Chapter 113 Braised Whole Lamb(1/2)
Chapter 113 Stewed the whole lamb
"One braised whole lamb."
Lu Mingfei stood beside a group of children, looking at the delicious food like the children. The tempting smell aroused the greed in his stomach.
Looking at the boss's unique approach, I couldn't feel like I remembered the cooking skills that Marksius had taught him. At least since then, he has never been hungry again.
It was also Markseus that made him obsessed with cooking. Every time he went to a new place, he had to taste the unique local food. It was the crystallization of civilization, and the food contained the wisdom of civilization.
The boss wearing flip-flops and bearded nodded, but while taking the mutton, he still asked, "How many are you?"
"one."
The boss looked at the few lamb in the freezer and fell into deep thought. His profession told him that he should agree to this person, but his belief told him that this was wrong.
The boss turned his head seriously and looked at the man wearing strange clothes. He didn't care about this strange costume. He thought this man believed in other gods.
"Sir, I guess you can't eat a sheep, so it's shameful to waste food."
Lu Mingfei did not refute. He looked at a group of longing children next to him. It was these children who guided him. Without them, he would not have come to this stall.
On the street where there are nowhere to be seen, it is still very attractive for a group of people to get together, but the price of items is prohibitive. The price of more than 10,000 rubles is already the salary of the locals for more than a month.
"What about these kids?"
The children were stunned. They looked at the stranger in disbelief. This was the food they dreamed of and the food their poor family never dared to think about.
The boss didn't say anything he couldn't believe, but his eyes were even more solemn, and he saluted Lu Mingfei solemnly.
"You are a good person, and the Lord will protect you."
"Is it really OK? Sir, a whole braised lamb is very expensive. I still remember the last time I ate lamb was two years ago."
A little girl started to twist. She was a little disbelief and was a little looking forward to it. The children in the town liked to come here to see Mr. Babar make braised lamb.
Mr. Babar doesn't drive them away when cooking food, and sometimes he will distribute the mutton that guests have eaten and have never touched before.
However, this situation is rare. The town is very remote and there are few outsiders. It is a big deal for people in the town to eat braised lamb. How could there be any missed?
"Is that mutton delicious?" Lu Mingfei rubbed the little girl's head, not caring about the dust on her body at all.
"It's delicious." The little girl nodded. Her saliva was pouring when she smelled the braised lamb made by Mr. Babar, but unfortunately her family did not allow it.
"Let's have two more, one is probably not enough." Lu Mingfei saw that the mutton was not very big, and it looked like one was at most 10 or 20 kilograms. There were more than a dozen children here.
"Sir, one is enough, your generosity will be blessed by the Lord, but you cannot spend so much money for this blessing."
The boss is implementing his beliefs, and the poorer the place, the firmer the faith. Although it is a bit narrow-minded, it is generally the case.
“It doesn’t matter.”
Lu Mingfei shook his head with a smile. He looked at the group of happy children as if he had seen himself and the old man who gave the spicy steamed buns to him.
Maybe he can't change anything, but at this moment, the children are truly happy.
"Thank you sir." ×N
The children shouted out in disbelief, and they danced around Lu Mingfei happily, unable to believe that there would be such a generous adult.
"Sir, I am really a good person. This is the closest person I have ever seen when I come to this town. Unfortunately, you don't seem to believe in the Lord."
Lu Mingfei did not respond to the conversation, and this topic could not be continued at all. On the way, he had talked to the Muslims about the Lord and His prophets, and he was severely taught by these people.
Anyway, this country cannot argue with the Lord and the Prophets. If this is done, those Muslims will tell you what faith is.
"Why did you come to this town to sell braised whole lamb?"
He watched the boss take out the mutton. The meat had condensed into ice. At first glance, it was frozen goods that had been left for many days, and it was also evidence that it had not opened for a long time.
"My name is Babar. The reason I came to this town was just to escape."
The bearded man didn't say anything to avoid. It was obvious that he didn't want to talk about it before. Before, he put the frozen mutton into the water and turned to the big pot that was constantly emitting white steam.
The reason why the children are here is because Mr. Babar opened today. Someone booked a braised lamb. They smelled the fragrant mutton smell in the white air.
"Well~ It's the taste, it's Mr. Babar's braised whole lamb." Some children couldn't help but exclaim, while others were immersed in the fragrant mist.
"My name is Lu Mingfei, and I happened to pass by the traveler here."
It took him two months, from early November to mid-January, to cross half of India and the entire Pakistan, and now he has arrived at this small town on the junction of Afghanistan.
This solo trip allowed him to see many things. The gap between the rich and the poor in this world was too huge. They did not have the guidance of gods or the protection of gods. There was another powerful civilization in secret trouble. They had sacrificed too much from ignorance to civilization.
But the crystals of civilization condensed in this way are also so brilliant. The unique technology, the history that is fought with blood and tears, and the myth of sentient beings placing faith...
Babar carefully used two plates to fish out the sheep in the pot. This sheep was his monthly money.
The braised lamb had completely softened and exuded a unique flavor. A faint red covered the surface of the sheep. It was the last chili powder that Babar sprinkled. He walked carefully into the house with a tray.
In the small hut, there were five tall men, who were the buyers of this whole stewed lamb, holding drinks, as if celebrating something.
"Babar, I smell it, hurry up." The person inside shouted impatiently outside.
"Here's here." Putting the food on their table, Babar walked out with relief and began to serve the three unfreezing lambs again.
"Your business should be developed in big cities. How many people will come to visit your braised lamb in this kind of remote town. They prefer those cheap and large-scale baked naan."
At the end of this street is a shop selling baked naan. Compared to the braised lamb shop surrounded by children, the shop is surrounded by a group of adults.
"I learned this craft from big cities, but I don't like it there. Although I can't make money in this town, I won't starve to death.
And I have been through such a life for more than ten years and I no longer want to change it.”
"Yes, yes, I saw Uncle Babar when I was a kid." The oldest child nodded first.
Babar touched the mutton in the water, and the feeling of freezing had almost disappeared. It was time to proceed to the next step.
He lifted the three sheep in the water one by one, first rinsed with water again, then used a big knife to mark them, and then rubbed the surface with coarse salt particles.
"Looking at your outfit, I didn't see the way the traveler looked like." Babal took a break from his busy schedule, and what he said was his first impression of Lu Mingfei.
Gorgeous long boots, pants with strange patterns outlined, and a black robe on the upper body. The golden silk and silver thread outline a strange animal-faced pattern, which looks a bit mysterious and luxurious at first glance.
This dress was sent by Zero not long ago. To be precise, the recent clothes were prepared by Zero and the others, all of which were designed by top clothing designers.
Originally, he refused, but he had never worn the clothes on the street stall. Is it even poorer when he was poor than when he wore leaves? But he couldn't resist the request that these were Christmas gifts and he had to accept them.
"Sent from a friend." Lu Mingfei said with a smile.
"Don't these kids need to go to school? They're here to watch you cook delicious food every day?"
Lu Mingfei looked at the excited group of children, who were excitedly watching the food that was about to enter their stomachs.
"Sir, this is Pakistan, this is the junction between Pakistan and Afghanistan. It would be nice for us to live here safely. We poor people can only live hard."
Babar evenly applied Masala to the surface of the entire sheep. This is his secret Masala. Only such Masala can make the whole sheep taste different.
Then he took out the spoon and opened the lid next to it. It contained the cooked beef fried rice. This was another main dish in his braised lamb shop, and there were still some customers.
He stuffed the beef fried rice into the sheep's belly one spoon after another until the whole sheep's belly bulged. He took out the thread to sew the sheep's belly, so that all the steps before entering the stewing pot were completed.
"You must be from a very wealthy country, so you have the leisure and elegance of travel, but we are different. We are born to work hard to live.
I am lucky that I have truly lived in this world, and my Lord Allah has given me the greatest kindness."
He prayed to the horizon, praying to the God in his heart with great devoutness.
"Sir, it is the greatest gift for you to invite them to have a meal of mutton. These children will definitely remember your kindness."
Babar looked at the excited children. He could not change anything, and he could not selflessly dedicate his life to the children. Letting them gather around to watch themselves cook is the greatest effort.
But they were lucky. In their most ignorant childhood, they met a noble man like Lu Mingfei.
After waiting for more than four hours, three delicious braised lambs were served on the dining table. The children gathered in the room and looked at the fragrant lamb. They wanted to move but didn't dare to move, and looked at Lu Mingfei with eager eyes.
"You guys eat."
It was already a little dark. In the past, the children should have been ready to go home, but today they were all gathered in the house.
When some children heard Lu Mingfei's words, they couldn't help but stretch out their hands, but the oldest child beat his stretched back with one hand.
"What are you doing? The sir has agreed." The child who reached out his hand was a little dissatisfied. He looked at the mutton eagerly, which was the food he had always dreamed of.
"Sir, I haven't eaten yet, how can you eat it?"
He carefully cut a piece of thigh flesh and presented it to Lu Mingfei with his right hand, solemn and solemn.
"Sir, you eat first."
"Thank you." Lu Mingfei took the mutton handed over by the child and smiled at the older child.
Because it is frozen, the meat taste is actually a bit bad, but Babal's skills are still good. The smell of mutton is not left on the mutton, and the taste is still sweet.
"Sir, and mine." The girl who said the mutton was delicious torn a piece of meat from the abdomen of the sheep. The mutton was still covered with rice, and she presented it to Lu Mingfei in anticipation.
Compared with the individual mutton, the meat cubes with rice have a unique flavor. The combination of three types makes up for the mutton's infresh taste.
"Delicious." Lu Mingfei gave a positive answer in the children's expectant eyes.
Although this whole stewed lamb is definitely not a good food in his life history, the children's expectations gave this food another meaning, which is the yearning for beauty.
Food is the crystallization of civilization in another meaning. It carries the people's yearning, and the people's summary of life is the integration of knowledge of our ancestors.
"Sir said it was delicious!" The girl was extremely excited. She said happily over and over again: "Sir said it was delicious! Sir said it was delicious!"
To be continued...