The fat old man was holding a pheasant. The grill was too close to the flames and the flipping speed was slow.
You must know that grilling food over fire is completely different from barbecue stalls. BBQ stalls use specially made barbecue charcoal, which is easy to ignite, has even fire power, and most importantly, there is no smoke.
But as for firewood, the firepower is uneven and the smoke is very heavy. The smoke is the charcoal ash that has not been burned out. It will rise in the flames and stick to the chicken skin. So after a while, the pheasant in the old man's hand was burned.
When it's black, it doesn't mean it's mushy, but the surface is covered with a layer of charcoal ash, which not only affects the taste but also makes it bitter.
Although the old man smeared some oil from time to time, it couldn't change the situation where the charcoal ash was getting thicker and thicker. Looking at the old man's attitude, it was only a matter of time before it was burnt.
Barbecuing meat over firewood is a difficult task, and even the master chefs at the barbecue stall may not be able to do it well, let alone the old man.
This is understandable. Who is this old man? His time is extremely precious. How can he cook for himself?
Naturally, his cooking skills cannot be complimented, not to mention that wood-fired barbecue is very difficult.
"This is a waste of natural resources!"
As a foodie, uh, no, as a food lover who has a lot of knowledge about food, Yi Yun felt that it was simply intolerable.
Watching the old man roast the chicken, sprinkle it with various seasonings, and then give the smoke-blackened roast chicken to Lin Xintong like a treasure.
Yi Yun felt that he had no place to speak!
But Lin Xintong didn't seem to mind. She said, "Thank you, teacher", then took the roasted chicken and ate it in small bites. Her lips were red and small, but after eating the roasted chicken, her lips were stained after a while.
It was dark. This scene made Yi Yun's lips twitch.
It's really like burning the harp and boiling the crane.
The old man loved his apprentice, so the roast chicken he cooked was naturally given to the apprentice first. Yi Yun, no need to think about it, he must be the last one, but Yi Yun is also very grateful for this. After all, if this kind of chicken is really sold,
, it is absolutely worth a lot of money, and people like Lian Chengyu can never afford it.
The fat old man finished roasting the first chicken and started roasting the second one.
The first one was for Lin Xintong, and the old man baked it with special care. The second one was for himself, and the appearance was even worse.
However, the old man was very satisfied with his work. After the two chickens were roasted, the fat old man took out a pot of wine from his thumb and ate the roasted chicken with great taste while drinking the wine.
, he looked like he was enjoying himself after drinking, and his white beard was bristling.
Then he suddenly thought of something, glanced at Yi Yun, and said lazily: "That's just yours, you can bake it yourself, I won't serve you anymore, old man."
I'm dizzy.
Yi Yun was speechless. Although he didn't expect the old man to roast chicken for him, what the old man said before was, "Not many people can taste my craftsmanship!"
After saying this, Yi Yun thought that the old man wanted to roast chicken for him to eat, but now that he saw it, it turned out to be no good!
Yi Yun actually had no idea if he wanted to ask Yi Yun to bake it by himself. Although he was very knowledgeable about food, he was a modern person after all. If he used a barbecue grill and smokeless charcoal, he would certainly be able to grill one that was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.
The plump roast chicken comes.
But grilling it over firewood is really not possible. The soot in the firewood cannot be blocked. No matter how you turn it over, it will definitely stick to the chicken.
"Senior, do you have a pot?"
Yi Yun asked respectfully. As a principled foodie, no matter how hungry or impatient he was, he would never give in! This was the first time he had seen meat in the past two months, not to mention that it was of such high quality.
Meat!
"Yes, I have."
As the old man spoke, he actually took out a pot from his thumb.
I don't know what kind of material this pot was made of. It was exquisitely crafted and of a moderate size. Yi Yun was very satisfied.
Then Yi Yun started to get busy. He began to identify the seasonings that the old man brought out. This surprised him. These seasonings were very complete, including oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, etc. There was even a plant seasoning that was somewhat similar to green onion and coriander.
class.
"Um, can I borrow some wine?" Yi Yun asked again.
"Eh? Wine? Are you going to have a drink with the old man?" The old man was stunned for a moment, then handed it to Yi Yun with a smile. This boy is actually a good drinker.
Although he is stingy, when it comes to drinking, it is best to have drinking companions, so that drinking can be fun.
Although he didn't like the kid in front of him very much, it was still better than nothing. After all, Lin Xintong didn't drink, and the fat old man had been drinking by himself for a year.
"Teacher!" Lin Xintong was speechless, "How can you give alcohol to a child!"
But they didn't expect that Yi Yun would shake off the water from the chicken, pour out some wine, and spread it evenly on the chicken body without even falling into the chicken's abdominal cavity.
"Boy, what are you doing!"
The old man's eyes widened and his beard blew. This was a thousand-year-old wine. As a wine lover, he could not tolerate his wine being wasted.
"Cooking." Yi Yun was startled and said matter-of-factly.
I have to say, this wine is really good, it is extremely fragrant, and I don’t know what kind of natural materials and treasures it is brewed from. I guess a sip will be good for your cultivation!
"Cooking? Can wine be used to cook?" the fat old man asked, looking like he didn't believe it at all.
Yi Yun was stunned for a moment, and then he suddenly figured something out.
The cooking techniques in this world are probably very different from those on Earth.
In fact, in China, which has an extremely splendid food civilization, cooking techniques were quite simple in ancient times.
During the Tang and Song Dynasties, the basic cooking methods were steaming and boiling, whether it was vegetables or meat, adding salt, covering the pot, and eating it when it was cooked.
As for the various cooking techniques such as frying, frying, stewing, stewing, smoking, marinating in wine, etc., they only developed into a system after the material life became rich in modern times.
Each region has different food culture, and more than 80% of Chinese cooking methods are unique.
Even the simplest stir-fry dishes are only available in China on the entire earth. This sounds incredible, but it is true.
There is no place in the entire planet that has the most complicated cooking techniques, no other place than China.
In this different world, not to mention the vast wilderness, the working people live a very difficult life. How can they have the energy and materials to study and cook?
As for the wealthy people in wealthy cities, they are all strong people. They are obsessed with practicing martial arts, formations, and refining the art of desolate bones, and they have no time to study how to cook.
Only those servants of big families can study these. The cooking of these people is not bad. After all, they have accumulated a lot of cooking experience over a long period of time. However, in a certain small area, the cooking techniques are limited after all.
, just like Americans are afraid that many people don’t know that wine can be used to cook food.
Yi Yun wiped the chicken body with oil and sauce, poured some wine into the belly of the chicken, and sprinkled some seasoning similar to scallions and coriander. Yi Yun had tasted this seasoning, and judging from the talent of a foodie, it
It can’t be worse than onions and coriander.
The next step is the key. Yi Yun wraps the chicken body with a piece of clean coarse cloth, puts a lot of salt in the pot until the salt buries the chicken, wraps it tightly, seals the pot and starts steaming.
The fat old man looked at Yi Yun with doubt on his face. He used so much salt to wrap the chicken? Then he would be salted to death!
Do the poor children of this small tribe have no salt to eat?
But we can't eat like this without salt. I'm really speechless. The fat old man sneered, this kid is quite weird.
He continued to eat his roast chicken, but Lin Xintong stopped and looked curiously at the pot Yi Yun placed on the fire.
Slowly, a scent came out of the pot. The scent was not obvious. If it weren't for the fact that several people were martial arts practitioners with keen senses, they wouldn't be able to smell it at all.
Can such a light fragrance taste delicious?
The fat old man had already finished eating his roast chicken and licked his thick, short fingers with unsatisfied interest. At this moment, Yi Yun opened the pot, used a spoon to remove the hot salt, and took out the chicken.
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Fragrant salt-baked chicken, this is it.
The moment the salt seal was opened, a scent of fragrance came out, making Yi Yun move his index finger.
Yi Yun was pleasantly surprised to find that he absolutely performed beyond his level today. Of course, the main reason for this was the problem of the chicken itself. This kind of precious chicken, which is full of energy, is countless times better than the feed chickens on the earth.
There is also wine, which is made from natural materials and precious materials. As long as you add the koji and leave it alone for hundreds of years, it will definitely be a wine for drunken gods.
The combination of the two makes Yiyun's salt-baked chicken reach unprecedented heights.
"Huh?" The old man blew his beard and his eyes suddenly widened.