Chapter 1182

In the alley, you can smell a smell of meat floating out.

Xie Yi swallowed a mouthful of saliva imperceptibly, which seemed greedy. Zheng Ren smiled and took her hand. His fingers rubbed gently on the back of the little Iraqi hand, indicating not to worry.

"This shop is old." Su Yun observed carefully and asked back.

"This little brother has bright eyes for more than a hundred years." The middle-aged man let several people in and introduced them: "my family name is Zhang, Gong Chang Zhang, Zhang Weiyu."

"Hello, Mr. Zhang." Zheng Ren nodded and said.

"Inside please, inside please." Zhang Weiyu greeted Zheng Ren and his party in an unassuming manner and let them into the inner room.

The Shay people walked in happily. The mutton in the room had a stronger flavor, but there were no big pots and other ingredients. It was just an empty room with a table and a circle of chairs.

"Wait a minute, guys. I'll take care of the fire. I'm afraid the man can't do it well." Zhang Weiyu said hello and stepped back with a smile.

"How fragrant!" Xie Yi people make no secret of their happiness. After a super large operation, they can eat a special delicious meat. There is really no pursuit in life.

Liu Xiaojie looks at boss Zheng holding Xie Yi's hand. The little Yi looks simple and eager to eat meat. She thinks the world is really strange.

It's just meat. As for that?

"Water sheep are not as delicious as dry sheep, plain sheep are not as delicious as mountain sheep, low-altitude sheep are not as delicious as high-altitude sheep, and sheep in warm areas are not as delicious as those in cold areas." Su Yun said with a smile, "Iraqi, guess where the mutton is?"

Then several people sat down first. My legs are numb. They are all my own people. There's nothing to be polite.

"I smell it." Xie Yi closed his eyes and his small nose flickered. He was seriously smelling the smell of mutton.

It's good to smell mutton. What kind of mutton do you want to smell? Anyway, Zheng Ren can't tell.

Feng Xuhui didn't understand and asked, "Brother Yun, mutton seems to be the best thing in the West banner."

"The West banner you mentioned is a general term, the new balhu Right Banner in Hulunbuir city. The mutton is really good, but it's not enough." Su Yun also began to smell. Zheng Ren thought he smelled like two black.

"Is there a difference?" Feng Xuhui asked.

"What a pity." Su Yun sighed and said, "such a good mutton must catch up with the current weather."

"Er..." Feng Xuhui really didn't understand this time.

"The colder the day, the more delicious the mutton is! It's better to be in the twelfth lunar month. It's more than 20 degrees below zero with goose feather snow outside. Stew a pot of mutton. That kind of taste and feeling is right." Su Yun is very sorry, "now eat, the outside environment is wrong, and the taste is always a little worse."

"..." Liu Xiaojie thinks these people are really good at pretending and eating meat. Why is it like the new year? They can't eat in the snow in winter?

But even if she has ideas and opinions, she can't say it to Su Yun.

"Brother Yun, you want to eat mutton." Feng Xuhui said with a smile, "I'll ask the boss where I bought the meat. Let's go to my place sometime."

Su Yun smiled, stretched out his right index finger, asked for three times, and said with a smile, "good mutton is not bought. It needs to be made."

"Get it?"

"Generally, people who pay more attention to food will buy back goats, that is, sheep in Yinshan Mountains; those who pay more attention will buy Ximeng sheep, that is, Xilin Gol League in Inner Mongolia.

What's more exquisite is that they can eat native sheep, that is, sheep that have not been improved. I once ate the lamb meat of Ximeng, that is, the lamb before and after weaning. It melts in the mouth and tastes delicious. " Su Yun's eyes were half open and half closed. His black hair was floating on his forehead. It seemed that he was also recalling the smell of meat.

Feng Xuhui didn't expect so many statements and was stunned. If you follow Su Yun's statement, you are the least fastidious person.

Chang Yue looked around. She was not interested in what to eat. Instead, she thought that if there was good meat, the wine should also be good.

"It is said that a qualified shepherd housewife can only take less than 15 minutes from slaughter to washing." Su Yun continued: "I saw the sheep killed by the shepherd's housewife. I cut the blood with a knife and broke the sheep's arterial tube with my hand. The blood was reserved for the blood filled intestines. A knife was no worse than the boss. A few sheep were unloaded. A pot of water, a handful of salt, grass residue floating in the water, and some sheep dung and eggs."

"Don't say that. It's disgusting." Zheng Ren frowned.

"Is that what you do? Don't you feel grounded?" Su Yun disagreed.

Zheng Ren was worried that little Yi would turn his stomach when he heard it, but looking sideways, little Yi's nose moved slightly and was still smelling mutton.

"A pot of water, a few green onions, several dried peppers, a handful of pepper, a handful of salt and a few pieces of ginger. Meat made in Inner Mongolia is the same as iron pot stew in Northeast China. They are all very rough and exquisite ingredients." Zheng Ren quickly turned the topic aside.

"People who usually only eat instant noodles are not qualified to talk here." Su Yun said coldly.

"Who said, today's meat, I guess it's Wuzhumuqin sheep." Zheng Ren smiled.

Su Yun was stunned. He guessed that he was also Wuzhumuqin sheep. Unexpectedly, Xiao Yi didn't say it, but Zheng Ren said it.

"What is Wuzhumuqin sheep?" Feng Xuhui's face was full of confusion.

"It is a specialty of Wuzhumuqin grassland in Xilin Gol League, Inner Mongolia." Su Yun said with a smile, "this kind of sheep is different from other sheep. It has a black head and white body. It's very easy to identify."

"Is the color different? What's strange?" Liu Xiaojie really doesn't like Su Yun's critical speaking style and coldly hates him.

Feng Xuhui didn't stop him.

"You don't understand." Su Yun didn't care. He sat at the table and tapped his fingers on the table. "If you open a shop and take ordinary mutton as Wuzhumuqin sheep to roast whole sheep, can I smash your shop, believe it or not?"

"I don't believe it." Liu Xiaojie thought, can you still see the black head and white body after the roast mutton? Bullshit.

"Don't listen to him. He deceived you." Zheng Ren said: "black head and white body are only surface features. The most important feature of Wuzhumuqin sheep is that its bone structure is different from that of other sheep."

"Yes." Su Yun clapped his hands and said with a smile: "a few years ago, there was a story about going to a restaurant to eat roasted whole sheep. Did the doctor forcibly spell out that two legs were missing? From then on, I thought I had to play when I had a chance."

"What's so funny about this?" Zheng Ren said, "are you tired? Do you have surgery all night and come to play LEGO? It's too childish."

"Zheng Zong, what's the difference between Wuzhumuqin sheep?" Feng Xuhui didn't understand. When he saw that Liu Xiaojie wanted to retort, he knew that the girl was unconvinced and would suffer sooner or later. He quickly pulled over and asked.