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Chapter 650 - The Law of True Fragrance is Everywhere
Seeing Wang Fan's actions, many of the nearby big-haired people couldn't help but smile, but there was a bit of ridicule and mockery in their smiles.

Many people who come to eat here want some barbecue equipment to grill their own food, but the food they come up with is really hard to describe. It cannot be compared with the food cooked by the chefs in the camp, and most of them are Chinese.

They always seem to think that their barbecue is the best in the world, but they are often slapped in the face by reality.

"Just wait and see, this Chinese guy will end up buying food from our camp."

"Haha, I guess he wants to show off his skills in front of his female companion, but he will definitely get slapped in the face in the end."

"I just hope his skills aren't too bad, or our shooting range won't be filled with unpleasant odors, hahaha."

"Now that you mention that, I remember that a while ago, someone burned something and people who didn't know thought there was a fire here."

"Just watch, the youngsters who want to show off will end up losing face."

Zhuo Qianqian's ears were almost pricked up. After hearing what these big-haired people said, she leaned close to Wang Fan's ear and said angrily, "Boss, these big-haired people are saying bad things about you. They also said that you will burn the meat, just like burning the camp. Come on, boss, let them see how powerful you are. Then they will be so greedy that they will die!"

Wang Fan smiled and said "OK", then looked at the barbecue grill and the fist-sized lump of meat not far away.

Commonly used seasonings for Turkish kebab include black pepper, coriander seeds, Sichuan pepper, fennel, thyme, red sweet pepper, etc. The diversity of seasonings makes the kebab full of fragrance.

But using such large pieces of meat for barbecue often has a fatal flaw, and that is the taste of the meat!

The aroma is mainly determined by the quality of the meat and the combination of seasonings, but the taste of the barbecue depends entirely on the cooking technique.

The aroma of the barbecue just now was indeed very fragrant, but Wang Fan did not have much desire to try it.

Let him just say four words - waste things.

Apart from the strong visual impact, it really has no special use.

So he thought it would be nice to shock these big guys with some Chinese barbecue.

All his barbecued meats were cut into mahjong-sized pieces, which he judged to be the most suitable size for this type of meat based on its texture.

It would be fine if it were a little smaller, but compared with this big piece of meat, it looks too petty and loses its momentum.

The charcoal was already burning red, and the scorching temperature made the meat skewers begin to emit meaty aroma as soon as they were placed on the grill.

The fat oozed out with a slight "sizzling" sound, and small bubbles of oil began to form on the meat.

Wang Fan controlled the meat skewers with one hand and sprinkled some seasonings on the meat from time to time with the other hand. He did not sprinkle too much seasoning, as his purpose was only to thoroughly stimulate the aroma of the meat. He did not want the taste of the seasoning to cover up the original aroma of the meat. There were not many varieties of spices, even fewer than those used in China.

At this time, the lamb on the grill was already at full power, and the rich and mellow aroma that made people drool quickly enveloped the food area of ​​the entire shooting range.

Several barbecue chefs in the camp gradually stopped what they were doing and looked involuntarily in the direction where the fragrance came from.

The hairy man in camouflage uniform couldn't help but look at Wang Fan.

They opened their mouths slightly and licked their cracked lips from time to time. The large amount of saliva made their lips feel better, but their stomachs suffered.

"Oh damn, what is this? Why does it smell so good?"

"I can already feel my stomach taking the shape of barbecue and vodka."

"Is that our new barbecue chef? Is the damn boss finally trying to improve our food?"

"Oh, he looks like an Oriental, possibly a Chinese from Heihe. I've been there before, and they have some barbecue restaurants that make delicious barbecue, which goes perfectly with vodka."

Lao Meng was also a little confused at this moment.

He thought Wang Fan's cooking skills would be good, but he never thought it would be so good.

He is not like those big Maos who often eat original-flavor meat. As a native of Northeast China, not to mention three barbecue meals a day, one meal every three days is the most basic guarantee.

Brother Lao Meng has spent a lot of time in this business and has made a lot of money, so he often checks in at various barbecue restaurants. It can be said that there is no Internet celebrity restaurant or fly-in-the-wall restaurant that he doesn't visit.

He ate a lot of delicious food, and some not-so-delicious food as well, but Lao Meng never knew that there was a kind of barbecue that could break through his defenses as strong as nuts just by the aroma of the meat!

Almost all grilled lamb skewers are mixed with a lot of spices. At least the aroma of cumin must be very strong. But now, although I know that this aroma is mixed with cumin, I just can't separate it from the aroma of lamb.

The feeling is hard to describe. It's like the flavors of other people's lamb and cumin are independent, and even if they are mixed together you can still smell the difference, but what I smell now is one and the same, and there is no way to separate them.

Perfectly clothed.

This scent has that feeling.

It's like the mutton has its own cumin aroma.

The aroma of barbecue will not become stronger, but it will become purer, just like the hammer is still the same hammer, but the originally thick hammer head has been turned into a drill bit. No matter how high the defense is, it cannot withstand the rich meat aroma.

This time the piece of meat was larger, so Wang Fan took a little longer, but the final sprinkling of sea salt still indicated that the barbecue was complete.

Rapid high-temperature baking locks most of the fat and moisture in the meat, so that the volume of the meat does not change significantly, but the color change is extremely obvious.

The originally pink pieces of meat have turned a burnt brown color, and the temperature of more than ten degrees below zero makes the mist on the skewers particularly obvious.

Seeing this scene, the people around couldn't help but swallow their saliva again. This kind of mist is the most suitable green leaves to set off the food, and the temptation is increased by at least 50%.

There weren't many skewers in the first round, so Wang Fan gave three to Zhuo Qianqian and the others, and handed the remaining three to Lao Meng. Lao Meng rubbed his hands on his pants and took the skewers with a happy look on his face: "Brother, your cooking skills are obviously not ordinary. These little skewers are so delicious."

After praising him, he didn't rush to eat. Instead, he distributed the skewers to the two men in charge of Wang Fan's shooting range. The two men happily bumped fists with Lao Meng, and then the three of them put the barbecue under their noses in unison.

The pure aroma of meat just now made them drool, so now they naturally want to smell it to their heart's content.

There was an extremely rich aroma of meat in their noses, and they could even feel the heat from the skewers. The comfortable feeling made the three of them want to shiver.

They knew how cold the weather was at home. If they didn't eat such delicious barbecue, it would soon return to room temperature, and the meat would be wasted.

He opened his big, weed-covered mouth, brought the skewer of mutton to his mouth, bit it hard, and pulled it out quickly, leaving two large pieces of mutton in his mouth.

The moment the teeth pressed down, Lao Mengge and the other two couldn't help but widen their eyes, and the two big hairs even opened their mouths into an "O" shape.

"Oh my god, is this still mutton? Was it filled with water while I wasn't paying attention?"

"Oh damn, at that moment I saw a flood."

“I’ve never eaten such tender and juicy lamb.”

"Under the action of high temperature, fat begins to seep out of the inside of the mutton. Skilled chefs can use this layer of fat to form a thin crispy crust on the surface of the mutton skewers. This not only improves the taste, but also locks the fat and juice in the meat, which can greatly enhance the taste of the mutton.

When you bite it, there will be a faint sound reaching your ears, and the crispy and fragrant taste is fascinating.

A skilled chef will also control the heat so that the right-sized pieces of meat are removed from the heat just when they are cooked, so that the roasted meat will be very chewy and tender.

And this is just the appetizer. When your teeth start squeezing the chewy meat, the juices accumulated inside the meat...tsk tsk..."

Zhuo Qianqian's crisp voice was like a devil's whisper. How could these rough guys have ever experienced such a scene? Zhuo Qianqian's words made them swallow their saliva wildly, their eyes still fixed on the barbecue in her hand.

She deliberately stretched out a long note, and this long note gave these hairy people endless imagination and made them extremely eager to hear the answer.

Zhuo Qianqian's long tail finally died down, and she took a deep breath and said excitedly, "Hurrah! The juices in the meat will gush out like a wave, and the rich meaty aroma will fill your mouth in an instant. This is the essence of the whole barbecue kebab!"

Zhuo Qianqian finished the rest of her words in one breath, and her enthusiastic tone was like sending skewers of barbecue into the ears of the big hairy people. Then cheers and whistles rang out, mixed with bursts of wolf howls.

Zhuo Qianqian was feeling a little proud. She told you guys to stop complaining about the boss. First, I’ll give you some Chinese food reviews, and then I’ll let you taste the boss’s barbecue skills. If you don’t cry by then, I’ll admit defeat!

Wang Fan smiled and scratched Zhuo Qianqian's nose. Although he didn't understand what she meant, it was not difficult to guess from the reactions of these people and the way she just raised the skewers that she must have used the food review language she learned from Professor Liu to give these people a small shock.

Sometimes the charm of language is even greater than that of real objects. After she said this, the hairy people around immediately looked at Wang Fan and the barbecue in his hands. They were extremely curious at this moment. Could the skewers grilled by this Oriental man really be so magical?

Wang Fan was not vague either. He put the second skewer of meat directly on the grill again. His girlfriend's beef had already been blown out, so he had to make it happen too.

After Lao Meng finished a skewer of mutton and wiped the grease from his mouth, he praised: "Brother, I really didn't recognize a great man. This Kirov mutton sheep can be handed over to you. It will have no regrets in its life."

Wang Fan said modestly, "It's okay, but Brother Meng, if I roast them and sell them to them, how much do you think is a reasonable price per skewer?"

Lao Meng calculated, "This sheep is a Kirov sheep. I bought it for 35 rubles per pound. I think selling it for 80 rubles a bunch is very reasonable for such a large piece of meat. 100 rubles a bunch is not a bad idea."

"Okay, then it's 100 rubles a bunch. I'll try to make back our tour fee, haha."

Lao Meng gave a thumbs up and said, "That must be possible. Look at these two guys, they are completely obsessed with it now."

Wang Fan looked at the two big Mao staff members who had worked there in the afternoon. Their eyes were shining, they were talking incoherently, and making exaggerated gestures with their hands, appearing extremely excited.

"Dear King, you must be a gourmet magician from the East. I've eaten a lot of this mutton, but I've never tasted it prepared so deliciously. Could you make more? I want to taste it again."

"That's right, I want to eat more too. My beer has frozen into the snow, and when I take it out and pair it with this flavor, I can't imagine how delicious it will be!"

Lao Meng told the two of them the price of 100 rubles per string that Wang Fan had mentioned, and they almost jumped for joy.

"Dear Meng, please ask him if he can make more skewers. Some of our friends really want to eat them."

"Oh, my friend, this is putting me in a difficult position. They're just here for fun, and they're my financial backers. How dare I ask them for anything?"
One of the big guys was very polite: "I'll give you a 20% discount on your tour today, what do you think?"

Lao Meng chuckled and said, isn’t this the result he wanted?

"Okay, I'll ask him. And please buy me some beef. This great chef from the East is planning to make some barbecued beef."

Lao Meng's words made the two men extremely happy. One of them immediately said, "I'll go buy you some meat."

Wang Fan's barbecue is said to be slow only relative to his regular barbecue. In fact, it only takes a little over one and a half minutes to roast a whole batch of meat. This speed undoubtedly makes Da Mao in front of him very happy.

"I like this speed. I want to see if this little thing can capture my taste buds."

"The sheep are ours, the land is ours, but the chef isn't. How can the taste of the lamb be that different?"

"I find it unbelievable too, so I'm going to savor it with some beer."

"Hehehe, that's what I was thinking. But I plan to use vodka. Beer is still a little too light."

"Wow, what a nice aroma! Can he really make the meat so delicious with just these simple seasonings?"

“Although it seems incredible, it seems to be true.”

"I think we should send some people to China right now and let them learn how to roast that damn meat properly."

Hearing these big guys' sudden change of tone, Zhuo Qianqian snorted proudly. The law of true fragrance will never fail on the boss!

(End of this chapter)