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After mixing the mud, Zhao Xinyu lit the dead branches on fire, then took the eggs and wrapped them in mud. Liu Fengying chuckled and said, "Let me help you."

Zhao Xinyu chuckled, "Do you think this is easy?"

"If it's not just to wrap it up with mud, what's the technical difficulty?" Du Mengnan gave him a big eye roll.

"You try it."

If Zhao Xinyu hadn't spoken, maybe the three of them wouldn't have taken action. None of the three had any experience in rural life, and they were naturally repulsive to things like mud and water. This was also the reason why they had been together with Zhao Xinyu in the past few years. Many times, they They would also just sit on the ground casually like Zhao Xinyu. If this happened in the past, they would not sit on the ground at all.

But Zhao Xinyu's words aroused the interest of the three of them. The three of them knelt down and imitated Zhao Xinyu's example of wrapping eggs in mud.

While waiting for the wrapping, the three of them couldn't help but shake their heads. They thought they could wrap it easily, but they didn't expect that the thin mud would not be able to stick to the eggs. As soon as they wrapped this side, the mud on that side fell off. It was difficult to wrap it up. However, unlike Zhao Xinyu’s, the buns were round and their buns were all irregular in shape. Either they were thick in one place, or the eggs were exposed in that place.

None of the three people wrapped up their bags, but Zhao Xinyu bagged more than ten. This made the three people speechless, "Zhao Xinyu, what's going on?"

Zhao Xinyu chuckled, "I told you, I don't have much experience in cooking eggs. I can't even wrap the eggs well with just a few years of experience."

"Pack more mud." Du Mengnan reached out and grabbed a big bag of mud to paste on the eggs.

Zhao Xinyu shook his head, "If there is too much mud, the internal pressure will be high. If it is burned with fire, the egg will crack. If the mud is thin, it will not feel like burning the egg, and if it is exposed to fire, the egg will also crack."

As he spoke, Zhao Xinyu glanced at the fire where the smoke had dispersed. You put your wrapped eggs in and try it.

The three of them put the strange-shaped eggs they wrapped into the fire without believing in evil. Zhao Xinyu also put the eggs he wrapped into the fire.

For a moment, the expressions of Du Mengnan and the other two people became embarrassed. The three of them saw that their eggs had turned into a lump of mud, and the eggs were still exposed in some places, while Zhao Xinyu's eggs were still round.

Pop, pop, three soft sounds, the eggs wrapped by the three people burst almost at the same time, and the egg white and yolk that flowed out were roasted by the fire, filled with a trace of fragrance.

Seeing this scene, the three of them looked at each other. It was technically difficult to wrap an egg. Who would believe it, but it was the truth. The egg wrapped by Zhao Xinyu was intact, but the three of them only wrapped one egg. It explodes when you put it in.

The three of them wrapped another one without believing in evil. After putting it in, within a few minutes, the egg burst again. This time, the three of them were completely speechless.

Zhao Xinyu kept wrapping up here, and did not forget to turn over the hardened mud lumps. While turning, Du Mengnan and the others saw cracks on the burnt black mud lumps, but they did not see them. There was egg white or yolk flowing out, which surprised the three of them even more.

Fifteen or six minutes later, Zhao Xinyu wrapped a large basket of eggs and put them into the fire. At this moment, there were at least a hundred mud lumps in the fire. The ones just put in were still steaming, and the ones put in first were has turned into black pimples.

The six eggs packed by the three of them were now broken into two halves, and the egg whites and yolks were also burnt, which made the three of them even more speechless.

"These are ready and ready to eat." As Zhao Xinyu spoke, he pulled out a dozen blackened mud lumps from the fire.

Looking at the mud lumps still smoking, Du Mengnan looked at Zhao Xinyu, "How do you eat this?"

Zhao Xinyu smiled faintly, picked up a dead branch, raised his hand and knocked on a black lump. The burnt soil split instantly, and a faint scent of herbs began to fill the air.

Du Mengnan and the others narrowed their eyes slightly. They saw that the outer skin of the egg was also full of cracks like the mud lumps just now.

You must know that when Zhao Xinyu wrapped the eggs with mud mixed with herbs, they could see clearly that there were no cracks in the eggs. Now that there were cracks on the eggs and they were not broken, they felt incredible.

"Zhao Xinyu, what on earth is going on?"

Zhao Xinyu laughed and said, "How about the taste of the burned eggs first? Be careful not to burn your hands."

While the three of them were washing their hands, Zhao Xinyu smashed up all the mud lumps he pulled out, rinsed the eggs with clean water and put them into a basin.

When the three of them came back, they reached for an egg almost at the same time. With a gentle tap, the cracks in the eggshell's outer skin cracked and shattered, making it extremely easy to peel.

The next moment, a strange aroma began to fill the air. This aroma was different from pickled eggs or scrambled eggs. Although the aroma was light, it was extremely attractive.

And the eggs that are opened are not as white and tender as boiled eggs. The burnt yellow stripes divide the eggs into many small areas. The white and tender egg white and the burnt yellow stripes make an egg like a handicraft.

After taking a bite, an intoxicating aroma filled the mouth. The egg white had a slight salty taste. It was tender, fragrant and smooth. What surprised them most was that there were faint yellow lines inside the egg white.

The three of them looked at the eggs in their hands, and then at Zhao Xinyu who was playing with the mud in the fire. Their eyes were full of horror. They did not expect that the simplest roasted eggs would make Zhao Xinyu taste like this.

They couldn't help but take a bite, and a strong fragrance filled the air. The three of them widened their eyes. They saw that the yolk was as clear as butter and seemed to be flowing.

"Zhao Xinyu, the egg yolk is not ripe." Du Mengnan looked at Zhao Xinyu and said, looking at the trembling golden egg yolk.

"It won't taste good if it's fully cooked. Egg yolks that are medium-ripe are the most fragrant. Take a bite."

With a hint of surprise, Du Mengnan took a bite. The refreshing fragrance did not require chewing at all. The entrance of the egg yolk turned into a flow of fragrance that she couldn't stop. This fragrance made her intoxicated, and there was an indescribable feeling all over her body. A refreshing feeling.

Du Mengnan and the three of them ate an egg without any reaction. Perhaps it was because the taste was too fragrant. The three of them even licked all the yolk on their hands clean.

"You should give the children something to eat."

The three of them were shocked and looked down, with a hint of embarrassment on their faces. They saw four little guys looking at them eagerly, their eyes full of grievances.

The three of them hurriedly peeled the eggs again, and when they felt they were no longer hot, they handed them to the four little guys. Seeing the enjoyment on their faces, the three of them kept swallowing, but this time they tried their best to endure it and put the remaining eggs into their hands. Peel the eggs and put them into a basin.

More than twenty minutes later, Du Mengnan, Guan Bingtong, and Du Mengnan touched their mouths, their eyes full of intoxication. Even though it was just a meal of roasted eggs, they felt more satisfied than a seafood dinner.

The four little guys' bellies were so full that they were still staring at the dozens of black lumps that Zhao Xinyu had picked out.

Zhao Xinyu chuckled, "Son, Wanting, we can't just think about ourselves when we eat. We still have great-grandfather, aunt, and grandma at home. We have all finished eating, but they can't eat anymore. Remember the story of Kong Rong letting pears go?" Bar."

Zhao Huaian, Meng Mingzhi, Meng Mingcheng, and Liu Wanting all nodded, "Mom, peel the eggs and bring them back to my great-grandfather, aunt, and grandma."

When Du Mengnan and the others heard what the four children said, their hearts trembled. At this age, how could they understand what Kong Rong Rangli was like and how this guy educated the four children to be like this.

In the living room, it only took a few minutes for the remaining dozens of eggs to be eaten clean. Looking at the empty basin, Luo Xiao looked at Zhao Xinyu with a hint of surprise.

"Xinyu, these eggs are really cooked."

Meng Lie laughed, "Old leader, you didn't feel a hint of burnt smell in the eggs. These orders must have been burned, but how did you get the burnt yellow stripes on the eggs?"

Zhao Xinyu chuckled, there are medicinal herbs in the mud, and when the mud is dried, the medicinal herbs inside will burn, and finally be imprinted on the egg skin and inside the egg.

A group of people shook their heads in confusion. Zhao Xinyu said it simply, but they knew that there must be something unknown inside.

Du Mengnan and the others thought about the eggs they had packed, and then talked about the eggs, which made the group of people look at Zhao Xinyu in surprise.

Zhao Xinyu chuckled, "Take your time."

"Isn't it your grandpa who taught you how to cook eggs?" Meng Lie asked with a smile.

Zhao Xinyu shook his head, "I came up with this roasted egg myself, but the mixing of herbs was instructed by my grandpa."

"I'll call Sister Min and ask her to learn how to cook eggs with you. These eggs will definitely be popular." Du Mengnan said with a smile.

Zhao Xinyu shook his head. He also knew that Du Mengnan paid great attention to Wuyou Restaurant because she had managed a hotel for several years. Whenever there was a good dish, she would first think of Wuyou Restaurant.

Now that the roasted eggs have been recognized by everyone, and a large number of poultry have been raised in the village this year, it is not a bad idea to introduce the roasted eggs.

"What's for dinner?"

Luo Xiao chuckled, "Why don't we get some more roasted eggs? What we just ate is not enough."

Meng Lie and others nodded in unison. "It's just that the taste of roasted eggs is so good that it doesn't taste good when eating anything else. I just eat roasted eggs."

Zhao Xinyu laughed and said, "Sure, Mengmeng, you go wash the eggs, and I'll go out and knead the mud."

When Zhao Xinyu was mixing mud in the purple bamboo forest, he heard the sound of people talking. When he looked up, he shook his head. He saw a familiar voice in the crowd, and Zheng Min really came over.

"Xinyu, I heard from Mengmeng and the others that wrapping eggs with clay is a science. I am your disciple, teach me."

Zhao Xinyu couldn't help but feel happy, "When it's time to learn cooking, you, the senior disciple, think of the senior disciple. I haven't even heard the word "Master" for several years."

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