sinovels Chapter 88 Roasted Whole Lamb
Chapter 88 Roasted Whole Lamb
Wei Yinghong took out a long Western-style chef's knife and quickly sliced the bread.
This knife was made by Lu Yuan using leftover material when he had a batch of kitchen knives made.
This knife wasn't very useful in the kitchen, so it was perfect for Wei Yinghong to use for cutting bread.
Wei Yinghong placed the sliced noodles in a white plate and pushed it to Mrs. Ding, saying, "Sister, try it and see if it's good."
Mrs. Ding picked up a piece with curiosity, put it in her mouth, and was instantly captivated by its cloud-like texture.
The aroma of milk fills the mouth, followed by the lingering aroma of wheat.
"Girl, this bread is even better than the ones in the Western restaurants in the provincial capital!" Mrs. Ding couldn't help but pick up another slice of bread and eat it.
She shares the same flaw as most wealthy women of this era: she tries to be fashionable and follow trends.
Go to a Western restaurant for steak and coffee, even if you're not used to it, you should still go.
"Big sister, wait for me!" Wei Yinghong seemed to have thought of something and hurriedly rushed out with a few more slices of bread.
A few minutes later, he rushed back in a hurry, but the bread on the plate had turned into sandwiches.
The neatly cut surfaces of the fried egg, cucumber, lettuce, and tomato revealed a beautiful color combination.
"Big sister, try this sandwich!"
Amidst Mrs. Ding's shocked expression, Wei Yinghong turned the plate towards her.
However, her shock didn't last long, since the bread was already baked and the sandwiches were just a natural consequence.
She couldn't resist her curiosity and picked up a sanming (a type of savory sesame seed) and took a small bite.
The first bite is still the incredibly soft texture of the bread, followed by the fresh aroma of vegetables and the caramelized fragrance of fried eggs.
Wait, why is there also a salty and savory beef flavor, and a rich meat sauce smell?
Wei Yinghong grinned: "My son said he'd make some mayonnaise to spread inside when he has time, that would make it authentic. For now, I'm using his mushroom meat sauce instead. Doesn't it taste a little strange?"
Mrs. Ding shook her head and said, "It's not strange at all. I think it's delicious, definitely better than the Western restaurants in the provincial capital!"
Actually, this savory flavor is more suitable for Mrs. Ding. She finds the low-class method of mixing salad dressing and ketchup rather strange.
After all, they all came from that impoverished era, so they can't develop that kind of fashionable taste.
The authentic aroma of meat and the salty flavor are the tastes etched into her DNA.
Suddenly a gentle breeze blew through the window, its coolness dispelling the summer heat.
She turned to look at her son, who was eating diligently, and then gazed at the majestic mountains in the distance.
With the sandwich in her mouth, she suddenly felt that the world was so quiet and comfortable.
This is a simple pleasure of enjoying food; no one talks to her about complicated etiquette or insincere flattery.
She suddenly understood what Wei Yinghong meant by "simple"—wasn't that just the state of normal life?
Didn't she also grow up in this kind of environment?
However, as Boss Ding's business grew bigger and bigger, it seemed as if layers of shackles were constantly being placed on her.
They tied her up so tightly that she became deformed, twisted, and unrecognizable.
At that moment, she smiled with relief, took a big bite of the sandwich, swallowed it down, and then said to Wei Yinghong with a smile:
"Thank you, girl!"
"No need to thank me!" Wei Yinghong waved her hand and said, "You've come all the way from the city to eat, I should be thanking you!"
Mrs. Ding asked, "Would it be a bother if I came to your little house so often?"
"No problem!" Wei Yinghong smiled happily. "Anyway, I'm quite bored here by myself. You're welcome to come anytime!"
"Then it's a deal!"
"It's a deal!"
. . .
Mr. Xu and Mr. Wang attached great importance to the banquet in the afternoon and arrived early to prepare.
They brought in good cigarettes, good wine, and good tea as if they were free.
The menu was finalized long ago, and the two CEOs had surprisingly similar requirements: it had to be high-end, classy, and sophisticated.
Simply put, it's flamboyant.
Lu Yuan added plenty of dry ice this time, so that the rough bosses at these two tables were eating in a cloud of mist the whole time.
After these private banquets, Lu Yuan noticed that everyone was very interested in the small plate platters.
So he served several small platters today, since having more of them provides the most direct visual experience.
Cold dish platter: Wild game cold shredded vegetables, cold beef tendon, scallion oil shredded chicken, and cold fish skin.
Lamb platter: lamb neck, hand-pulled lamb, steamed lamb in a bowl, and stir-fried lamb.
Fried food platter: Deep-fried crucian carp, deep-fried ribbonfish, deep-fried sandwich, and deep-fried oyster mushrooms.
The way some dishes are served has also been adjusted accordingly.
This time, Lu Yuan specially made a dish called "Carp Leaping Over the Dragon Gate," which is similar in form to the squirrel-shaped mandarin fish.
Both methods involve frying the fish into a curved shape so that it stands upright on the plate.
Then, by pouring the sauce on-site, we invited our two distinguished guests, the CEOs, to personally prepare the dish.
The series of actions won enthusiastic applause from the diners on site. The two bosses and the distinguished guests were all smiles and very pleased.
Today, Lu Yuanxin added a new dish: whole roasted lamb!
There are several ways to prepare roasted whole lamb in northern China, but the ingredients are all the same: young lambs from the Tan sheep herd, the kind that get killed before they've even had a chance to date.
This lamb is tender and not gamey, and the skin becomes crispy after being lightly grilled.
Lu Yuan specially asked his uncle to send two lambs weighing less than 20 jin each, and started marinating them in the morning.
Lu Yuan didn't have a traditional pit oven or a hanging oven, so he opted for the traditional flat charcoal grill.
In the courtyard, a charcoal stove was temporarily built with bricks, and a pile of charcoal was lit in advance.
Yesterday, Lu Hua went to the blacksmith's shop in town and had the blacksmith weld a set of iron mesh and iron frame.
After the fire is lit, place the iron rack on the charcoal stove, then tie the marinated lambs to the iron mesh and place them on the iron racks on both sides.
Today, Lu Jie was assigned to roast whole lamb, constantly turning the iron mesh by hand to slow-roast the lamb at a low temperature of 360°.
Lu Yuan would come over from time to time to check the temperature of the fire and brush the lambs with oil and chili sauce.
As time went on, the lamb's surface gradually turned a golden brown, and the aroma of caramelized meat from the Maillard reaction wafted out.
As Lu Jie turned the lamb around, his mouth watered uncontrollably.
"This job is too torturous!" Lu Jie felt wronged. He really wanted to tear off a piece of meat and sneak a bite, but he suppressed the evil thought when he thought about being kicked by Lu Yuanfei.
After roasting for three hours, Lu Yuan, that devil, finally came and took the mutton away.
Lu Jie collapsed to the ground, finally relieved.
Whole roasted lamb must be served on a square wooden platter.
The Zhou family's master happened to be here these past few days, so Lu Yuan asked them to help him make a few.
The wooden platter was lined with lettuce, topped with a layer of onions, and on top of that, a whole roasted lamb, golden brown and slightly charred, lay on top of the onions, looking incredibly tempting.
The atmosphere at these two business banquets was already very lively, thanks to the successive courses of exquisite dishes.
But the moment the tempting whole roasted lamb was brought into the private room, the atmosphere instantly reached its peak.
The entire wooden tray was surrounded by a red ribbon, with a red embroidered ball tied under the sheep's neck, making it look very festive.
Zhenzhen and Pingping warmly invited them to their respective private rooms:
"Please join Mr. Wang (Mr. Xu) and our distinguished guests in completing the sheep-opening ceremony!"