Naturally, the venison can't be roasted by Lu Zheng himself, and Du Yiheng didn't really let Lu Zheng do it alone.

An Sheng watched them cut bamboo sticks and cut meat, everything was very skillful, not like a noble son, but like a cook, it was inevitably very novel.

Lu Zheng cut the most tender leg meat, smeared some coarse salt on it, then put it on with two bamboo sticks, and asked An Sheng: "Do you want to try it?" ”

Now An Sheng knows why they want to cut the bamboo skewers, because this bamboo skewers are really different from the ones she has seen in ordinary times.

The bamboo skewers are very long, the front is sharpened, but the back is very thick, suitable for holding in the hand, An Sheng thought, this is probably going to be directly roasted on the bonfire.

Sure enough, the next moment, I saw Lu Zheng holding the skewer of venison, pointing to the bonfire and asking her, if you want to try it.

An Sheng really wanted to try it.

She'd roasted her own meat, but only once, and it was the first time she had roasted venison over such a big campfire, and it was certainly interesting to think about it.

So, she nodded with interest, answered yes, and saw Lu Zheng take out a handkerchief from his arms, wrap it around the handle of the bamboo stick, and then hand it to An Sheng.

An Sheng got up and took the meat skewers handed over by Lu Zheng, Lu Zheng naturally picked up the small pestle that An Sheng was sitting on, and waited for An Sheng to stand next to the bonfire, then put the small pestle behind An Sheng again, and said, "Sit down and get it." ”

An Sheng glanced back, and when he saw Lu Zheng adjusting the cotton pad on his stick, he couldn't help but feel warm.

This man just looks cold on his face, but his heart is actually hotter than anyone else.

"Thank you." An Sheng replied with a smile.

Lu Zheng also hooked his lips and smiled, "You don't need to be polite to me, come, I'll teach you." ”

"Okay." An Sheng smiled and nodded, looking completely trusting.

Whenever An Sheng looked at Lu Zheng like this, Lu Zheng always felt extremely happy, and it was his blessing to be trusted by An Sheng so wholeheartedly.

He has always felt that it is his blessing to be able to marry such a good girl as An Sheng in this life, although he has not married back yet, but it is almost time, and when An Sheng and Lu are married, he will be able to marry someone back home.

"What are you two whispering again, and you don't roast venison anymore." Du Yiheng is a person who doesn't have a long memory, and after a while, he forgot that he was blocked by Lu Zheng and couldn't speak, and when he saw Lu Zheng and An Sheng getting together, he didn't know what to say, and the meat was not pickled, so he deliberately shouted.

When Lu Zheng heard this, he glanced at Du Yiheng with disdain, "As long as you talk a lot, so much meat, you won't be able to eat less." ”

Du Yiheng didn't care about the knife when he was thrown by Lu Zheng, and still said with a smile: "There is a lot of meat, but the meat that General Lu personally pickled is still limited, the opportunity is rare, why don't I have to live with me." ”

Lu Zheng was so angry by his skinless and faceless appearance that he almost laughed, glanced at him, and ignored him, but his subordinates neatly marinated a few more pieces of meat and asked Si Qi to send it to Du Yiheng.

Du Yiheng took the meat sent by Siqi, and smiled and had to quickly copy it out, saving Lu Zheng's craftsmanship in vain.

Lin Zixuan is an elegant person, not in front of my bonfire, but sitting in front of the small charcoal stove by himself, roasting mutton to eat.

This winter, the mutton pot is excellent, but the roast lamb also has a different flavor.

Since the Hu people entered Yejing, there have been all kinds of ways to eat beef and mutton in Yejing City, some of which are real and novel, and the taste is also good.

This roast lamb is one of them.

However, all the ladies and ladies of the big families dislike the rough roast mutton, so they refuse to eat it, and they also dislike the fishy mutton, and feel that it is not something that women should eat, so they are never allowed to roast mutton in the house.

That's exactly what the Gu family is.

Several ladies and ladies of the Gu family, except for An Sheng, probably no one likes to eat mutton anymore.

They dislike mutton, but An Sheng loves it very much.

Where is the mutton fishy, it's obvious that they don't understand the deliciousness of mutton!

The word Xian is a fish and sheep, literally, they should also know that fish and sheep are delicious things, but the Fang family blindly said that mutton is something that only inferior people eat, Hu Ren, in the heart of a noble lady like Fang's, has always been a person who can't get on the table.

Everyone has a xenophobic heart, and the Nanzhao people are the same, and the Hu people are considered to be their ancestors, so they don't accept the Hu people from the bottom of their hearts.

In fact, there is no so-called distinction between high and low, and all these classifications are just imposed on some people by the ruling class.

Of course, if such a big rebellion, An Sheng will not tell others.

Barbecue is a very lively thing, a group of people around the fire, their own barbecue, is indeed very atmospheric.

Du Yiheng is also a master of enlivening the atmosphere, so the laughter has not stopped.

It's rare for An Sheng to be so relaxed, as if she is by Lu Zheng's side, she doesn't have to think about anything, she doesn't have to worry about anything, she is always extraordinarily relaxed.

Such a thought made An Sheng stunned.

She turned her head to look at Lu Zheng, the young man's side face was resolute, his thin lips were pursed, as if he was unhappy, but there was a kind of imperceptible joy at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, and it made people know that he was very good at the moment.

Lu Zheng is beside him, it seems to be like this, the cold is not there, only the warmth.

An Sheng slowly opened his lips and smiled, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

She hadn't thought about how she would rely on someone before, but now that she looks at it, relying on someone is actually very good.

Just as An Sheng was in a trance, he suddenly heard Lu Zheng remind in a low voice: "It's time to turn over, otherwise it will be burned." ”

An Sheng sighed, his hand moved faster than his brain, and he quickly turned over the bamboo stick in his hand and baked the other side.

Lu Zheng seemed to notice that An Sheng was a little absent-minded, thinking that she was tired, so he asked: "Are you tired of raising your hands, why don't I come, you sit on the side and watch, or, go to roast mutton by the charcoal stove with your cousin?" ”

An Sheng smiled and shook his head, just wanted to say that he was not tired, but he heard Du Yiheng say: "Oh, I'm tired too, Yunting, come and help me help me a little." ”

Wen Tao and Lu Wen both glanced at him with disgust when they heard this, and moved to the side, as if they wanted to keep a distance from him.

Du Yiheng saw that no one paid attention to him, and he was not embarrassed, and after snorting twice, he sat up straight and continued to roast venison.

An Sheng was so amused by Du Yiheng that she wanted to laugh, she didn't know that Du Yiheng still had such a naïve side in private.

However, Du Yiheng has a saying that is probably right, Lu Zheng's marinated meat skills are probably really good, although the venison has not been roasted yet, but the fragrance is widely smelled, and you can also imagine what kind of delicious it will be presented in your mouth later.