"It's almost time to call"
Yang Zhe gave a yawn and propped himself up from the rattan chair.
Then, he walked out of the kitchen and picked up a big colander on the table.
"Chef Yang? Are you going to eat?"
"Yes, the timing is just right."
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone could not help but purse their lips and swallow their saliva.
Yang Zhe came to the soup barrel where the pork knuckle was stewed.
Then, under everyone's watchful eyes, he put the big colander into the soup bucket.
After he pressed and stirred it, a bright red and sparkling pork knuckle was scooped into the white porcelain bowl.
In an instant, a rich fragrance surged out!
Yang Zhe put down the ladle and weighed it in his hand.
The skin and meat that seemed to be separated shook in the bowl.
Its meat was crystal clear, red and shiny.
It should have been smooth and tender, soft and fragrant.
"Let's have six people at a table, one for each table.”
After a shout, the extras spontaneously began to serve the dishes.
The ten pork knuckles were soon served.
Immediately after, Yang Zhe came to the roast duck stove and began to take the roast duck from the stove.
Reba was Uighur and believed in islam, so she didn't eat pork.
At this moment, she was staring in the direction of the roast duck stove with her hands clasped in front of her chest.
Looking at her appearance, it was obvious that she was already craving for it.
Yang Zhe stood on the stool and lifted the iron plate lid of the oven.
Then, he put the hook on the stick in and hooked out the steaming and fragrant roast ducks.
Two, three, four…Roast ducks were placed on a large porcelain plate and served on the table.
Seeing that all the dishes were served, everyone rubbed their hands in anticipation and began to serve the dishes.
This pork knuckle was stewed extremely well. It was soft and tender.
It was red, shiny, and trembling. It looked very tasty.
The meat soup under the pork leg was red and shiny, glistening with oil.
He stretched out his hand and turned it gently.
The bone was taken out completely, and there was not a single strand of flesh on it.
After the bones had been removed, the elbow lay limply on the plate, looking even more attractive.
Everyone looked at each other impatiently, then used a small knife to divide it evenly into six portions.
"Let's…get started?"
"Why haven't I seen you so polite before?”
"Damn it, there's no need to snatch anymore.”
"Then do it?"
"What the f * ck, I'm almost drooling!”
Without a word, everyone immediately ate the garlic cloves.
Such a big dish should be eaten while it was hot.
The first bite reached the skin, and he used his teeth to gently cut it down.
There was a layer of fat underneath, but it was not greasy at all.
The fat and tender fat was wrapped in a layer of lean meat. It was stewed until it was soft and fragrant. The fragrance spread everywhere and melted in the mouth.
Chewing it in his mouth a few times, it was soft and smooth with a Q bomb, and his mouth was full of fragrance.
It was filled with delicate and elastic colloid.
Everyone felt the deliciousness of the pork knuckle and closed their eyes in intoxication.
On the other side of the open-air restaurant, the actor who was eating roast duck also showed an expression of enjoyment.
The skin of the roast duck was red and shiny.
The lines on his skin were very clear, and his skin looked extremely tight and crispy.
The rich fragrance of oil wafted out from his skin, making people drool.
Everyone took a knife from the side and began to cut the duck meat.
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As he cut the roast duck into pieces, the crispy skin of the roast duck began to ooze with a crystal-clear oil.
As the oil slowly flowed, the aroma of the roast duck became even stronger.
Everyone looked at the roast duck and swallowed their saliva.
Soon, the duck rack was separated and placed on two plates.
Everyone looked at each other before picking up their chopsticks in unison.
As soon as the roast duck entered his mouth, the rich fragrance filled his entire mouth.
The outer skin was fragrant and crispy, with a little bit of duck oil.
He chewed it carefully and found that it was fat but not greasy. It had a mellow taste and a pleasant aftertaste.
The meat was smooth and juicy, but at the same time, it had a hint of sweetness.
He chewed on the meat along with the skin.
The oil was crispy and the meat was tender.
Both had their own characteristics, but they complemented each other.
Everything was just right.
Everyone ate one mouthful after another until their cheeks were full.
A lot of oil spilled from the corners of their mouths, shining brightly under the sun.
As time passed, the pork trotters and roasted duck were all eaten clean.
Everyone held their bulging stomachs and felt that they had not had enough.
"This pork knuckle is the best I've ever eaten.”
"It's too little. I'm so greedy, and I can't bear to eat it!”
"Pig knuckle is nothing. Roast duck is the best!”
"That's right. After taking a bite, it's crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.”
"Nonsense! It's clearly our pork knuckles that are delicious!"
"Nonsense, our roast duck is the best!”
"Pig knuckle is delicious!!"
"The roast duck is delicious!!"
"Pig knuckle!"
"Roast duck!"
The cast and crew were instantly divided into two camps.
The first camp was the Pig Knuckle Party, and the second camp was the Roast Duck Party.
The people from the two camps began to argue with each other, refusing to give in.
At this moment, Reba put down the duck bone in her hand and suddenly spoke softly.
"Yang Zhe made the roast duck and pork knuckles. They should be very delicious.”
"...""..." The two sides were stunned and then looked at each other.
Yes, these dishes were all made by Yang Zhe. Both the pork knuckle and the roast duck should be delicious.
How could there be one that was delicious and one that was not?
(PS: The author is really starting to panic. Can everyone help the author? The editor said that there were too few comments for me, so I probably cried because no one read it.）
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