqiang left a copy for himself to eat, so he didn't have to compete with the two, put the plate on the table, and said: "Eat slowly, I am roasting suckling pig in the ancient method, not roasting cabbage in the ancient method." ”

For food, it is necessary to have a sense of awe, whether you are the first Chinese inspector of Hong Kong and Kowloon or the Hongmen boss, you can not be an exception!

As if they understood this truth, Liu Fu and Qi Weiwen nodded again and again, each picked up a pair of chopsticks, and carefully went to the roast pig slices......

The suckling pig was cut very thin by Zhou Wenqiang, but it would not affect the taste.

The suckling pig slices with a faint lychee aroma taste very layered,

The pork skin that is roasted to a crispy crisp, the lean meat, the tendons, and the fat part that melts in the mouth after a little chewing are even more transparent like jade, and they will not melt immediately when touched by the teeth, and the fat fragrance will spread out when they are lightly bitten......

I lose!

It's so delicious!

These two gluttonous ghosts had already thrown Zhou Wenqiang's reminder out of the clouds, and the chopsticks in their hands moved faster and faster, and later, they were as fast as lightning, bringing up a series of phantoms above the plate.

It's just that the two of them are people who have a huge amount of food, Liu Fu usually sprinkles water and gnaws seven or eight braised pig's trotters, Qi Weiwen is even more exaggerated, every time he eats it, he can crush his hooves! And no matter how you eat, you won't get fat.

This roast suckling pig weighs six catties after slaughtering, and there are about four catties after the barbecue, Zhou Wenqiang left one catty to eat alone, and the rest is three catties, where can I stop the big stomach of this pair of male and female rice buckets?

After a while, I saw that most of the plates were empty, and the remaining roast pork was not even a catty.

Liu Fu looked up at Qi Weiwen, his brows furrowed slightly: "Awen, you are a woman, you will gain weight if you eat too much, so it will not be beautiful." ”

After speaking, the chopsticks stretched out, and they actually blocked Qi Weiwen's chopsticks.

Qi Weiwen sneered, flipped his wrist lightly, and with a gesture of 'I can rotate three hundred and sixty degrees', the chopsticks fell on Liu Fu's chopsticks, and then suddenly exerted force, clicking, and broke Liu Fu's chopsticks in two.

"Lao Liu, thank you for your concern!

I'm a person who can't get fat when I eat, it's really annoying.

Please give me this opportunity and let me die fat! ”

After speaking, he picked up a few slices of roast pork with chopsticks, stuffed them directly into the red lips, and chewed them until 'Kaba Kaba' sounded.

"Tyrannical Heavenly Things, really Violent Heavenly Things!

The ancient method of roasting suckling pig, is this how it is eaten! ”

Liu Fu covered his chest with his hands, and almost turned his back in distress.

Okay, you loser girl, why did Wen Qiang cut the roast suckling pig into thin slices? It is to let us carefully appreciate the crispy taste of the barbecue slices, you are good, you actually pick up a lot of pieces with chopsticks!

I swallowed it in one bite!

You're not eating pork, you're eating the meat of my heart!

Quickly picked up the fork on the table and stabbed it fiercely at more than a dozen slices of roast suckling pig, you do the first day of junior high school, I do fifteen, the days are over!

"Dreaming!"

Qi Weiwen snorted coldly, his left hand suddenly rose, and the butterfly knife that made countless heroes in Hong Kong and Jiujiang Lake tremble suddenly, turning into a knife net, forcibly blocking Liu Fu's dinner fork and not allowing an inch!

At the same time, the chopsticks in the right hand fell like rain, as if dozens of chickens were pecking rice at the same time, and the remaining roast suckling pig was swept away in an instant.

Liu Fu screamed, clutched his chest and threw himself on the table: "Awen, you're angry with me!" ”

"Okay, what to pretend, every time I can't grab it, I'll come to this set, I'm annoyed if you don't bother me."

Qi Weiwen smiled lightly, and walked over to help him massage his back: "People aren't all for your good, I feel sorry for you?" You have high blood pressure and eating too much pork is not good for your health......"

"Hmph, Master Fu, I'm very smart!

Why do you feel sorry for Fu Ye me, I think you are using me, sooner or later I will go to the ghost king eagle in person and praise him for a good beauty trick! ”

"Giggles, no matter what, Fu Ye thinks I'm a beauty.

People are so happy......"