Wang Heng probably ate barbecue at Nima Zandui's house a lot, or maybe he was very good at grilling things. Now he was monopolizing the big barbecue grill, with some beef, vegetables and other things on it, and it was sizzling. Oil, rich fragrance.
Nima Zandui sat on a small horse and rotated the sheep. There was no fragrance yet.
But the temptation for Chen Xing was stronger than that for Wang Heng.
This is roasted whole lamb.
Moreover, the experts roast it themselves, and the sheep are raised and killed by themselves. It is all natural and has no additives.
Gee, my mouth is watering just thinking about it.
Gulu...
He looked at Wang Heng and then at Nima Zhandui. The two most important positions were occupied, and he couldn't help with his ability as a chef.
But he also enjoys it.
He helps out when he is busy and then waits to eat. This is the life he likes.
Tashi had already put the kneaded flour dumplings into the pot, put them in water and cooked them, then took them out and set them aside.
Put a few dry cow dung under the temporary stove, then change to a large pot, add sugar and milk residue in the pot, the milk residue boils in the pot quickly like oil, exuding aroma, and at the same time a large pot A spoonful of sugar was also put in.
To say a tablespoon is not an exaggeration at all.
It is the big spoon used by the chef in the restaurant when cooking. He scoops a full spoonful from the ceramic water tank filled with sugar and puts it into the pot. Then pour the previously cooked dough and add a little ghee.
Butter is really important in Tibet and is used in many dishes and drinks. Butter tea is also used to make tsampa during daily meals.
At this moment, Chen Xing's stomach was speeding up digestion and made a gurgling sound.
Luckily no one heard.
He licked his lips and looked at the dough that Tashi was frying hard. The dough inside was golden brown, and the surface of each piece was covered with a large amount of sugar.
This thing will be so sweet that you will lose your teeth after eating it.
Tibetans are so strange. Their daily diet is full of high-calorie and sweet foods, but there are too few real fat people. Some fat people Chen Xing occasionally sees when walking on the street are not called fat, they are called strong.
I don’t know if it’s due to my physical condition or the plateau area.
Girls who like to drink milk tea will be extremely happy if they have this kind of physique.
"Chen Xing, come to eat."
It was Wang Heng’s voice.
He walked over and Wang Heng handed him two skewers of dressed beef.
"The food is ready, would you like some?"
"Eat meat first."
One advantage of eating on the grassland is that you don’t have to worry about cleaning up the food juices that fall on the ground. As long as you put away the iron skewers for skewers, if anything else falls on the ground, the little animals living on the grassland will help. Recycled.
He just bent down slightly to prevent the pepper from falling on his clothes, and took a bite of the beef on the stick.
The beef is charred on the outside and tender on the inside. The strong fire makes the skin crispy, and the flavor of the seasoning is integrated into the meat. But when you bite down, you will find that the inside of the beef is actually quite tender and smooth, so you only need to bite off the outside skin to eat it. It's easy to get up.
The heat is well controlled.
And the meat is a big piece, which is very enjoyable to eat.
Chen Xing ate the meat with his mouth closed and gave a thumbs up to Wang Heng.
He was afraid of exploding when he opened his mouth.
He quickly finished the bunch, and Wang Heng handed over another bunch of beef. Nima Zhandui said: "Chen Xing, eat slowly, the mutton is not roasted yet."
Chen Xing took another bunch from Wang Heng and walked to Nima Zhandui and handed it to him. Then he looked at the grass on the ground, sat down, and chatted with Nima Zhandui while warming himself by the fire.
Nima Zandui asked: "Are you cold?"
"Fortunately, I wore thick clothes and didn't feel too cold. In fact, I like the weather here very much. It's not cold at all during the day and the sun is bright. Although it's cold at night, you can live at home. Even if it's not good, you can still drive. It’s air-conditioned, unlike our place.”
Nima Zhandui had never left Tibet before, so he asked, "What's going on over there?"
"The summer is hot, like a stove. It's hot even when you stand in the shade. The winter is cold, wet and clammy. Even if you wash your clothes and hang them outside in the sun for several days, they won't dry. But we have hot pot over there. It's good to eat hot pot in winter. It makes me feel comfortable. It’s so spicy that I feel refreshed all over. I don’t even feel it when eating it outside. The peppers used are different. I’ll send you some hot pot base from now on, big brother. It’ll be delicious in whatever you use it with.”
Chen Xing said a lot in one breath.
Nima Zhandui also listened for a long time, and finally said with a smile: "Are you homesick?"
Chen Xing paused and nodded slightly: "A bit, I don't know what to think. When I was at home, I wanted to come out and stay far away from home. But after being out for a while, especially when I climbed the snow-capped mountains, I miss my parents very much.”
"Then go back early and find a woman." Nima Zhandui said. He told something about his friend.
"When I was a child, I had a friend who also liked to travel. He went abroad when we were less than twenty years old. I remember that when I was twenty-three years old, his parents had a car accident and there was no trace of anything at home. I have only seen him once since then, and I don’t know where he is now.”
"I hope he lives a happy life now." Chen Xing said.
"That's for sure." Nima Zhandui said with a smile, "That friend of mine is still very capable, and we are not worried about his survival at all."
Chen Xing also nodded, lay down with his hands behind his head, and looked at the stars in the sky.
It's good to have a home. No matter where he goes, he always has a harbor in his heart. This makes him feel happy every time he thinks of home, rather than confused.
However, forget about the idea of finding a girlfriend to bring home.
Of course I have to find a girlfriend, and she has to be beautiful.
But he can't meet his parents. When the time comes, he will be urged to get married. Chen Xing's head is about to grow up. He knows very well what kind of person his mother is. Now he thinks about having grandchildren every day. Seeing that his cousins all have children, he is so worried. Kuaimo was stunned.
What is it like to be married.
Chen Xing didn't dare to think about it.
He suddenly sat up and said, "I'll take pictures for you."
He took out the camera from his backpack, adjusted the settings and took photos of everyone. Nima Zhandui in front of the fire was taking photos for the first time. He still didn't want Chen Xing to take a photo of his face, so he only agreed. Taking a photo from the back, his figure looks very tall in front of the fire.
Wang Heng made a face.
Zhaxi smiled happily. Now that she was a little more familiar with Chen Xing, she no longer had the restrained feeling she had in the morning.
The children were still noisy, and Chen Xing had a big head.
The roasted whole lamb was ready, and Nima Zhandui sprinkled the last seasoning on it step by step, and then cut it into pieces. The best piece was sent to Chen Xing for tasting. This is the etiquette of Tibetan people treating guests. And Chen Xing is their most important guest now.
Nima Zhandui is counting all the responses from Xie Kaiji and the others to the money they gave yesterday to Chen Xing.
Everyone had a great time eating, and the children's faces were full of grease.
Tashi took two pieces of tender mutton and said, "I'll give it to my mother-in-law to see if she wakes up."
After a while, Chen Xing heard Tashi's shout. He couldn't understand it, but it was urgent.
Everyone stood up at once.
