CHAPTER XXXVI

The Song family's roast duck plan was officially launched after a day of preparation, and the yard was full of various raw materials purchased by Lu Qingli and Ping'er: more than a dozen plucked fat ducks, several large jars of sauce soy sauce and condiments, a round roasting stove, and a large pile of collected fruit tree firewood.

Lu Qingli rolled up her sleeves to reveal two white arms and was busy cleaning up the ducks according to the steps written by Song Nan, Ping'er and Li Xiaomei were helping on the side, Song's mother was standing on the side to be the supervisor for them, and Uncle Zhong was holding an axe to help chop the whole firewood into small pieces, and the whole family was busy.

The duck emptied its belly, poured its whole body with boiling water, and then smeared it with maltose to boil the sugar water and put it on the wooden frame in the yard to dry, a few hours later, the oven began to light the fire and preheat, the duck was filled with water and aerated and became round and fat, and after being wiped with the last layer of sesame oil, five or six fat ducks were sent into the oven in the eyes of everyone's expectation.

When it was dark, Song Nan and the others returned home, smelled the aroma of their yard from a distance, and when they entered the yard, they saw that everyone at home was about to open the oven and take out the roast duck, Lu Qingli saw Song Nan returning, and immediately rushed over and shouted excitedly: "Brother Song, waiting to taste our roast duck, I've been busy for a day." ”

Song Nan looked at the black and gray marks on her pink cheeks and smiled: "Okay, try your skills, but this is roast duck not roast people, you look at the black ash on your face, the hot sweat on your head, and you have become a big roasted person." ”

Lu Qingli wiped the black ash on her face at will, and instantly became a big flower face, but she unconsciously hugged Song Nan's arm and dragged it in, and laughed in her mouth: "Oh, no matter, let's see how the duck is first." ”

Ye Fanggu, who was following behind Song Nan, said angrily: "There are no rules, don't let go yet." ”

Lu Qingli stuck out her tongue and ignored it, and pulled Song Nan to the courtyard, Song Nan took off her official uniform, rolled up her sleeves and said, "Okay, the time to witness the miracle has come, let's taste it." ”

Everyone spread out the tablecloth on the big table in the hall, set out the dishes, and prepared the seasonings, green onion strips, shredded radish, dough, etc. according to Song Nan's requirements, and Uncle Zhong said with a smile: "Open the furnace." ”

The door of the furnace opened, a fragrance rushed to the nostrils, a few oily roast ducks in the oven were roasted golden, Uncle Zhong forked one out with an iron fork, and held it on a plate and sent it to the table, Lu Qingli reached out to pull the duck meat, Song Nan hurriedly stopped her and said, "Pay attention to how to eat." ”

Lu Qingli shrank her hand, and Song Nan smiled: "Mother, Uncle Zhong, you sit down, I will serve you this meal, the duck meat must be deboned and cut into strips before it can be wrapped in the dough, I will do this work." ”

After that, he picked up a knife and slowly cut the belly of the roast duck, began to carefully remove the skeleton, and then cut the duck meat into long strips with the skin, and each person divided a little on the plate, put down the knife and smiled: "Follow me to learn." ”

Duck meat, shredded radish, green onion strips, and sauce were placed on the thin dough, Song Nan gently rolled up the dough with chopsticks, took it to his mouth and took a bite gently, and chewed slowly.

Everyone stared at Song Nan's expression with wide eyes, and Lu Qingli asked, "Brother Song, how does it taste?" ”

Song Nan's facial expression changed from anticipation to extreme embarrassment, and he spit out the food in his mouth into the scum hopper on the side, and frowned: "This ...... What are you baking? ”

Everyone was stunned, Lu Qingli reached out and grabbed the duck meat roll that Song Nan had bitten hard, and after chewing a few times, he spit it into the slag bucket with a bang, stuck out his tongue and said: "Bah, it's so unpalatable, it smells of smoke, Ping'er quickly get some water to rinse my mouth." ”

Everyone's expectations came to naught, thinking that this roast duck must be delicious, but after a busy day, the roast duck made couldn't be eaten; Everyone also tasted a little, and spit into the slag hopper, the smoky and burnt smell was too strong to swallow, this roast duck slowly said that the store was sold for money, and the beggars at the door were afraid that they would not eat it.

Song Nan frowned and came to the yard, staring at a few jujube-red roast ducks hanging in the stove, the color and appearance of the roast duck were very similar to the roast ducks of later generations, why did it taste so unpalatable?

Song Nan thought about it again and again, circled around the oven a few times, turned his head and asked, "Are you roasting with the door closed?" ”

Lu Qingli said: "Yes, what's wrong?" ”

Song Nan said: "I guess the smoky and burnt smell in the duck meat is that the smoke has penetrated in, you see that the chimney of this oven is so small, even if the smoke is small, it is inexhaustible." In addition, if you look at the ducks, the backs are already yellow and black, but the chest and abdomen are still light yellow, which is caused by uneven fire, and I will try again, this time according to what I said. ”

Everyone was speechless, already a little deflated, seeing Song Nan so persevering and serious, he was embarrassed to beat him back, fortunately, the dried ducks did not all enter the furnace, Uncle Zhong ran to the wooden frame to bring one, but saw that Song Nan was asking the big cow to use a long iron nail on the top of the stove to knock out more than a dozen holes.

After the duck was put into the oven, Song Nan asked Uncle Zhong to control the amount of firewood, and slowly roasted it over low heat, while opening the door of the furnace and constantly turning the duck body with an iron fork, and a faint smoke came out of the chimney and the hole at the top of the oven.

After a long half an hour, the duck body gradually turned red, Song Nan shouted loudly, picked out the roast duck with an iron fork and said, "Okay." ”

Everyone looked at the duck on the iron fork in Song Nan's hand, and compared it with the duck just roasted on the plate, they couldn't see anything unusual at all, and they all muttered a little in their hearts.

Song Nan came to the house with the hot roast duck, put it on the cutting board, gently cut a small strip with a knife to wrap the dough condiments, held it up with chopsticks, and said, "Who will taste it?" ”

Lu Qingli waved her hand again and again: "I don't eat it." "The smell of smoke just now has not dissipated, and it is disgusting to death, Lu Qingli doesn't want to come again.

Song Nan smiled: "Who dares to come?" ”

Mother Song smiled: "I'll eat it, Nan'er's roast duck made by herself, no matter how unpalatable it is, my mother thinks it is delicious." ”

Song Nan rolled his eyes and said, "It's better for my son to come by himself, I don't want your old man to suffer, I actually don't have much confidence." ”

Ye Fanggu picked up the duck meat roll in Song Nan's hand with chopsticks and said, "Let's do it with me, I have confidence in Song Gongzi." ”

Song Nan smiled: "It's hard work, don't be reluctant." ”

Ye Fanggu smiled and brought the duck meat roll to her mouth, Mance took a bite in an orderly manner, everyone's eyes were focused on Ye Fanggu's cherry mouth, Ye Fanggu felt embarrassed to listen, and hurriedly reached out to cover her mouth and chewed slowly.

Everyone stared at Ye Fanggu's reaction, and seeing Ye Fanggu's brows frowning, Song Nan sighed in his heart: "It's over, the roast duck plan failed, after all, I took it for granted too much, how could the famous dishes of later generations be so easy to copy." ”

Song Nan silently lifted the slag bucket and sent it to Ye Fanggu to meet the painful vomit, and suddenly heard Ye Fanggu exclaim: "It's so delicious!" It's delicious! ”

Everyone thought they had heard it wrong, but when they saw Ye Fanggu quickly take another bite, chew quickly, and let out a satisfied admiration in her mouth, three bites and two bites, and a duck meat roll disappeared without a trace; Everyone looked at Ye Fanggu dumbfounded, Ye Fanggu stretched out her chopsticks and said, "I still want it, Gongzi will help me roll another piece." ”

Song Nan was stunned, quickly cut off a piece of duck meat and helped her roll it, watching her finish eating three bites without a ladylike image, and then the chopsticks stretched out again.

Lu Qingli blinked her eyes and asked, "Cousin, you didn't fool me, did you?" It's the same as the last time I lied to eat chili oil, saying that it was delicious and delicious, but I didn't eat for three days because of the spicy food. ”

Ye Fanggu had no time to answer, urging Song Nan to come again, Song Nan wrapped two rolls of duck meat rolls as quickly as possible, one was given to Ye Fanggu, and the other was sent into his mouth, only a few chews, and suddenly felt full of crispy and delicious, delicate and refreshing, and suddenly evoked the impression of eating Peking duck in later generations, but felt that the two were almost the same, and suddenly shouted: "Cool!" ”

Song Nan also said that it was delicious, and everyone also believed it a little, Ping'er, Li Xiaomei and Da Niu also hurriedly stretched out their hands, Song Nan quickly cut off a few pieces of duck meat, wrapped several and sent them to everyone, and everyone picked them up and sent them to their mouths.

Lu Qingli shouted to herself: "Ping'er, don't believe them, my cousin and Brother Song are wearing a pair of pants, they must be partners to trick us into being fooled." ”

Song Nan picked one up and sent it to Song's mother, Song's mother opened her mouth and bit it, and Li Daniu and Ping'er over there were already amazed by what they had eaten; Lu Qingli stared at her eyes and said, "Is it really so delicious?" ”

Mother Song laughed and said: "Silly girl, if you hesitate, it's gone, it's really delicious, look at them, a duck is almost all bones." ”

Lu Qingli pounced forward with her teeth and claws, and shouted, "I'll taste it, I'll taste it." Stretched out his hand and grabbed a duck meat roll in Song Nan's hand and put it in his mouth, chewed it a few times, and suddenly shouted: "You guys are so bad, such a delicious roast duck is not left to me, my God, the duck is almost a skeleton, I still want to eat it, you are not allowed to do it." ”

Lu Qingli stretched out his hand and brought the remaining half of the duck to the plate, and the little hand quickly tore the duck meat, wrapping a roll and stuffing it into his mouth with lightning speed.

Ye Fanggu took out a handkerchief to wipe her mouth and hands, looked at Song Nan and said, "Congratulations, this roast duck tastes very good, I'm afraid that there is no such delicious roast duck in the whole Ming Dynasty, your plan has been successful." ”

Song Nan wiped his hands on the cloth towel and said: "It should be said that it was a preliminary success, now the problem has been found, the smoke must be dissipated, and you must keep flipping and taking care of it, pay attention to the heat, in fact, it is very simple, add a few more smoke vents, and install a row of handles that can rotate and flip at any time, and what comes out is this delicious roast duck." ”

Ye Fanggu said: "Such a delicious duck has to have a loud name, what do you say is the name?" ”

Song Nan thought for a while and said, "How about calling it a saliva duck?" The meaning of drooling for greedy people. ”

Ye Fanggu covered her mouth and smiled: "This name is so disgusting, I think it's called Yipin Duck, which not only describes the first-class taste of roast duck, but also begs for a mouthful, implying that eating Yipin Duck can be promoted to become rich." ”

Song Nan applauded and smiled: "A good name, it's called Yipin Duck." ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, and there was a pleading voice from the big cow in their ears: "Sister Qingli, give me a piece, please." ”

"Don't give it, it's not much, you want it, Ping'er wants it, Xiaomei wants it, where are there so many?"

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