Finally, Zhang Chunsheng ate vegetarian spring rolls.

This kind of vegetarian spring roll is to cut carrots and white radish into thin shreds, add a little shredded green onion, and then roll it up with a thin spring roll skin, then dip it in a dip with spicy oil, sweet vinegar, soy sauce, and mustard.

When Wang Ning and the others came over, the roast duck had not yet been released.

Fu Shiyi, Amei, Zhang Chunsheng, Zheng Laojing and others were waiting by the oven.

The eager look directly made Wang Ning and Mrs. Du also become very interested in the oven.

The furnace door is still closed and the smell has not spread out, but the moment Fu Shi opened the furnace door-

Everyone couldn't help but sniff quietly: It smells so good...

And at this moment, a large amount of saliva was secreted from under the tongue and gushed out.

The freshly baked roast duck has not yet collapsed and is still bulging and bright.

Moreover, the duck skin that has been brushed with a little red braised soup looks red and bright, and it is simply shining.

While the duck breasts had not yet collapsed, Fu Shiyi quickly asked everyone to sit down and took a knife and took a piece of meat himself.

When eating duck, it is important to slice the skin first and then the meat.

Especially for the duck breast, the skin and the meat are separated, and the skin is roasted so soft and crispy. You can hear the sound of "Kaz" when you bite it.

"This little skin is eaten with white sugar." Fu Shi said as he looked at the roast duck skin in the plate in front of him, he spoke out to remind him.

Mrs. Du didn't hesitate at all, picked up the crispy piece and rolled it into the sugar.

The bright red crispy skin was covered with a layer of fine white sugar, and immediately jumped to the peak of appearance, as if silently charming everyone.

Mrs. Du almost couldn't wait to put it into her mouth.

How to say it, it feels a bit like mixing sugar with oil residue.

But this crisp duck skin is more fragrant, crisper, and not greasy than oil residue. After taking a bite, some slight oil splashes and scatters between the lips and teeth, bringing a mellow and wonderful fragrance.

The slight sweetness of the white sugar gives this little bit of oil a subtle freshness - not like meat, but like a small snack.

The most essential skin is just a little bit, and everyone will lose it after a bite.

Looking at the unfulfilled look of everyone, Fu Shiyi raised his eyebrows proudly: What he wants is this unfulfilled!

Strike while the iron is hot, pick a handful of duck meat and then slice it down.

When it comes to slice duck meat, the knife should be tilted down so that the slice can be as large as possible and thinner as possible, and the fibers of the meat can be cut off to ensure the taste.

At this time, Fu Shiyi had already begun to guide everyone: "Take a piece of lotus leaf cake and put it in the palm of your hand, then grab the duck meat, dip it in a little noodle sauce, brush it on the lotus leaf cake, then add vegetables to it according to the taste, and then wrap it up again. Yes, you can wrap it by wrapping the baby, and it won't leak."

"It's time to eat it in the end."

Mrs. Du still led the way.

Her eyes lit up after taking a bite of the duck roll.

When Wang Ning saw it, he naturally followed closely.

The moment the roast duck was rolled into her mouth, her eyes lit up - the aristocratic families also had many secret recipes for making food, but no matter how they made the duck meat, it would have a slight duck smell, and the meat was not so tender. But Fu Shiyi's duck meat was not only tender, but also moist. When you took a bite, it seemed that there was juice in it.

The duck skin is a bit greasy, but part of it is absorbed by the dough skin, and then part of it is mixed with courgettes and radish. When eaten at the end, it is full of fragrance.

Mrs. Du had already started to praise her: "This dish is good, fat but not greasy, soft and tasty. And it's also interesting-"

Fu Shiyi quickly finished the duck, and then asked Zhang Chunsheng to take it down and stew a pot of soup. He washed his hands and sat down to try it.

To be honest, it's a bit different from the impression, and the taste is not good enough.

After all, she doesn't have an exclusive secret recipe, and she doesn't have a suitable duck.

Even the oven is not considered a passing standard.

It doesn't fail, it's good.

And after many years, after eating this taste again, Fu Shiyi almost burst into tears.

Wang Ning nodded with satisfaction: "It's worthy of me." It's not in vain that I worked so hard! It's worth it!

"I'll take you to hunt another day." Wang Ning lowered his voice: "We won't call Changbo. I'll take you to hunt deer."

Mrs. Du is old and can’t play such activities anymore, so she just pretends that she doesn’t hear it and silently rolls the roast duck.

Amei was also having a lot of fun.

In the end, Wang Ning didn't care about it anymore, so he simply buried his head in snatching the food.

This time, no one said anything more at the dinner, and they all ate on their own.

After eating three or four rolls, Fu Shiyi felt a little tired, so he stopped eating and stopped eating. Instead, he asked Chunli to bring out the wrapped spring rolls.

The spring rolls were neatly arranged, and Zhang Chunsheng also carved two or three small camellias with carrot heads, plus coriander, which was quite artistic.

There is also a small plate on the plate, which contains the prepared dipping sauce.

Fu Shi picked up one, dipped it in a while, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Before I could chew, a domineering spiciness instantly swept across my mouth, then rushed into my head along my nose, and finally knocked the Tianling Cap open all at once - now I felt transparent.

Of course, tears also came down.

Fu Shiyi silently raised his head, chewed it quickly, and then enjoyed this refreshing and comfortable feeling.

When that energy passes, you can taste the tenderness and freshness of the vegetables and the harmonious combination of various flavors.

Just one word: cool.

Mrs. Du and Wang Ning soon discovered Fu Shiyi's small movements, so they learned them one by one.

This time, I looked at the sky silently, and two more people were added to the team with tears.

Wang Ning burst into tears, took out a veil to cover his face, but praised him: "It's delicious. What did you add? So domineering?"

"Marcake." Fu Shiyi wiped his tears and introduced: "The mustard seeds collected were crushed and then made mustard sauce. It is more domineering than ordinary mustard."

Wang Ning didn't say anything, but stretched out his chopsticks and another one came.

When Li Changbo came back from the yamen, he was stunned when he entered the Shiwei Restaurant: Why do they cry like this one? What happened?

He didn't care much, and hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "What's wrong?"

Mrs. Du was also unkind and sighed: "You eat the dish first and taste how it tastes. I'll tell you."

Fu Shi glanced at the corner of his eyes, looking around and didn't dare to look at Li Changbo, for fear of being exposed.

Wang Ning didn't say anything either.

Li Changbo looked at Mrs. Du, then looked at the spring rolls on the table, and said lightly: "It's very spicy?"

He had obviously guessed it, but he calmly picked up one and put it into his mouth. The whole process was done in one go.

Then, a group of women led by Mrs. Du, burst into tears as Li Changbo burst into the defense line in an instant, burst into extremely cheerful laughter.
Chapter completed!