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Huang Zhicai came quickly and brought his own tools. In fact, it was nothing, just a small brush for oil brushes, a set of knives filled with bags, and a box of charcoal and a few bags of sweet noodle sauce.

At the beginning, Liu Fugui was not very concerned. At most, he thought that Lao Huang's props should be quite exquisite. However, after seeing the Japanese engraved on the sword, he knew that this prop was probably expensive.

"This is what I got when I was young, and it has never been very useful. I heard that Lao Zhao and the others were having fun with you and had a good meal. I just happened to be here to get along with you when I had nothing to do." Huang Zhicai said with a smile.

"Lao Huang, do you really have the skill of roasting duck in a stewed stove? I heard that the stewed stove is more difficult to roast than hanging stoves." Zhao Jinrong joked.

"Did you underestimate people? You can't compare with those authentic masters, but we can do a lot of skills in small craftsmanship. Not to mention roast duck in the stewed stove, we dare to do it even if we roast all the lamb." Huang Zhicai said with a smile.

"Fugui, if you believe me, we will roast the duck, otherwise one duck will definitely not be enough. Your duck is good, it is very fat, and it is easy to roast."

"Okay, then I'll have to worry Brother Huang to bake it." Liu Fugui nodded with a smile.

"Dad, is the roast duck delicious?" There was a lively place here, and Lele came over, leaving no way to care about her "little red" fish for the time being.

"Of course it's delicious. The roasted chicken wings are delicious. Huang Dada's roast duck will taste very good." Liu Fugui said, touching the little guy's head.

"Brother Huang, let me tell you, let me learn a skill as well. When Lele wants to eat it, I can roast one for him at home and try it."

"Haha, this is not difficult, nor is it as evil as it is spread outside." Huang Zhicai said with a smile.

"My craftsmanship is quite famous. I learned it from a master from Bianyifang back then. Of course, I was just in the beginning. After all, I was just delicious."

"The two duck shops in Beijing, Quanjude's hanging furnaces and Bianyifang's stew furnaces, although the baking process is somewhat different, the taste is not very different when it tastes."

"When the feeding method of ducks was not used earlier, they were all used. Later, when the ducks were made, the ducks were slowly replaced."

"The roasting stove is not seen, and the experience is more important. The serious master directly tests the temperature in the stove with his hands, and then seals the stove when it is almost done. The roasted duck has crispy skin and tender flesh, which is delicious."

"My experience is a little worse. I have to brush some oil outside the duck. Then when it comes out of the oven, it may be a little old. It is better to be old than to be tender. After all, it hasn't been done for a long time. You are a new furnace, which is not so easy to master."

"Da Huang, can I help you with oil?" Lele found it very interesting to see Huang Zhi brushing oil on the duck.

Then what else can I say? I will give the little guy a small brush. Xiao Lele stood there seriously, carrying the small brush and brushing it very carefully.

After brushing for a while, the little guy ran into the house again. After a while, he took out a small jar of honey, poured some into the small bowl next to him, and then dipped it in it with a small brush, and then brushed it.

Everyone saw it, but no one stopped it. Anyway, they were eating at home, so the little guy could play whatever he wanted.

The charcoal was placed in the stove, and after igniting the fire, Huang Zhicai took out two more iron hooks and hung them on the duck neck.

"Because it is a new stove, you have to roast it with charcoal fire for a while to roast the moisture in the stove." Huang Zhicai said with a smile.

"You guys have lived a pretty life recently? It's so incredible. If you don't say anything to me, I can come here to join you in the fun."

"Brother Huang, we are all busy here, you are very busy. By the way, which restaurant is in now?" Liu Fugui asked with a smile.

Huang Zhicai smiled and shook his head, "Stay for a while now, and go around the place to try local delicacies. At this age, work is actually just a fun."

"Deyuelou wanted to invite Lao Huang back, but the good horse didn't want to go back, so Lao Huang didn't agree." Zhao Jinrong added on the side.

"Oh, I'm blamed for this matter." Liu Fugui said hurriedly.

Huang Zhicai patted his shoulder, "What does it have to do with you? Without you, there will definitely be other things. For them, we are all negligible little people."

"We have our way of living. If you live happily, it is better than anything else. Especially at my age, the money in my hands is enough to support you. Even if you are sick, you don't have to open your mouth to the children. That's enough."

"Dad, can you cook potatoes?" Lele, who looked at the stove, ran to Liu Fugui again.

"The fire here is not good, but you can study it in the future and use this stove to roast sweet potatoes for you." Liu Fugui touched the little guy's head.

Zhao Jinrong and the others were speechless when they heard this. This was the stove for roast duck, which was actually used to roast sweet potatoes. But after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that there was nothing wrong with it.

Anyway, there is a lot of time, so everyone is not so anxious. Huang Zhicai threw some straw into the stove, just to smoke it with the smoke from the straw.

Seeing that there was a leak outside the stove where there was smoke, Liu Changguo quickly repaired it.

"Actually, although it is a roast duck in the stewed stove, the real old skills are all used. But I can't do it anymore. If I can't master it well, I can only use charcoal." Huang Zhicai continued.

"It's rich and noble. Anyway, your family has many ducks and many straws. You can study it slowly in the future. I think this is really nothing, it's all about practice."

"Brother Huang, you said it simply. It's okay to let me stew a dish, because there is no need to watch the fire, it will be more fragrant the more you stew it." Liu Fugui said with a wry smile.

I am just a wild chef. The reason why I cook the stew well is because of beads. If I don’t have beads, it will not be as delicious as my mother stews.

After thinking for a while, Liu Fugui took out his cell phone, then took a few pictures of the oven and the duck beside him. He was very show-off and sent it to Chen Yarong.

It was almost the same as if it was a second reply, but it was accompanied by a bunch of angry faces. Then he also sent him a bunch of photos, and there were a lot of books and papers on the big desk.

He was so happy that he felt that he had gained the upper hand in the fight with Chen Erya. He didn't think about how old he was, and he was still fighting with Chen Erya.

Lele saw the excitement and took the phone directly to the past and sent a video invitation skillfully, so she didn't care whether Chen Yarong had to review her homework.
Chapter completed!