Farmhouse pretty cook

Chapter 1127 Roast Meat
Pei Yan poked the little girl's face, and finally stopped being so straight-faced, "You are right, but our county master here is a master who eats people but doesn't spit out his bones. Have you ever seen him? You definitely haven't." If you have seen it, otherwise you will understand our situation, alas! It is difficult!"

As the chief arrester, Pei Yan has more than a dozen people under him, they also have to eat and live, don't they?
Fang Shishi didn't argue with him, because since ancient times, there have been few good people who have been officials.

After ten years of poor study in ancient times, once he passed the exam, he changed from a humble scholar to a respected and feared master. Will human nature not change?

Fang Shiyi asked Ah-Dai to help, and lit a fire in the center of the yard, surrounded by stones to prevent the fire from spreading outside.

"Can you find a few large stone slabs and put them on top of the fire?" Fang Shiyi suddenly thought that there are many ways to grill meat, and it doesn't have to be roasted with smoke and open fire.

"Big stone slabs? I saw how many are behind your house, are they left over from the previous building?" Zhou Yong stood up and said.

"That's right! Then you guys go over there and move it here, dumb, and you can make the fire bigger, preferably rectangular, that's better." Fang Shiyi rubbed his hands, planning to do a big job.

Pei Yan hugged his younger sister and directed his subordinates to move the stones. The gentlemen, it is definitely not a problem to move this little thing.

"Sister, what should I do? You teach me, so much work, you can't do it alone." Fang Qi was a little worried when he thought that there were so many people eating.

"Then help me cut the meat into slices, about this thick and big." Fang Shiyi gestured to her with his hand.

"That big?" It's bigger than her palm, so how can you eat it?Shouldn't it be roasted over the fire?
But Fang Shixi couldn't wait for her to figure it out, it was getting late, and she had to get them something to eat quickly.

The large stone slabs that were moved were not small in size, and they were placed side by side on the fire, which was bigger than the stove in their house.

Fang Qi was holding the kitchen knife, her hand was so small, but the kitchen knife was so big, it was really dangerous to watch the kitchen knife cut the meat.

"I'll cut it." A younger catcher stood beside her with a blushing face.

"Do you know how to cut meat?" Fang Qi raised his face and asked him.

"Cutting meat is not a difficult task. How could it be impossible? I have to cook for my parents at home." The young man looked a little shy, lowered his head and took the kitchen knife in her hand, and skillfully cut the meat.

Fang Qi didn't notice him before, nor did he find him in the clamoring crowd, "What's your name?"

"I... I don't have a real name. They all call me a blacksmith. My father runs a blacksmith's shop." Blacksmith is the name of a craft, and it's also his name. He was called a blacksmith since he was a child, and he got used to it. .

When he grew up, his father spent a lot of money and made connections in order to be caught in the yamen, so Pei Yan nodded his agreement.

Fang Qi snorted and nodded, "The name blacksmith is very good! It sounds good and is easy to remember. My name is Fang Qi, my elder sister is Fang Shishi, and I have a younger sister who is called Xiaomei. My father also said Yes, the simpler the name, the easier it is to feed."

"Your family... is also a poor person." The blacksmith looked at the small house of the Fang family. Although their family was not very well off, it was much better than the Fang family.

Fang Qi chuckled, "It's much better now, and I can eat enough food. When my father and mother just died, we three sisters didn't even have a place to live, so we almost went to beg for food, but we just had a better time, you guys Here we go again, it’s not easy being a commoner.”

(End of this chapter)