Back in the 1980s, hiking in the mountains was also a way of life

Chapter 1229 I'm Not Going to Serve Them

Grilling squirrels is a bit more troublesome than grilling meat skewers because you have to use skewers to stretch them into flat pieces.

Only in this way can the squirrel be heated evenly in the hanging oven, preventing it from being half-cooked and half-raw, or half-cooked perfectly while the other half is completely dry.

However, the marinating process is the same for both roasted squirrel and roasted meat. In order to taste the most original squirrel meat flavor, Wang An simply put some squirrels into the hanging oven without adding any other seasonings besides rubbing them with salt.

Actually, normally speaking, brushing a layer of honey on the meat while grilling would make it even more perfect, because brushing on honey will give the grilled meat a golden-yellow surface, which will greatly enhance the visual appeal.

Furthermore, honey can moisturize and keep roasted meat tender, and it can also prevent the meat from burning due to excessive heat during grilling.

While there are many benefits to brushing honey on grilled meat, Wang Anjia doesn't have much honey left.

Not only did Mu Xueqing eat all the honey that Wang An and the other two had taken, but she also ate almost all of the honey that Mu Xueli brought separately later. As for the remaining honey at home, Wang An thought it was more important for his wife to eat it, and it was impossible for him to use it to roast meat.

There was no other way; after all, the wife is the most important person in the world. With a wife who loves honey so much, Wang An could only choose to eat less or even no honey at all.

One by one, as Wang An finished marinating the squirrel meat, he put it all into the oven to roast.

There were only a little over a hundred squirrels, and the oven that Sun Nian built was more than enough, not to mention there weren't that many sparrows that needed to be roasted.

But after Sun Nian finished speaking, most of the people gave Gan Li another scolding.

From the moment Sun Nian finished handling the chicken, everyone had been observing his amazing skills. When Sun Nian placed the first shovelful of charcoal under the mud ball, everyone was stunned into silence.

“In that case, we’ll chip in and get another shop for Da’an. You’ll still get a share of the profits, and we’ll just make you two beggar’s chickens every week.”

“Da’an, with his skills, even if he went to sell beggar’s chicken and roast meat outside the county, he would starve to death.”

So, Sun Nian had a sudden inspiration and used a chisel and hammer to dig two holes in the ground. One hole was to be used as a temporary kiln, while the other hole was to be used to roast beggar's chicken.

"Hey, hey, hey, what do you mean by opening a shop? When did you say you were going to open a shop? Every day, you only cook for them because you're happy to do it. If other people want to eat it, what's wrong with you? You're short of money, and besides, have you ever had a bad life? You're the one serving us."

As for clay, there are fewer requirements; as long as it's made of cement, it's fine.

Fortunately, Gan Li changed her mind at the last minute, otherwise that slut would have said something like, "If you have something to say, what nonsense can you come up with?"

Upon hearing Gan Li's praise, Sun Nian smiled without a hint of smugness:
That question is definitely difficult for someone who wants to eat beggar's chicken.

It should be said that at that time, ordinary people had to buy meat in limited quantities even if they didn't have meat coupons. But Wang An could get meat supplies with just one sentence. He said, "Where the hell can we go to complain?"
"Hey, eating that stuff, if you want to eat it, you have to find a way to get it out of your mouth. This is just bragging. The stuff you make, no matter who eats it, I'll give you a thumbs up."

"You think so too. If Da'an doesn't have that idea, you should contact chicken farms and meat processing plants for him, so that he can have chicken and mutton supplies every day."

"Da'an, what does he think he has in his head? He actually came up with the idea of ​​making beggar's chicken with vegetable leaves. To be honest, you've never even heard of it, let alone seen it."

The substitute Sun Nian used was something else entirely. It wasn't the burdock outside the cellar, nor was it cabbage leaves. The main thing is that the minimal function of lotus leaves is to protect the chickens from getting muddy, and they don't really retain moisture. As for the so-called fresh lotus fragrance, that's really just that. Except for fresh lotus leaves which retain some fragrance, dried lotus leaves basically have no smell at all, and they're not much different from tree leaves.

Wang An then said:

However, Sun Nian simply accepted the challenge, adopting a "let them say whatever they want, and you do what you're supposed to do" attitude.
Gan Li smiled smugly but didn't say anything. Then Ma Guoruo spoke again:

He Liang knew what was going on, and even chimed in:
"Da'an is really good at opening a shop. When you guys and we have something to do, we can get together outside the shop, just like we do now. Don't be naughty."

"They're all bad brothers, always asking for dividends. You're the same way, making two beggar's chickens a week is pretty bad."

Wang Shuai stared with his small eyes and said:
If you're going to use that thing to wrap a chicken, it's not very big. You'd have to use less vegetable leaves, and then use iris as a rope to tie the vegetable leaves together.

Therefore, that thing has no clear substitute.

Gan Li's words completely dispelled everyone's wishful thinking about opening a shop for Sun Nian.

After Wang An finished speaking, Wang Shuai added with great interest:
"Yeah, awesome. He's really awesome at eating that piece of Da'an, but he's got a screw loose. Look at his skills, they're so smooth and natural. The roasted squirrel and beggar's chicken look so tempting."

Roasting beggar's chicken was actually quite troublesome and difficult in Northeast China back then, mainly because there were no lotus leaves to wrap the chicken. As for the tin foil commonly used for barbecues in my previous life, I had only heard of it back then.

Seeing that the group's spirits were waning and things seemed about to be settled, Gan Li, feeling smug, quickly stopped them, saying:

Next, completely wrap the vegetable leaves with yellow straw paper, so that you can't apply mud underneath. Then, place the entire mud ball outside the pit filled with charcoal fire, fill the seven sides of the mud ball with charcoal fire, and cover the bottom with another layer of charcoal fire.

As for the claim that it must be red clay or yellow clay, which few people mention, that's not nonsense at all. It's because no matter what kind of clay it is, it all has an earthy taste. Besides, that stuff is used to keep the food warm and prevent it from burning, and it's all about tasting that earthy flavor.

Take broken, lumpy cabbage leaves, blanch them in boiling water, and then squeeze them dry. This is not a perfect ingredient for beggar's chicken.

After Gan Li finished speaking, Zhang Shuya and Wang Shuai also expressed their refusal and strongly supported Sun Nian opening a shop outside the county.

Wu Dong's eyes lit up as he said:

If Sun Nian were to go into business, how could he possibly only sell beggar's chicken and roast meat? Sun Nian wouldn't even glance at a big business that only earns a little hard-earned money, mainly because Gan Li has no interest in going into business.

Upon hearing this, Wu Dong nodded and said to everyone:

　Thank you so much, "Emperor of the Great Empire" for the donation!

Thank you "Brother Hei Niu" for the donation, thank you so much!

　
(End of this chapter)