"What kind of taste? It's just your wishful thinking. My father said that roasted leg of lamb with only salt is the most delicious food in the world."
Wan Yanyue rubbed her neck, looking dissatisfied.
Yang Dong didn't care, he directly picked up the leg of lamb and put it on the bonfire. The orange-red flames swayed in the wind, reflecting Wan Yanyue's skin as delicate as milk.
Wan Yanyue seemed to be still sulking, turning her head and ignoring Yang Dong, but she did not leave.
At this moment, Yang Dong put all his attention on the roasted lamb leg.
Under the strong flames, oil began to come out of the lamb leg soon. The flame ignited the grease, making a "sizzling" sound, accompanied by bursts of white smoke, exuding the unique mutton smell.
Most people who like mutton have a special liking for this mutton smell. After smelling this tempting smell, even Wan Yanyue, who was sulking at the side, couldn't help turning her head and glanced at the leg of lamb on the bonfire.
She swallowed carefully and asked out of breath:
"Is this leg of lamb cooked?"
"It's still early!"
Yang Dong smiled "hehe", grabbed a handful of cumin, and was about to sprinkle it on the lamb leg.
This shocked Wan Yanyue.
"Hey, don't spread it! Can you bear to destroy such a fragrant smell?"
"Today I will let you understand what real qualitative change is."
With a proud look on his face, Yang Dong raised his hand and sprinkled cumin evenly on the lamb leg. Seeing this, Wan Yanyue couldn't help but pout her mouth, her face full of displeasure.
"You are wasting your natural resources, do you know? And..."
Before she finished speaking, Wan Yanyue's tone suddenly stopped. She couldn't help but frown as she smelled the different fragrance coming from the lamb leg.
"What, do you smell the fragrance?"
Yang Dong chuckled, picked up the lamb leg, turned it over, and brushed a layer of vegetable juice on it.
Under the scorching flame, the unique fragrance of cumin gradually bursts out. Mixed with the unique smell of mutton legs, Wan Yanyue couldn't help but swallow her saliva because of the smell.
"What, are you drooling?"
Yang Dong caught a glimpse of Wan Yanyue secretly swallowing her saliva and couldn't help but laugh. Unexpectedly, this casual sentence made Wan Yanyue blush with embarrassment.
"It smells so-so, but I think the roasted leg of lamb has to be eaten before it's eaten. Your seasonings are just superficial."
"Oh? Really? Then please wait and see, Your Royal Highness, little princess."
"How is this palace so small?"
Wan Yanyue thought to herself and turned her head away again.
Roast leg of lamb actually does not require very high skills, but it does test one's patience and understanding of taste.
After about half a stick of incense,
Looking at the lamb leg that was crispy on the outside and still steaming, Yang Dong said:
"Well, okay, do you want to try it?" 33
"Yes, why not!"
Wan Yanyue snorted coldly, picked up a knife, hesitated for a moment, and handed it to Yang Dong's hand.
"You, cut it on the plate and give it to me."
"There is no soul if you don't chew it directly. Your Highness, why don't you just hold it and chew it?"
Yang Dong said and glanced at Wan Yanyue with a smirk.
Wan Yanyue's pretty face turned red, then she became furious and glared at Yang Dong fiercely:
"If you like to eat it, just go and eat it yourself. I want to cut it off anyway."
"Okay, this is what you said."
Yang Dong smiled evilly, holding the leg of lamb and planning to chew it.
When Wan Yanyue saw this, she immediately realized that she had been tricked by this ruthless disciple. She immediately became angry and turned into an arrogant wild cat and rushed towards Yang Dong.
"Let go! Give me back my leg of lamb!"
"No, no, no, you asked me to hold it and chew it!"
Yang Dong dodged left and right, but never fell into Wan Yanyue's hands.
Wan Yanyue was angry and anxious, and soon her eyes were covered with mist.
"You bastard! You're a bastard! He just knows how to bully a weak woman!"
After saying that, she squatted directly on the ground, hugged her head and cried.
Yang Dong was dumbfounded by this wave of operations! Damn it, Hou Jin’s little wild cat has something. If you can’t grab it, just use magic.
That's all, as long as I don't bully you.
Isn’t it just a leg of mutton? Why don’t I give it to you?
Yang Dong thought so, and his figure gradually stopped. He just raised his hand and handed over the leg of lamb.
Then Wanyan Yue quickly snatched the leg of lamb into her hands with lightning speed. That was all, she actually bit Yang Dong's arm hard.
Yang Dong only felt a slight numbness in his arm, and then his eyes caught Wan Yanyue's proud expression.
"Hmph, you should know by now how powerful this princess is, right?"
"This mouthful should be regarded as your punishment. If you are not honest again in the future, this princess will..."
After all, Wan Yanyue was the princess of the Kingdom of Jin, so naturally she couldn't speak out about what she had done just now.
Because she also knew in her heart that her behavior just now was somewhat inappropriate.
Especially when the opponent is an eunuch from an enemy country...
"That's all, why don't I just admit defeat?"
Yang Dong spread his hands and looked helpless.
Immediately, he picked up the knife that Wan Yanyue had just handed over, and dropped several knife flowers on the lamb's leg.
I have to say, this knife is indeed extremely sharp. After three strokes and five divisions, all the meat from the lamb leg was removed.
And the cuts are extremely neat and smooth, which looks particularly pleasing to the eye.
Yang Dong filled the plate with the chopped mutton and handed it to Wan Yanyue.
Wan Yanyue snorted coldly, then took the plate and began to eat happily.
At first she still had a grudge in her heart. After all, the roasted leg of lamb contained a spice that she had never heard of.
But after just one sip, her whole body was completely immersed in the scent of cumin.
The unique natural aroma is mixed with the mutton smell, combined with the Maillard effect produced by heating the oil at high temperature.
The stacking of multiple buffs is nothing more than a dimensionality-reducing blow to a person like Wan Yanyue who has only eaten roasted leg of lamb with salt.
Wanyan Yue, who hasn't seen barbecue for many days, can't bear it now?
She quickly destroyed the roasted leg of lamb on the plate with an extremely elegant and equally efficient speed.
With just a cup of tea, Wan Yanyue wiped out a whole plate of mutton shanks.
However, she was not satisfied, but picked up the plate and handed it to Yang Dong.
"Here, give me another plate."
"You haven't eaten enough yet?"
Yang Dong looked surprised and looked at Wan Yanyue beside him. When Wan Yanyue was stared at like this, a look of shame and anger flashed across her pretty face.
"I'll let you flourish. Why do you ask so many questions?"
"Okay, okay."
Yang Dong took the plate and cut a small half of the roasted lamb leg for her.
Wan Yanyue took the plate and immediately smiled.
"By the way, my next-door neighbor has been feeling weird lately. Do you want to go see her?"
Some people died, but not completely...
