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Don’t think it’s just roast duck, but the process of making duck embryos is very cumbersome. You also need to bake lotus leaf cakes, make sweet noodle sauce, etc. Fortunately, the sauces of this era are well developed. Yang Jian just modified the sauce and transformed the sauce into Beijing Sweet noodle sauce for roast duck.

On the contrary, the final roasting process is much cheaper than making duck embryos.

The dining room was filled with the smell of duck meat, slowly drifting away, it was not real at first, but soon, the smell became stronger and stronger, as if it could be addictive.

Yuwenhui sniffed vigorously. He is usually the most "squeamish" person. Because he was born in the Yuwen family, he has a very picky taste. He never eats duck, and he doesn't care about others, because Yuwenhui can't stand the smell of duck. .

Although the duck is delicious, if it is not handled properly, there will be a smell of duck, especially after roasting, the smell of duck will not decrease, but will become more intense. Duck is delicious, so I never cook duck dishes.

Yu Wenhui did not expect that one day he would be able to smell such a fragrant duck smell, without any aggression at all, it smelled full of meat, and the aroma of duck meat was wrapped in the unique smell of roasting, just took a sip , rolling in the belly, it was like thunder!

Yuwenhui came to the door early in the morning with a roast duck oven, Yang Jian spent a lot of time making duck embryos, now it is already past noon, Yuwenhui suddenly felt hungry, in fact, most of it was gluttony up.

Yang Zan had been prepared for a long time, because he had seen the crispy noodles made by his elder brother, so he was no longer surprised, and just waited expectantly.

Yang Guang, the little bun, was peeking outside. Seeing that the roast duck was about to come out of the oven, he didn’t need to peek any more, so he pretended to come back, ran in, and said in a childish voice, “Wow——it smells so good. Fragrant! Father, it smells so good!"

Seeing the little bun come back, Yang Jian said, "It just so happens that the roast duck is out of the oven."

The roasting time of the roast duck doesn't need to be too long, but it can't be away from people for a moment. Yang Jian has been standing by the stove, seeing that it's almost done, he took out the roast duck.

If the aroma just now was separated by a layer of "tulle", now the roast duck is like a beauty who has come slowly. Pingting appeared from behind the gauze, and the "dominant" aroma was obsessed from all sides. It's just maddening to come around.

The colored roast duck is roasted with reddish-red skin, which is smooth and shiny. Under the sunlight in early summer, it looks extremely attractive. Now it is full of color and fragrance. Duck dishes must be delicious in the world.

Yu Wenhui asked eagerly, "Can I eat it?"

But Yang Jian said: "Why is the general in such a hurry? This authentic roast duck is also very particular about eating. If you don't follow this particular way of eating, wouldn't it be delicious?"

Yu Wenhui didn't care about it at first, but after thinking about it carefully, if there is a stunning beauty in front of him, then he really needs to pay attention to it, otherwise it will be a beauty?

Yang Jian waited for the roast duck to cool down a bit, put the duck in an open chengpan, rolled up his sleeves so as not to get in the way, lightly brushed his index finger over a row of knives, and finally landed on a pair of knives he wanted. On the knife, pull out the knife with a "whoosh".

When everyone saw Yang Jian picking up the knife, they immediately thought of the scene where Yang Jian simply slaughtered a live duck before, and couldn't help but all fell silent, watching Yang Jian wielding the knife honestly.

Speaking of the authentic way of eating Beijing roast duck, if you search the Internet, there must be all kinds of ways. I wish the whole Internet old Beijing taught you how to eat roast duck, but these ways of eating are most likely wrong. Coincidentally, Yang Jianbian He is a person who has worked hard on this way of eating.

I saw Yang Jian pressing the roast duck with his left hand, holding a knife with his right, and began to slice the duck. This authentic Beijing roast duck must not be chopped into several pieces like eating roast goose, but should be sliced ​​into apricot leaves or willow leaves. , the most authentic method is one hundred and eight pieces, one piece is no more and one piece is less, and each piece has skin.

Yang Jian's technique was crisp and neat, "唰唰唰唰" began to slice the roast duck, almost in one go, stacked the sliced ​​willow leaves in the Chengpan one by one, the duck slices were stacked, the crispy skin was on top, and the duck meat was on the bottom. A complete piece of roast duck, from the outside you can only see the crispy red skin, the appearance is quite outstanding.

Yang Jian made a good duck, and Yu Wenhui couldn't wait again, but Yang Jian said, "Wait a little longer."

"Still waiting?!" Although Yu Wenhui was impatient, he still stopped his movements.

After Yang Jian cleaned his hands, he asked the cook to take out the cucumbers and green onions that he had prepared in advance, cut the cucumbers into strips, cut the green onions, put them in the small Chengpan, and poured out some improved version of sweet noodle sauce, and finally put the freshly baked Remove the lotus leaf cake from the warm cage.

Yang Jian cleaned his hands again and took out a piece of lotus leaf cake. With dexterous white fingers, he opened the lotus leaf cake from the middle and made two copies. The lotus leaf cake of Beijing Roast Duck is delicate, thin, tough and compact, and it is almost transparent when facing the light. Shhh It was steaming, and the smell of noodle came out. Not to mention the roast duck, even this lotus leaf cake is enough to make your index finger move.

Yang Jian supported the lotus leaf cake with his slender palm, unfolded the lotus leaf cake, then picked up the chopsticks, and gently picked out some sweet noodle sauce, the tip of the chopsticks was wrapped with dark sweet noodle sauce, slowly turning milky white Smudged on the lotus leaf cake, a little bit more evenly.

Then he put down the chopsticks and replaced them with new chopsticks. He picked up three slices of willow-leaf duck with meat on the belt and put them in the middle of the lotus leaf cake. He also put two white green onions in it , and finally roll up the lotus leaf cake

This burrito is also particular. Fold the left side first, then the bottom, and finally the right side as well. The lotus leaf cake instantly becomes a small white bun, wrapped tightly on three sides, only the top is exposed. The red duck skin is exposed inside, the tender duck meat, the shredded green onions are lingering with the dark sauce.

Yu Wenhui said strangely: "How can this cucumber not be involved?"

Yang Jian said: "Cucumbers are not rolled into pancakes, they are eaten alone, otherwise the clear taste of cucumbers will overwhelm the aroma of roast duck."

Many people are afraid of getting greasy when eating roast duck, but in fact the most authentic roast duck is not greasy. The unique charm of roast duck lies in the aroma of duck. In the cake, if you feel greasy, just eat a piece alone to relieve the greasy.

Yuwenhui was already eager to try, seeing Yang Jian rolled up the first lotus leaf cake, he immediately stretched out his hand, who knew that Yang Jian smiled, passed Yuwenhui directly, and delivered the first roll of duck cake to the little bun Yang Guang .

Yuwen Huikong stretched out his hand: "..."

The little bun immediately showed a sweet smile, and the sweetness was so sweet that he spared no effort, and said, "Father Crab!"

Immediately, "Wow!" Bite down, the duck skin is crispy, the green onion is fragrant, the sweet noodle sauce enhances the taste, and it is wrapped with a lotus leaf cake noodle fragrance, let alone Yang Guang. I have never eaten such delicious duck dishes.

The little bun was stunned for a moment, blinked his big eyes, took another bite of the duck cake, and stuffed all the duck cake into his mouth with the second bite, chewing with his bulging cheeks, feeling surprised and amazed at the same time. Surprised is surprised that this duck dish can be called a delicacy in the world, Nahan is how Nahan's father acquired such cooking skills, I don't know.

Yuwen met Xiao Baozi's delicious food, although Xiao Baozi didn't comment on it, but at this moment, the silence was louder than the sound, and he was almost hungry, and urged him, "Quickly, give me a roll."

Yang Jian did as he said, rolled the second duck cake, and stretched out his hand, Yuwenhui missed again this time, and this time Yang Jian's duck cake was delivered to his third brother Yang Zan.

Yang Jian said with a smile: "Thanks to the third brother who went hunting for ducks early in the morning, and tasted it."

Yang Zan took the rolled duck cake, seeing the delicate and smooth lotus leaf cake, suddenly felt some emotion in his heart, as if he wanted to write an impromptu fu about duck food, opened his mouth, and finally said: "Let's eat first, lest it get cold."

Yuwenhui was so anxious now, Yuwenhui wished he could turn around like a donkey, eating all the big and small ones, only himself, the person who delivered the stove, hadn't eaten.

Yang Jian rolled the duck cake for the third time, and this time it was finally Yu Wenhui's turn. He handed it to Yu Wenhui and said with a smile: "Thank you for the oven, General. This oven is impeccably made. You can eat duck cakes." Food, the great general has contributed a lot, of course... the great general must not forget to pay back the money."

Yu Wenhui was holding the duck cake, as if he had found a treasure, and was very careful, for fear that the Baishengsheng duck cake would be too fragile and would be crushed by himself, and he wanted to stuff it into his mouth full of joy, but he suddenly heard Yang Jian say, "Repay the money!" ", I suddenly felt like I couldn't eat, like a stick in my throat.

Yu Wenhui is a great general of Hussars, and his father is the prime minister of the court. It is no exaggeration to say that Yuwen's family can cover the sky with one hand. Being able to be dumb and eat Coptis chinensis is hard to tell, not for anything else, it is because of the contract of money.

If Yuwen will go home and sue, the book contract will be exposed, and no matter it is tens of millions of dollars or face, it will definitely be lost by then.There must be one face and one face, right?So I can only admit it.

Yu Wenhui always felt that Yang Jian had planned it long ago, and knew that he had nowhere to sue, so he was so confident.

Yu Wenhui felt choked up, but the roast duck still had to be eaten. He held up the duck cake devoutly, opened his lips, and prepared to put the duck cake into his mouth in one go...

"Brother!"

At this moment, a loud roar was heard suddenly, the sound was like a bell, loud and excited, Yuwenhui's duck cake was almost thrown into the mouth, "Bang!!", the back shoulder was hit hard, and the duck cake in his hand It was thrown out, and "Baji" fell to the ground.

Yu Wenhui was taken aback for a moment, staring at Huang'er's duck cakes scattered on the ground, and murmured, "I, my cakes..."

A tall black shadow rushed in from the outside, shouting "big brother", which caught everyone by surprise. Yang Jian thought about it calmly. Currently, he only has two cheap younger brothers, one is the third younger brother, Yang Jian. Zan, the other is the second brother Yang Zheng.

I heard that Yang Zheng went to war with his father, so he should not be in Jingzhaocai.

Yang Jian calmly looked at the tall man who rushed in. The man was less than 20 years old, but his face was mature and steady, and his figure was the tallest among them. With a sword in his hand.

Yang Zan said in surprise: "Second, second brother? Why did you come back? Didn't you return to the court in the next few days?"

Sure enough, this person was Yang Jian's cheap second brother Yang Zheng.

Yang Zheng didn't have time to say anything else, he looked impatient, rushed in, grabbed Yang Jian's hands, and said eagerly: "Brother! Grandpa is back! When I first entered Jingzhao, I heard that my elder brother added a half to the family. The eldest grandson has returned with a knife in hand, so hurry up and avoid the limelight for a few days, brother!"

Yang Jian's eyebrows twitched, he rubbed his forehead, and the next moment he heard a voice full of confidence saying, "Little bastard still wants to run away?! I know that the second child is going to report the news!"

Following the sound, another person stepped into the dining room, that person was also dressed in a casual suit, in his forties, with a beard, and an upright look on his face, Yang Jian frowned again, no need to ask, this person The person who came must be his cheap father——Sui Guogong Yang Zhong!

Yang Zhong strode in and stood at the door of the dining room. He took a closer look and saw that the dining room was very exciting, and the head of Yuwen's family, Saburo, was there.Yang Zhong's tiger eyes looked like razor blades, he stared at Yuwenhui firmly, and said: "It's so lively today, I know that the old man is going back to the house, and Prime Minister Yuwen's Lord Sanlang is also here as a guest?"

Yu Wenhui seemed a little afraid of Yang Zhong: "Let's go now, let's go now..."

As he spoke, he glanced regretfully at the disheveled duck cake on the ground, hurriedly strode out of the dining room, left without stopping, and disappeared without a trace.

Yuwen would run away, so Yang Zhong lowered his eyes and stared at the little bun Yang Guang. Before Yang Zhong could make trouble, the little bun Yang Guang moved his eyes, and suddenly stretched out two small hands, holding them high above his head. On tiptoe, holding a crooked roasted duck pancake.

"Grandfather! Eat cakes!" Xiao Baozi's voice was crisp and soft, and he seemed a little shy and soft, and said sweetly: "Father knew that grandpa wanted to eat duck dishes, so he worked tirelessly to make ducks and ducks. Look, grandpa." , father and father's hands are hot red!"

As the little bun spoke, he pointed to Yang Jian's palm. The palm was indeed red, but it wasn't because it was hot for duck dishes, but because it would be red for beating Yuwen yesterday...

Yang Guang, the little bun, squinted his eyes indiscriminately. He knew that his current identity was indeed not Yang Jian's biological son. If he wanted to stay in Sui Guogong's mansion, he still needed Sui Guogong's permission.

Retreat to advance.

Yang Guang, the little bun, kept holding the roasted duck cake, his two small eyebrows drooped slightly, his thick eyelashes trembled twice, and his big cat eyes were immediately filled with water vapor.Yang Guang usually has a little bit of whiteness, and his eyes always make him look older than a child of the same age. At this time, the water vapor condenses in the fundus of his eyes, just covering Sanbai so that he can't see clearly.

Little Baozi pursed his mouth, tears welled in his eyes, and looked like he was trying not to shed tears. His little shoulders shook several times, and he said in a nasal voice, choked with grievances: "No, don't blame father and father. Father and father are good fathers and fathers, if grandpa doesn't like it, just let me go..."

The author has something to say: today’s sweet bun Yang Guang is not filled with black sesame, but with a strong green tea flavor~

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As I was writing, I was getting hungry, so the stupid author decided to order a takeaway roast duck of the same style as my father and father.Then I thought I ordered takeaway anyway, so I bought some other ones by the way, so I brought 1 box of mapo tofu, 1 box of Kung Pao chicken, 1 box of radish in abalone sauce, 1 box of olive green beans, and 1 box of Baqi small Eggplant... It's a pity that there is no sweet and sour pork and Maoxuewang...