After the fire was lit, the grilled fish master Chai Yan came online.
Chai Yan found some branches and made two simple tripods, and then grilled the skewered fish on the fire.
Soon, the aroma of fish meat came out. When Jimo Qiao and Yuan Yuan smelled it, they suddenly became excited and looking forward to it.
"Sister, this fish smells so good." Jimo Qiao's eyes widened with greed, and she never left the grilled fish on the fire.
Yuan Yuan turned around and saw that Jimo Qiao was swallowing her saliva. She immediately smiled, reached out and poked her mouth lightly, and said, "Look at you, your saliva is about to flow out."
"Where is that?" Jimo Qiao immediately felt a little embarrassed.
While Chai Yan was grilling fish, Cheng Jiu and Guan Maochun also came back.
Guan Maochun smelled the fragrance from afar and couldn't help but ask: "Sir, what are you baking? It's so fragrant!"
Cheng Jiu couldn't help but take a deep breath of the fragrance, and immediately felt his index finger moving.
Jimo Qiao responded first: "We are grilling fish! My brother-in-law caught a fish. There are five of us, one for each of us, no more, no less."
Chai Yan asked: "What did you gain?"
Cheng Jiuyi raised his hand and said: "Sir, we shot two pheasants, have you seen enough? If not enough, we will hunt more."
Chai Yan took a look and saw that the two pheasants in Cheng Jiu's hands were not small. They should be enough for five people. Anyway, this meal was not a filling meal, as long as it had that flavor.
"No need to fight anymore, it's enough to eat." Chai Yan nodded.
Cheng Jiu nodded and said, "Sir, let's go get the chicken feathers first so we can roast them later."
"Well, I'll leave it to you!" Chai Yan readily agreed.
In the following time, Chai Yan concentrated on grilling the fish, while Cheng Jiu and Guan Maochun also handled the pheasant quickly.
As for Yuan and Jimo Qiao, they also have something to do, which is to keep collecting firewood to ensure that the fire is always bright.
After some time, Chai Yan finally successfully completed the two grilled fishes. He handed the fish to Yuanyuan and Jimo Qiao with a smile and said, "Come, try the skills of my little grilled fish expert!"
Jimo Qiao couldn't wait to take the grilled fish, but his mouth was burned. He immediately covered his mouth and shouted: "It's so hot, so hot..."
Yuan shook his head and said, "Why are you in such a hurry? Just like a child."
Jimo Qiao smiled playfully, then resisted the heat and tore off a small piece of fish with her hands and put it into her mouth. Then she opened her eyes wide and nodded her head in praise: "Yeah, yeah, it's delicious! Sister,
Try it quickly..."
The owl blew on the grilled fish, took a small bite, and immediately let out a sound of admiration.
Seeing that the two of them were very satisfied, Chai Yan was also very proud, so he continued to grill the other three fish with a smile and said: "Did you know? There is a poem specifically praising this delicious grilled fish of mine!"
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"What, grilled fish and poetry?" Jimo Qiao looked a little surprised when he ate the fish.
Yuan asked curiously: "Then read it and listen to it. I didn't even know you could compose poetry."
"Ahem..." Chai Yan cleared his throat and pretended to be humble: "Then I will show my shame..."
When Yuan Yuan and Jimo Qiao heard this, they temporarily stopped eating fish and looked at Chai Yan seriously.
Chai Yan thought about it for a while, and suddenly recited aloud: "Pick up the fresh fish, put them on wooden skewers, put them on a bonfire and roast both sides..."
"What is this..." Jimo Qiao shouted as soon as he heard it.
Yuan immediately touched his sister and whispered with a smile: "At least he grilled the fish for us, so it gives us some face."
"Oh oh oh..." Jimo Qiao reacted immediately and said apologetically: "Continue, continue..."
Chai Yan, who was interrupted by Jimo Qiao, was a little unhappy and was staring at her with a frown. But seeing Jimo Qiao say this, he had no choice but to endure it without getting angry and recited again: "Collect the fresh fish, put them on bamboo skewers, and put them on the table."
Roast both sides over the bonfire..."
Unexpectedly, Jimo Qiao interrupted again and asked in confusion: "Wait a minute, wasn't it a wooden stick just now? Why did it become a bamboo stick this time?"
Chai Yan frowned and said: "Is it important to use bamboo sticks or wooden sticks? My poem is very flexible. If it is strung with iron wire, it will be an iron stick! Also, can you please stop interrupting?"
"Okay, okay, don't interrupt, don't interrupt." Jimo Qiao quickly stopped talking and started eating the fish.
Chai Yan paused and continued: "... Various seasonings are applied layer by layer, and the aroma is so fragrant that it makes your mouth water. It is so hot that it goes into your mouth, and no one will be satisfied if you hold out your chopsticks."
"How is it? My poem is good, isn't it? Does it describe the deliciousness of the grilled fish vividly?" Chaiyan looked at the two of them with a smile.
But after the question came out, neither Yuanyuan nor Jimo Qiao answered. They just lowered their heads and ate fish, vaguely feeling that they were still suppressing their laughter.
"Hey!" Chai Yanzha said, "You guys should say something!"
Jimo Qiao could only say perfunctorily: "What a poem, what a poem, right sister, what a poem!"
"Yes, yes, good poetry, really good poetry." The owl also has an expression.
Chai Yan flattened his mouth and raised his eyebrows: "Lerger poems are also poetry, so don't look down on people, okay?"
Jimo Qiao didn't want to continue this topic, so he quickly interrupted: "Brother-in-law, stop talking, the fish is almost burnt, hurry up and move around..."
Chai Yan lowered his head and saw that the heat was indeed a bit off. He was so frightened that he quickly turned around and said thankfully: "It was a close call. It was almost burnt. It ruined my reputation as a grilled fish expert!"
"Ha ha ha ha......."
Jimo Qiao was immediately amused, and Yuan Yuan also laughed happily.
Soon, the other three fish were also grilled, and Chai Yan called Cheng Jiu and Guan Maochun over to enjoy the grilled fish with them.
"Sir, your cooking skills are really good." Guan Maochun ate happily.
Cheng Jiu also nodded and said, "It would be nice if there was wine."
"I didn't consider this well..." Chai Yan slapped his thigh and shouted: "Next time, remember to bring wine with you!"
While eating the grilled fish, the grilled pheasant also started. In just a short while, the aroma of the chicken covered the entire pond, and everyone was enjoying it.
Cheng Jiu and Guan Maochun are from Shiguo. They don't know much about grilled fish and are not good at it, but they are experts at barbecue and the like.
So Chai Yan felt relaxed and simply handed over the position of barbecue chef.
In this way, the five people were roasting pheasants around the fire, chatting, listening to the sound of the waterfall and enjoying the spring breeze. It was extremely comfortable.
But the pleasant time was interrupted by a stone that suddenly flew from the forest.
With a "pop" sound, a stone flying out of the forest hit a big stone by the pool. When the stone hit the ground, it split into two pieces.
Chai Yan and the other five people were suddenly startled and turned their heads to look in the direction of the flying stone. Cheng Jiu and Guan Maochun also stood up immediately and shouted into the forest: "Who is it?"
Jimo Qiao originally wanted to question her loudly, but was stopped by Chai Yan and Yuan Yuan, who signaled her not to be anxious and wait and see what happens.
After a while, a group of people appeared at the edge of the forest. Although they were different in height, fat and thin, their clothes were of the same style. They should be servants of some family.
Upon seeing this, Guan Maochun shouted again: "Who threw the stone?"
Not long after the words fell, a young man walked out from behind the group of people. He was wearing a hunting suit, with a long bow on his back and a hunting knife slung at his waist. He stood out against a group of uniformly dressed servants.
The young man's eyes and expression were very arrogant. He raised his hand and pointed at his nose with his thumb: "It was me who threw the stone! What's going on? Do you have any opinions?"