The leisurely countryside of the live broadcasting mountain master

Chapter 407
Lao Gou and others made a phone call and picked up a lot of firewood one after another. Since Yu Yishan still has Yaxing to continue grilling, they still have to wait on him carefully.

The little shit they caused has already caused troubles for Yu Yishan, Liu Zhi and others. If Yu Yishan's elegance is also swept away, then today's flattering activity will be a complete failure, and it will have the opposite effect.

They must perform well, turn bad things into good things, and leave a good impression on Shan Ye and the people of Wanfa Group.

So these building bosses immediately got busy regardless of their hard work, and arranged for personnel to stand guard, holding crossbows and guarding near Yishan, Liu Zhi and others, saying that they would strictly guard against enemy sneak attacks.

Yu Yishan was a little amused when he saw their armed guard, but he didn't interfere with their behavior. He just told them to boil fire and water, preparing to pluck the pheasants.

Little Tutu looked at those pheasants with bright feathers, suddenly had an idea, and said to Yishan: "Why don't we make beggar chickens?"

Yu Yishan thought for a while: "Okay, just be a few beggars."

Picking out two pheasants whose viscera had been cleaned, Yu Yishan directly sprinkled compound seasonings inside the cavities of the pheasants, and asked the old dog and others to dig the mud.

The mud used by the beggar chicken is not picky, but at least it needs to be slightly sticky mud, preferably yellow mud, which can completely wrap the whole pheasant.

The nearby soil was mixed with more sand and gravel, and the viscosity was not enough. Laogou and others could only look for it in the distance. After a long delay, they brought back a bucket of red soil with a bucket.

Yu Yishan took out some mud and tried it, and it felt okay, at least there was no sand.

So he mixed the red mud with some water and wrapped the pheasants.

The little rabbit followed behind curiously, and asked, "Is it just covered in mud like this? It won't make the chicken dirty, right?"

"Haha." Yu Yishan said with a smile: "Why don't you call it a beggar's chicken? Can there be a clean chicken made by beggars?"

"Impossible." Little Tutu said: "I bought beggar's chicken before, and they wrapped a layer of lotus leaves on the outside of the chicken, and it was quite clean - if it's not clean, it can't be eaten."

Yu Yishan said: "That kind of beggar chicken should actually be called lotus leaf chicken. The real beggar chicken is just wrapped in mud on the outside without plucking its hair or even pulling out its internal organs. . . . it might be hard for you to imagine."

"Isn't it? Can you eat that too?"

"The beggar is so hungry that he steals the chicken to satisfy his hunger. At this time, he doesn't care about the taste. Being able to roast the chicken and eat it is already worthy of his status as a human being."

Yu Yishan said with a smile: "Just by hearing the name Beggar Chicken, you should be able to imagine the origin of Beggar Chicken. Many famous dishes have been continuously improved by later generations."

Little Tutu said: "Then you also improve our beggar chicken, I don't want to eat mud."

"Don't worry, you can't eat the mud. When the mud on the outside is dry, you can peel it off and it will fall off cleanly. By the way, you will also pluck out the chicken feathers."

Yu Yishan said: "If you still feel unclean, you can peel off the outer layer of chicken skin and don't eat it - then you will be a piece of skin."

"You are the skin..." Little Tutu pinched Yu Yishan, and said again: "Would the chicken that is baked so simply be unpalatable?"

Yu Yishan said: "It's okay, I have the secret recipe ingredients, so it won't be too unpalatable."

After wrapping a few pheasants in mud, the old dog and others have already started the fire.

Yu Yishan stuffed these lumps of wet mud into the bottom of the fire, and left them alone. When the fire gradually became smaller, people paid attention to adding firewood and maintaining a certain temperature.

The rest of the job of grilling the pheasant was handed over to Lao Gou and others. Yu Yishan was only responsible for providing compound seasonings. The old dogs boiled water, plucked the pheasant, cleaned it, and then found branches and sticks to fork the pheasant. Grill slowly on the grill.

Yu Yishan was mainly in charge of roasting the hare, and Liu Zhi and others were also targeting this hare. They thought that pheasant might not be so delicious when roasted, but the hare was roasted by Yu Yishan when he was broadcasting live before. After one, it looks much more delicious.

After tossing back and forth for an hour, the old dogs' pheasant was roasting happily, and Ouyang Mingming's group finally came to the door.

When this group of people approached the camp, everyone felt that there was darkness in front of them, and the ax gang inside had the momentum, but the clothes were not uniform, even killing Matt's beggar outfit.

The middle-aged man walked up to the front of the crowd again, and said to Yishan and the others: "Everyone is very elegant, but it's still early for dinner, everyone should do business first and then eat... If you still have time to eat after finishing business... If you use your strength to grill."

The old dog and the others were suddenly a little depressed. Now that he has worked so hard to barbecue here, if he is sent to the hospital later, wouldn't these roasted chickens be cheaper for others?

Thinking of this, the old dog and others couldn't help but want to throw the roast chicken directly into the fire.

Yu Yishan glanced at the old dog and the others, and said calmly: "What are you in a hurry for? Cook slowly, and you will be hungry after the fight. If you don't prepare any food now, what will you eat when you are hungry?"

The old dogs thought about it, Yu Yishan's words made sense, but everyone has to play, everyone, who is going to look at these roast chickens that are still on the grill?

Will the bosses of Wanfa Group do this job?
The middle-aged man on the opposite side said again at this time: "Okay, don't smudge, come out, we don't bully you today, yesterday you almost two or three people beat one of us, I will count you as two, and you get rid of ten thousand people here." There are a few people from the Fa Group, and there are more than a dozen other people, we will send out [-] people, and we don’t take any guys, just compete in the woods here, how about it, it’s moral enough."

When the old dog and the others heard that they would not take the guy, they felt a lot more relaxed, and immediately geared up and said, "Then come...women on our side don't have to participate, right? It has nothing to do with what happened last night."

The middle-aged man glanced at Little Tutu, and said impatiently: "We don't hit women, you men come out quickly."

Yu Yishan said with a smile: "Well, for the sake of your morality, I will be a little lighter when I beat you later."

The middle-aged man smiled disdainfully: "Then I have to thank you."

"That's not necessary, after all, you still have to be beaten." Yu Yishan waved his hand, and said to the old dog and the others: "You look at the roast chicken, fights... I'll go first."

The middle-aged man was slightly taken aback: "We didn't intend to play heads-up with you. We already told you that we should fight more and less. You still want to fight one by one? Do you think you are playing KOF?"

Yu Yishan said with a smile: "I know, you just go up together, I also want to roast chicken here, you guys beat me down first and I'll talk about it later."

(End of this chapter)