Reborn: Still want me to be the receiver? impossible

After deceiving Zhang Wen, brother Shu Zhiqiang went home after catching 70 to 80 kilograms of fish in Yansi Lake.

Shu Zhiqiang has decided that he will no longer sell fish when he gets the money.

Early the next morning, the two brothers got up one after another. Shu Zhiguo yawned and ran to the field where the cages were placed.

Shu Zhiqiang went to the back kitchen, moved the pot on the stove to the iron stove, then took the braised duck out of the brine and hung it on the stove hole.

The duck had been boiled in brine yesterday, and after being soaked overnight, the marinade had penetrated into the entire duck meat.

Now as long as it is roasted over fire, it will definitely be crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, much more delicious than the authentic roast duck.

Just as he was about to make the dough, Xiong Fengxia walked into the kitchen with a puzzled look on her face.

"Qiangzi, why did you get up so early?"

Shu Zhiqiang looked back, and then explained that his sister wanted to eat roast duck, so he got up early to hang the duck.

As he spoke, he handed over the flour: "Mom, help me roll out some dough."

"It's a little bigger and thinner than the dumpling wrapper. I'll wrap it up for roast duck later."

Xiong Fengxia didn't know what roast duck was or how to eat it. She only knew that her son needed her help.

Watching his mother start kneading the dough, Shu Zhiqiang walked behind the stove and started to light a fire.

Soon the flames rose, and the raging fire covered the braised duck on the stove hole.

The snack guy walked in with an angry look on his face, yawning and rubbing his eyes.

When she saw her mother and brother busy at work, as well as the braised duck on the stove, she suddenly lost all sleep.

"Brother, are you roasting duck?"

She ran to the stove with excitement on her face and looked up at the braised duck wrapped in fire.

Under the hot flames, a large amount of oil and water overflowed from the surface of the duck skin, making a sizzling sound.

The braised aroma, which was already full of spices, became even more intense under the heat of the flames.

Xiong Fengxia and Shu Zhixuan couldn't help but sniff, almost indulging in the fragrance they had never smelled before.

Shu Zhiqiang looked up and reminded with a smile: "Xuanxuan, stay away, don't be fooled."

As soon as he finished speaking, the oil beads on the skin of the braised duck suddenly exploded, making several popping sounds.

"what……"

With a sudden cry of pain, Shu Zhixuan covered her forehead and took several steps back.

"Xuanxuan!" Shu Zhiqiang and Xiong Fengxia's expressions changed. He quickly stepped forward and became concerned: "Let me see quickly, where is the injury?"

The two of them checked Shu Zhixuan's face and found no obvious red spots.

If the oil burns your cheek, there will be an extra scar in the future!

A girl has a scar on her face, which is a very serious matter.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Shu Zhixuan choked, pointed at her forehead and said aggrievedly: "Here."

Hearing this, Shu Zhiqiang and Xiong Fengxia quickly opened each other's bangs to check.

They were relieved when they found that there were only one or two insignificant red spots.

"For letting you get so close, your brother even asked you to stay away." Xiong Fengxia scolded, then returned to the stove and continued to knead the dough.

Looking at Shu Zhixuan with a pouty look on his face, Shu Zhiqiang smiled and ruffled her hair.

"It's okay, go brush your teeth and wash your face.

Your second brother brought back a can of malted milk yesterday. After washing up, he went to make a drink. He also made a cup for our mother. "

When Xiong Fengxia, who was kneading dough, heard this, she quickly said that she didn't want to drink that stuff.

Originally, she wanted to blame Shu Zhiqiang for wasting money, but after thinking about it, she still didn't say it.

Since you have already bought it, let's leave it to Zhiguo and Xuanxuan to drink.

Shu Zhixuan didn't linger, then turned around to brush her teeth and wash her face.

She had only heard that malted milk was delicious, but she had never tasted it until she was so old.

Now that the eldest brother and the second brother have bought it, she must try it.

"Don't put too much, one and a half spoonfuls can make a cup." Shu Zhiqiang reminded loudly, then returned to the stove and continued to light the fire.

Half an hour later, Shu Zhiguo came back with two cages containing many lobsters and eels.

"It smells so good." He sniffed, then looked at the stove following the scent.

The braised duck on the stove hole has shrunk in size, and its skin has become shiny.

This thing is the braised duck I had yesterday. It seems a little different?

Xiong Fengxia had already made a lot of hair-thin dough and was looking at Shu Zhiqiang with a puzzled look.

She has made dozens of dough sheets, what should she do next?

Looking at the shiny roast duck, she couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

Where did the eldest son learn this cooking skill, and she, the mother, didn't know?

Just the spicy crayfish, steamed dumplings, and the roast duck. It’s not an exaggeration to say that he is a chef in a state-owned hotel.

"Mom, just leave this to me. You can wash the rice and make some porridge."

Shu Zhiqiang first took over the work from his mother, and then handed over the work of lighting the fire to his younger brother.

He put all the noodles in a steamer basket and steamed them in a big pot.

Then take off the roast duck that is a little smaller and turn it around and place it on the chopping board.

It was too hot to start with, so he chose to brush his teeth and wash his face first.

After a few minutes, the skin of the roast duck had cooled down a lot, and he started to use the knife.

He first chopped off the duck's head, and then cut off two pieces of skin on the neck and chest with a diagonal knife.

He placed the cut duck meat on a tray aside, and then continued to slice the duck meat along the traces.

Originally, the meat of the duck is already very soft after being braised, and it will basically fall apart as soon as it is pressed.

Fortunately, after one night of cooling, the meat became much firmer, and then grilled for half an hour, the meat became completely crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

Slice down along with the shiny duck skin, and the skin and meat will be cut evenly.

Piece after piece, piece after piece, neatly placed on the tray.

Sudden! Two hands, one big and one small, stretched out and snatched away the duck meat that had just been placed on it.

Shu Zhiqiang was stunned, then looked back at Shu Zhiguo and Xuanxuan,

The two of them held a piece of roast duck with a faint heat in their hands and stuffed it directly into their mouths.

"Wow! It smells so good and delicious..."

Seeing the expressions of enjoyment on their faces, Shu Zhiqiang could only smile helplessly.

"Xuanxuan, help eldest brother pick some cucumbers from the vegetable garden."

No lettuce this season, otherwise it would be perfect.

"Oh! Okay."

A few minutes later, a family was sitting at the Eight Immortals table, and four people were looking curiously at Shu Zhiqiang, who was demonstrating to them.

"Now, let's put the duck meat in the dough, add a cucumber slice, then brush some sauce and roll it up..."

Shu Zhiqiang demonstrated patiently, then stuffed the rolled roast duck pancake into his mouth and took a bite.

Hmm...it still tastes like braised duck, but the texture is many times better than just eating braised duck.

Seeing Shu Zhiqiang's expression of enjoyment, the four of them, Father Shu and Mother Shu, also began to imitate it in a decent manner.

After just one bite, everyone unanimously approved of it.

Shu Zhixuan even ran to take out the lunch box, preparing to pack it first in case these people made all the roast duck.