Chapter 900

Gong Yueyue stabbed the charcoal fire below with a fire stick, and generally told ye to cry: "turn over and sprinkle the chili powder evenly. Put more cumin. "

Although Yeqi didn't like such a job full of oil smoke, the cook in the kitchen didn't dare to do it anyway because he was afraid of being blamed by the Lord, so he had to give it to Gong Yueyue and Yeqi himself.

However, Gong Yueyue is still very satisfied with such self-help and abundant food and clothing. Especially for such things as barbecue, it's better to wait to eat than to bake.

Although Qingning and Xiaotong can't, Gong Yueyue yells them to take charge of the chores. Anyway, none of them is allowed to be idle.

When everyone was busy, Ling went to get plates and knives according to Gong Yueyue's instructions. As soon as I came out of the kitchen with something, I saw Zhao Changyuan standing at the gate of the hospital with a black face.

Lime only felt her legs tremble and her hands tremble. Just now the Lord and the master had a quarrel. Now the master seems to have nothing to barbecue here, but he threw the Lord aside. The Lord's expression and eyes are obviously angry.

Gong Yueyue was also unconsciously busy, and suddenly felt that everything around him was quiet.

First, the lime poked at the kitchen door like a wooden man; Then Xiaotong dropped half of the garlic in his hand on the ground; Finally, even the night cry, which was sprinkled with chili powder, stopped. What's the matter with the cooks in the kitchen? They were attracted by the roast whole sheep. But now they all stare at their own back. What's the matter?

Gong Yueyue couldn't stand the laziness of others. He pointed to the burning stick used to fiddle with charcoal fire: "what are you waiting for? Don't you want to eat roast whole sheep? If you don't work hard, you won't have a piece of mutton for a while. "

"What should the king do to have mutton to eat?" Behind Gong Yueyue came Zhao Changyuan's cold voice.

Gong Yue looked at Zhao Changyuan with both hands holding his chest and leaning against the door. Don't mention that cool strength. But it's a little sulky. Gong Yueyue held back his smile, nodded and said, "I think your knife should be good, so you'll be responsible for dividing mutton. Take down the roasted mutton slices and distribute them to everyone. "

After a pause, Gong Yueyue added: "the roasted parts on the top must be evenly sliced down, so that the meat below can continue to be roasted, otherwise it's really burnt outside and not cooked inside."

Gong Yueyue finished without answering, but he could hear everyone take a hard breath of air conditioning. The Lord's automatic knife to divide the meat for everyone? Will they feel that what they eat is not mutton, but their own meat?

No one dares to wait for ready-made food like this? Even roast whole sheep look really appetizing. Well, everyone admits that the smell of roasted whole sheep can lead the iceberg king. It's really not easy.

But now, after careful comparison, the mutton in front of them is obviously not as important as the rice bowls in their hands. Therefore, after Gong Yueyue's words, all the people automatically and consciously backed away, maintaining a very polite distance that would never be involved.

Finally, even the night cry, who had been responsible for turning over the roast mutton and spreading seasoning according to Gong Yueyue's instructions, gave up his immediate work with self-knowledge. Found a lame reason: thirsty. Then he ran away.

Zhao Changyuan still maintained a cool posture, holding his shoulder and tilted the handsome face of common indignation, looking at Gong Yue alone with the fire stick, and then casually said, "OK, I'll divide the meat."

In fact, there is nothing to share. Because everyone retreated automatically and consciously, Zhao Changyuan just picked up the knife and plate and took down the layer of burnt and crisp mutton.

As Gong Yueyue said, Zhao Changyuan's knife work is really good. Each piece of mutton is about the same size and thickness. And it's neat and beautiful on the plate. The golden color and tender mutton combined with the unique aroma of cumin made Gong Yueyue take a breath.

"In fact, I want to say, you really came at a bad time." Gong Yueyue reluctantly shook his head and took the plate from Zhao Changyuan's hand.

Even if she wants to refuse Zhao Changyuan, she can't refuse such a delicious roast whole sheep. Zhao Changyuan is simply testing her bottom line. In fact, Gong Yueyue has no bottom line at all. Especially when facing food, is the bottom line god horse thing? Can I eat it?

Well, even if the bottom line can be eaten, at least Gong Yueyue doesn't think it will be better than the roast whole sheep now.

Zhao Changyuan hooked his lips, showed a beautiful smile, and then cut himself a plate of mutton. Sitting next to Gong Yueyue, he forked a piece of delicious mutton with the tip of his knife and put it in his mouth. Then he said, "but I think I came at the right time. You see, the lamb is roasted at the right time. "

Gong Yueyue glared at Zhao Changyuan, but he still put a piece of mutton in his mouth and chewed it.

It has to be said that the roast mutton tastes delicious. Let Gong Yueyue's taste buds get great enjoyment and satisfaction. This also made her feel much better than just now.

Now it's food. At present, the beautiful man is on the side. Gong Yueyue is willing to eat roast mutton and doesn't think about the quarrel with Zhao Changyuan. Moreover, Zhao Changyuan took the initiative to come here and said such loving words, which is enough to prove that this man is thin skinned and won't deceive people, but he also wants to restore his tense relationship with himself.

Thinking of this, Gong Yueyue simply finished the barbecue on the plate. He handed the plate impolitely: "it tastes good and the knife is also very good. Another plate. "

Zhao Changyuan didn't pick up the plate handed by Gong Yueyue, but looked at Gong Yueyue with a very focused eye. I haven't seen any other action for a long time. If Zhao Changyuan didn't blink occasionally, Gong Yueyue would think he was facing a stone statue.

"What? Haven't you seen a beautiful woman? Or should I say the old saying: "beautiful and delicious?" Gong Yueyue unconsciously put gold on his face.

"It's really beautiful. But... "Zhao Changyuan leaned over, stretched out his slender fingers, gently wiped Gong Yueyue's mouth and said with a smile:" don't you wipe your mouth when you eat? Look at this greasy, you can make pancakes. "

"You... You think I look ugly." Gong Yue glared at Zhao Changyuan. Then he took back the plate in his hand, got up and went to the side of the iron shelf, holding a knife and slicing mutton.

To roast a whole sheep, you must roast one layer like this, and then roast the meat under the slice. Otherwise, the skin and meat outside will be burnt, and the meat inside will be bloody. Of course, it doesn't rule out that some people like to eat medium cooked steak, so the medium cooked mutton should also be delicious.