The small stove was always burning, and many students were baking and playing there.
It's not that you can't afford to waste a bunch or two of meat. Everyone is entertained and eats it when it's scorched.
Of course, it must be baked by yourself.
Do it yourself. No matter how bad it is, it's called experience. What others put on their heads is called pig food.
So Wang Dashao stood in front of the stove. The students immediately spread five meters away like a pig for fear of being caught.
Hey!
Wang Yan sighed silently, put his hands on his back and looked down at the ingredients on the table.
At the moment, the clouds in the sky are magnificent, and the sunset in the evening dyes half of the sky into a sea of fire, with thousands of auspicious lights, like steaming and burning.
The golden warm sun shone on Wang Yan's face and covered him with a layer of misty glow. It seemed that he really had an extraordinary master's demeanor.
"It's strange that the pickled ingredients will taste good."
With a sigh to himself, Master Wang's right hand said, "string!"
The thief Jill has a bigger.
But Chuanchuan was not ready to move, and automatically flew into Wang Yan's hands, and the sand sculptures who should have completed this cooperation were in a daze!
Ruyu looked around and asked carefully, "boss, what string do you want? There's nothing on the table, isn't there?"
"Pig?!"
Master Wang immediately broke his kung fu and angrily scolded: "find fresh meat kebabs that haven't been pickled!"
"Oh!"
Ruyu immediately turns around and rushes to the hotel.
"Ha ha ha..."
Fu Yushi and Lin Weiwei couldn't laugh. They stopped laughing for a while and waved goodbye to Wang Yan.
"Dog, let's go up and change our clothes. It's cold outside."
"Master Wang, come on!"
"Go away, go away, delay!"
Wang Yan waved impatiently, took away the pose, sat down on the couch next to the table, stared at the haze, and his heart was safe and happy.
The climate of Mangshan is very comfortable, the hot spring is very comfortable, the scenery is beautiful, and the sunset is more beautiful.
There are also a group of sand sculpture students who take themselves as their big brother, as well as good friends who trust and care about themselves
Everything is fine.
It can be called perfect if it lacks only a small glass.
The conflict between Pingzhi xiaogongju and Jiaozi is nothing at all.
Because Wang Yanzhen didn't intend to have anything with his classmates.
So when they are against each other, most of them simply pretend to be counsellors and let them play freely.
Ping Zhi and Xiao Gongju are actually trying to settle a problem for Wang Yan.
For Shenhao Wang, what is really scarce is friendship, not beauty.
Only when you become rich will you understand that more than 80 points, the beauty in the conventional definition can't be finished at all.
If you lower the requirements slightly, only the wallet and waist are not enough, and there can be no empty window period.
And Wang Yan, despite his efforts to improve standards and requirements, still has a vast number of options.
Why do you start with your classmates?!
Let the dumplings sweet and they thoroughly understand something, that is, Wang Yan's gentlest and friendliest treatment to them.
After waiting quietly, the students of Jingyi class who got the notice came back one after another and sat around the campfire, laughing and making noise.
The waiter came to help light the fire and caused bursts of screams.
"Wow! What a big fire!"
"It's my first time to experience a bonfire party. It's so interesting!"
"Look at that sheep, my God, my mouth is watering!"
……
There was still a day during the National Day holiday. There were a lot of guests in the hot spring hotel. When they saw a fire making here, they soon gathered a lot of people.
A middle-aged man with a lover and children stood nearby and observed for a while, then went straight to Wang Yan.
"Classmate, can you sell me some strings of meat and vegetable rolls? I'm really sorry, but the children pester me to have barbecue. I can only have the cheek to ask. But don't worry, classmate. I'll pay for it and bake it myself. I won't bother you."
It's very insightful. I can actually find that Wang Yan is the one who can decide.
Wang Dashao turned his head and looked at the child. He found that she was a little girl of five or six years old. She was carved in powder and jade. Her big eyes were full of desire. She looked at her in the front of her eyes.
Wang Yan's love was aroused in an instant.
"You don't have to give me the money. I'll give you some strings."
Waving his hand, Wang Yan waved to the little girl.
"Little princess, what would you like to eat? Come and say to your brother."
The child's mother gently pushed the little girl with a smile: "Yan baogua, thank your brother!"
Yan Bao timidly walked up to Wang Yan, hugged his father's leg tightly, and thanked him with milk: "thank you, big brother. It's very kind of you!"
"Oh, that's good!"
Wang Yan was in a good mood and smiled more and more gently: "is it good for my brother to hold you?"
"Good!"
The little girl agreed without thinking.
The child's father joked, "Yan Bao, don't you like being held by others?"
Yan Bao replied shyly, "brother is handsome!"
Oh, what a lovely little princess!
Wang Yan laughed, picked up Yan Bao and took her to choose the ingredients on the table.
"I want to eat meat and intestines, but no vegetables..."
"OK, all right! My brother will bake it for you himself, OK?"
Referring to this, the little girl hesitated a little: "Dad baked delicious..."
Wang Yan was not discouraged at all. He immediately changed his mind: "then my brother and my father bake together. Which is delicious to eat."
Yan nodded on the bus.
There are more than one stove. There is a circular barbecue oven with iron mesh and a long strip barbecue rack to put carbon. How can it be put open.
Put down the little girl, Wang Yan grabbed a handful of at least 20 mutton kebabs, gently put a pier on the table, twisted it with one hand, and immediately twisted a fan.
With the bonus of [beauty of posture], the posture is as beautiful as a picture.
"Little brother, professional!"
The child's father gave a thumbs up in amazement, and then began to roll his arm and net sleeve.
"I can't lose after opening a hotel for so many years!"
Oh, I have a fighting spirit.
Unfortunately, when Wang Da guabi began to beep, common sense was a fart.
Leisurely put the mutton kebab across the barbecue rack and the performance began.
Brush the oil with the right hand at a constant speed, and turn the face with the left hand quickly. Turn it 12 times in 10 seconds. Each string is brushed evenly, but not even a drop of oil star drops on the charcoal fire.
The most important thing is that there should be no open fire, and it should be roasted evenly with heat.
What is uniformity?
Under Master Wang's performance, uniformity is a uniform turnover in units of one second.
This is true of every mutton kebab.
Grease and gravy are firmly locked in the kebab.
When sprinkled with salt and chili noodles, you must not pile a nest, otherwise you can't eat the salty and light.
Sprinkle the seasoning in the way of tiannv scattered flowers, then quickly close the meat string, touch and shake, remove the excess seasoning, finally sprinkle cumin, and bake slowly for another 30 seconds
A golden lamb kebab was freshly baked.
Obviously, it is the most smoke and fire cooking method, but in Wang Yan's hands, there is no smoke and fire in the whole process.
You can lift weights easily.
The master's style is shown.
All around was stunned. The sand carving roommate, Lin Weiwei and Fu Yushi who had just returned were stunned and began to doubt life.
This is the legendary cooking idiot and gastrointestinal killer?!
Is this a barbecue stand on the street?!
Wang Yan didn't care what they thought. He squatted down, handed it to Yan Bao and coaxed the child with a smile.
"Good Yan Bao, the first string is yours. If it's delicious, thank your brother!"
"Gudong!"
The little girl swallowed her saliva and nodded madly.
After taking the meat kebab, he couldn't care about the hot. He took a bite, and then suddenly stared at it.