Chapter 870 Roast, Roast, Roast and Cry

The squirrel nodded over there. As for whether he understood or not, Fangzheng had already given up hope. This little thing is indeed too full, and Fangzheng can't give him a whole bean bun. In that case, this guy will probably be wasted. So Fangzheng found a small knife, scraped off some bean buns, and stuffed them into the squirrel's mouth.

The squirrel tasted it, tasted it, and finally its eyes lit up, and exclaimed: "It's delicious, it's delicious!" After a moment of excitement, it drooped its head listlessly, and said, "It's a pity, I can't eat too much. .”

When everyone heard this, they immediately laughed.

"Master, is there any other delicious food?" With the lesson learned from the squirrel, the other greedy people also kept an eye out, asking first, and saving some space if there is one. If not, eat more and not suffer.

Fangzheng smiled and said: "The delicious food has just begun, let's go, find a brazier."

There are too many people in Yang Hua's house now, there are people inside and outside the house, Fangzheng wants to find a brazier or stove, as long as he is willing to say, everyone will definitely give him one. But Fangzheng was not that selfish yet, so he left Yang Hua's house with a bean bag and went to Wang Yougui's house.

Sure enough, Wang Yougui's wife went to help make steamed buns, and Wang Yougui was cleaning his precious motorcycle at home.

Looking at the shiny motorcycle, Fangzheng couldn't help laughing and said, "Benefactor Wang, how many times a day do you clean your motorcycle? Are you afraid that it will be damaged?"

Hearing this, Wang Yougui looked up and saw that it was Fangzheng, he immediately laughed and said, "This is my baby, how could it be rubbed badly? By the way, why did you guys come here? At this time, you shouldn't be at Yang Hua's house. Eat and drink together?"

Sure enough, everyone in the village understood Fangzheng's temperament, and pointed out the important point as soon as he opened his mouth.

Fangzheng blushed slightly, and said, "Ahem... Well, Benefactor Yang's house is a bit crowded. The poor monk just packed it up and brought it out. By the way, Benefactor, is there a fire in your brazier?"

After speaking, Fangzheng shook the bag of frozen bean buns in his hand.

Wang Yougui looked at it, showing such an expression, and then said: "Good guy, did you take it with you? The brazier is on the kang, and the newly added corn husks are flourishing."

Upon hearing this, Fangzheng hurriedly bid farewell to Wang Yougui, and rushed into the room with a few disciples. Sure enough, there was a big brazier on the kang, the inside of the brazier was glowing red, and the heat from the brazier could be felt a meter away.

Fangzheng found an iron net in the kitchen with familiarity, and put the iron net on the brazier. Then Fangzheng took out the frozen hard bean buns, one by one, and placed them on the wire mesh at a distance to prevent the bean buns from melting and sticking together.

The monkey sat on the side, and the squirrel stood on the side, with its paws on the monkey's legs, stretched its neck, and looked at it curiously.

Hong Hai'er was sitting opposite Fangzheng, he was naturally close to the fire, and it was delicious toast.

Seeing that Wang Yougui didn't enter the house and there was no one in the house, Xianyu immediately got up from the ground, sat on the edge of the brazier, and warmed himself by the fire. As a result, after roasting, a smell of grilled salted fish wafted out first. When everyone smells it, don't say it, it's quite fragrant! Everyone looked at Xianyu one after another. With those eyes, Xianyu felt hairy all over his body. He quickly suppressed his taste and said, "Attention, you are monks, you can't eat meat! You can't kill!"

Everyone curled their lips and remained silent, watching Fangzheng place the bean buns again.

The lone wolf was too big, and there was no room for him on the kang. So this guy stood up, paws resting on the edge of the kang, head up, mouth open, tongue out, staring at the eyeballs, as if looking at an enemy, fixedly staring at the few bean buns on it! As if to say: This is mine, whoever snatches it from me will be a sworn enemy!

In this regard, everyone directly ignored his existence.

After setting out the bean buns, Fangzheng also sat down and waited slowly.

"Master, is this bean bun delicious?" Squirrel swallowed and asked.

Fangzheng smiled and said, "Of course it's delicious. When did you not taste the food I brought you to eat? This was one of my favorite things to eat in winter when I was a child."

"Master, what is this bean bun made of? Why is it so delicious? It's just a bit sticky to the teeth." After the Lone Wolf finished speaking, he opened his mouth, and sure enough, a lot of his teeth were sticky. Only then did everyone understand, no wonder this guy was always playing with his tongue all the way, so he was cleaning his teeth there.

Fangzheng said: "This is made by mixing sticky rice and cornmeal in a certain proportion, with bean paste and sugar in it. After it's done, steam it in a pot first, and then it's ready to eat. If you can't eat it, you can just put it outside Frozen, you can eat it directly after freezing. You can also put it back into the pot and steam it again, or bake it like we do. However, in general, only people who like to eat frozen bean buns, or are hungry and want to eat some Only those who eat food will chew hard. Most of the time, it is steamed and eaten as a non-staple food on the dinner table.

As for baked bean buns, it's the same thing as eating barbecue. You can even play with it and eat it, which has a special flavor. "

While Fangzheng was talking, the bean buns on the barbed wire had already been roasted and made crackling sounds, and the skin turned golden yellow due to the high-temperature charcoal roasting, and it became brighter and brighter! When the frozen bean bun melts, it is soft and shiny like glutinous rice. But the baked bean buns are different. At this time, the bean buns look more like gold with a layer of wax on the outside! While bright, it has a special texture.

As the charcoal roasting time gets longer and longer, some small bubbles occasionally appear in the direction of the bean bag near the brazier, but the bubbles are not big and disappear in a while.

Fangzheng kept changing the direction of the bean buns, trying to make the bean buns evenly roasted.

However, the bean buns are made of glutinous rice after all, and they are still very sticky when they are just melted. Therefore, every time the bean buns are moved, a part will stick to the barbed wire below, and even some bean buns will be glued to one layer. . Seeing this, the squirrel said with some reluctance: "Master, don't you want these? What a pity..."

Fangzheng smiled and said, "This is not a waste, try it."

After finishing speaking, Fangzheng took off the layer of baked hardened skin, and it was boiling hot in his hands, but the smell of charcoal from the grill made a few little things appetite! It's really like what Fangzheng said, it feels like a barbecue!

Fangzheng broke off a small piece and put it in the squirrel's paw. The squirrel felt that the hot paw was about to lose its grip. Looking at Fangzheng again, he threw the rest into his mouth, his teeth clenched together and made a crisp sound, as if what he was eating was not a soft bean bun, but a crispy roll!

Hearing the crisp sound, the squirrel quickly stuffed it into its mouth. Sure enough, it was not so hot after the entrance. After three or two bites, it felt that the bean shell was crisp and sweet, and the sweetness had the fragrance of corn. The little guy was on the spot. Cried.

Fang Zheng was stunned: "Jing Kuan, why are you crying?"