In the alley, one could smell the fragrance of roasted meat wafting out.
Xie Yiren swallowed a mouthful of saliva imperceptibly. It seemed that she was a little hungry. Zheng Ren smiled and held her hand, gently rubbing his fingers on the back of her hand to signal for her to calm down.
"This shop must be old," Su Yun asked after observing carefully.
"Young man, you have good eyes. It must be more than a hundred years old." The middle-aged man let them in and introduced, "My surname is Zhang, Gong Zhang, Zhang Weiyu."
"Hello, Mr. Zhang." Zheng Ren nodded.
"Please come in, please come in." Zhang Weiyu greeted them in a manner that was neither servile nor overbearing, inviting them into the inner room.
Xie Yiren walked in happily. The smell of mutton was stronger in the room, but there was no pot or other ingredients. It was just an empty room with a table and a circle of chairs.
"Please wait a moment. I'll take care of the fire. I'm afraid the waiter can't do it well." Zhang Weiyu smiled and left.
"It smells so good!" Xie Yiren did not hide her happiness. After a major surgery, she could eat a delicious meal of meat. There was nothing else she wanted in life.
Liu Xiaojie looked at Boss Zheng holding Xie Yiren's hand. Little Yiren's innocent face was full of desire for meat. She felt that the world was too strange.
It was just meat. Was there a need for this?
"Water sheep are not as tasty as dry sheep, plain sheep are not as tasty as mountain sheep, low altitude sheep are not as tasty as high altitude sheep, and warm area sheep are not as tasty as cold area sheep." Su Yun smiled. "Yiren, guess where the mutton is from?"
As he spoke, they sat down. Their legs were numb. They were all on the same side, so there was no need to be polite.
"Let me smell it." Xie Yiren closed her eyes, her small nose twitching as she seriously sniffed the aroma of the mutton.
It was good enough that she could smell the mutton, but where was it from? In any case, Zheng Ren could not tell.
Confused, Feng Xuhui asked, "Brother Yun, I heard that mutton is the best in Western Banner, right?"
"The Western Banner you mentioned is a general name, Hulunbeier's New Bar Tiger Right Banner. Mutton is indeed good, but not good enough. "Su Yun also began to smell. Zheng Ren felt that the way he smelled things was very similar to Blackie.
"Is there a difference?" Feng Xuhui asked.
"What a pity." Su Yun sighed and said: "Such a good mutton, it just had to be in this weather."
"Uh …" This time, Feng Xuhui really didn't understand.
"The colder the weather, the better the lamb! It's best if it's in the twelfth month, when it's -20 degrees Celsius outside and it's snowing heavily. The taste and feeling of a pot of lamb stew is the right one. " Su Yun was very regretful. "If I eat it now, the environment outside is not right. The taste will always be a little worse."
"…" Liu Xiaojie felt that this group of people were really good at pretending. Why did they act like they were celebrating the New Year when they were eating meat? Did they want to eat in the snow in the middle of winter?
However, even if she had thoughts and opinions, she could not say them to Su Yun.
"Brother Yun, you want to eat lamb, right?" Feng Xuhui smiled and said, "I'll ask the boss where you bought this meat from. Let's find some time to eat at my place."
Su Yun smiled and stretched out his right index finger. He counted three times and said, "Good mutton. You can't just buy it. You have to get it."
"Get it?"
"Generally, people who are more particular about food will buy the Hou goat, which is the sheep of the Yin Mountain Range. More particular people will buy the Xi Meng sheep, which is the Xilin Gol League in Inner Mongolia.
More particular people will eat the native sheep, which is the sheep that have not been improved. I've eaten the lamb of the Xi Meng once. It's a lamb before and after weaning. It melts in the mouth and tastes delicious. " Su Yun's eyes were half-closed. The black hair on his forehead fluttered, as if he was also recalling the taste of the meat.
Feng Xuhui did not expect there to be so many theories and was stunned. According to Su Yun, he could be considered the most unparticular person. Chang Yue looked around.
She was not interested in what to eat. Instead, she felt that if there was good meat, the wine should be good too.
"It's said that a qualified herdswoman will take less than fifteen minutes from slaughtering to washing the sheep," Su Yun continued. "That time, I saw the herdswoman kill the sheep with her own hands. She used a knife to let the blood out, and then used her hand to tear the artery of the sheep. The blood was left in the sausage. Her knife was no worse than the boss's, and the sheep was cut open in a few moves. A pot of water, a handful of salt, and grass residue floating in the water. Some even had sheep dung and eggs. "
"Don't talk about that. It's too disgusting." Zheng Ren frowned.
"Is that what they do? Don't you think it's more down to earth?" Su Yun did not think much of it.
Zheng Ren was worried that Little Yiren would vomit when she heard it, but when he turned his head, Little Yiren's nose was slightly moving. She was still smelling the smell of the mutton.
"A pot of water, a few pieces of green onion, a few dried chili peppers, a handful of pepper, a handful of salt, and a few slices of ginger. The meat made in Inner Mongolia is the same as the iron pot stew in the northeast. It's very rough, and the ingredients are very particular. "Zheng Ren quickly changed the topic.
"People who usually only eat instant noodles have no right to speak here," Su Yun said coldly.
"Who said that? Today's meat, I guess it's Ujimqin sheep," Zheng Ren said with a smile.
Su Yun was stunned for a moment. He had also guessed that it was Ujimqin sheep. He did not expect that Little Yiren would not say it, but Zheng Ren said it.
"What is Ujimqin sheep?" Feng Xuhui was dumbfounded.
"The specialty of the Ujimqin Grassland of the Xilingol League in Inner Mongolia," Su Yun said with a smile. "This kind of sheep is different from other sheep. It has a black head and a white body. It looks very easy to recognize."
"It's just that the color is different. What's so strange about it?" Liu Xiaojie really could not stand Su Yun's style of talking and retorted coldly.
Feng Xuhui could not stop him even if he wanted to.
"You don't understand this." Su Yun did not care. He sat in front of the table and gently tapped his fingers on the table. "If you open a shop and use ordinary mutton to pretend to be Ujimqin sheep to make roasted whole sheep, I can smash your shop. Do you believe me?"
"I don't believe you." Liu Xiaojie thought to herself, 'After roasting the mutton, you can still tell that it has a black head and a white body? Nonsense. '
"Don't listen to him. He's lying to you," Zheng Ren said. "Black head and white body are just superficial characteristics. The most important characteristic of Ujimqin sheep is that their bone structure is different from other sheep."
"That's right." Su Yun clasped his hands together and smiled. "A few years ago, wasn't there a joke about going to a restaurant to eat roasted whole sheep, and the doctor forcibly spelled out two legs? From then on, I thought that I must play with it when I have the chance. "
"What's so fun about this?" Zheng Ren said. "Are you tired? You've been performing surgery all night and you still want to play with Lego? That's too childish. "
"Chief Zheng, what's the difference between Ujimqin sheep and Ujimqin sheep?" Feng Xuhui did not understand. He saw that Liu Xiaojie was about to retort and knew that this girl was not convinced. Sooner or later, she would suffer, so he quickly changed the topic and asked.
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