Little Life on An American Ranch

Zhang Jialiang, who was sweating profusely, walked into the room with a kettle in his hand. Seeing such a large piece of meat on the table, he asked casually, "Did you buy Brother Heng's meat?"

Zhao Changshan was currently peeling potatoes and preparing lunch, so he hummed without raising his head.

Xiao Huang has a good eye and is quick. Seeing Zhang Jialiang entering the house to fetch water, he quickly wiped his hands on the apron twice, put down his work, and said diligently, "Brother Jialiang, give me the water bottle." .

"no, I'm fine!"

Zhang Jialiang finally handed the kettle to Xiao Huang after two polite gestures.

At this time, Jian Heng came out carrying a dark iron guy, and happily said as he walked, "Fortunately, this thing was not taken away by the bank!"

Zhang Jialiang stretched his head and looked at it for a while, but he didn't see anything good about the thing in the hands of the boss. To him, it was nothing more than an iron pole with a welded I-shaped frame hanging on the bottom, and a large Chinese character on it. type handle.

According to Zhang Jialiang's idea, with the tools, he can fiddle with this thing in at most five minutes, but his boss looks like he has found a treasure.

"I said Brother Heng, what is this?" Zhang Jialiang waited for Jian Heng to walk in, only then did he realize that his boss still had a few tools, large and small, in his pocket.

"Tools for barbecue!" Jian Heng said.

Zhang Jialiang curled his lips after hearing this: "I said Brother Heng, you are not trying to lie to me, are you? People's barbecues are all forks, at least they are iron fibers. What kind of meat you roast with this thing, you need more than ten pieces of meat hanging on it. Jin?"

"You're really right, you only need a large amount of barbecue!" Jian Heng took out an iron syringe in his pocket, and knocked on the barbecue grill in his hand.

"How much can you bake?" Zhang Jialiang asked.

Hearing that this thing is barbecue, Zhao Changshan also raised his head, looked at the iron thing in Jian Heng's hand, thought for a while and asked: "How long does it take to roast this thing, are you preparing dinner? "

"What dinner, lunch! Don't talk about it, I will show you the legendary barbecue at the ranch today!" Jian Heng put the iron guy on the table with a snap, then put on his gloves and started rolling the meat.

The meat on the table is two leaves, taken from the two hind legs of the cow. The bones have been peeled and peeled, and now only the dark red meat is left. From time to time, some white fat can be seen embedded in the dark red meat. in the meat.

Jian Heng started to beat the two pieces of meat slowly and lightly with a wooden hammer, almost every part of the meat was beaten once. One piece covered the first piece of meat, so that the whole iron guy was wrapped by two pieces of beef.

Next, Jian Heng pulled out the hemp rope in his pocket, and began to tie up the meat. While tying it, he kept tightening the meat tightly, squeezing out the gap between the two pieces of meat.

Zhang Jia watched Jian Heng's movements curiously. Even if Xiao Huang handed the kettle back to him, he did not leave in a hurry, but watched Jian Heng tie the meat with open eyes.

Jian Heng has great strength, and he can tie the meat quickly. In about four or five minutes, two pieces of lean beef were tied on the iron frame by Jian Heng, roughly forming a cylindrical shape.

"Such a big roll, can it be cooked at noon today?" Zhao Changshan couldn't help asking when he saw that Jian Heng had tied up a fleshy column that was as thick as an adult's thigh and nearly 70 centimeters.

"Is there anything you can't cook!" Jian Heng picked up the small wooden hammer again, put the iron frame horizontally on the table and continued to knock until the whole "meat column" was knocked into a neat column shape. down.

After the shape was adjusted, Jian Heng took a sharp knife from the kitchen knife holder, and kept poking at the beef, explaining as he poked, "It's easy to cook!"

Snapped!

Jian Heng just finished speaking, when Zhao Changshan stretched out his hand and gave Zhang Jialiang the back of his head: "You kid is really lazy,

Why don't you want to stop working on the excuse of watching the barbecue here? Hurry up and get to work! "

Zhang Jialiang covered the back of his head and replied: "Let me see, if such a big lump of meat is only given to us, it will last at least three or four days. Brother Heng can roast it so quickly? I don't believe it!"

He said so, but Zhang Jialiang still went out with the water bottle.

No one in the room talked much, Jian Heng and Zhao Changshan started to do their own things.

No one disturbed him, and Jian Heng became more focused on his work. After pricking some holes evenly in the meat, Jian Heng began to add sauce to the meat. It is obviously impossible to expect such a thick meat to be brushed. , You have to beat the sauce into the meat, and the tool to beat the ingredients is the steel syringe that Jian Heng used to hit the grill just now.

After preparing the ingredients, Jian Heng injected seven or eight injections into the flesh, and stopped until the injection hole started to leak.

Zhao Changshan has been scanning Jian Heng from the corner of his eye from time to time, and seeing that he is holding the shelf directly in his hand, he asked aloud, "Is that all right?"

"I hung it outside to marinate for a while, and at the same time I prepared firewood." After Jian Heng finished speaking, he had already walked outside the door with a huge meat rack.

Just after hanging the meat on the rack, Jian Heng saw the sisters Damai and Mai in overalls carrying a log and unloading the truck together.

"Oh!" Jian Heng's mouth directly became an O shape.

These two sisters are directly equal to the labor force of two men! The two brothers Colter and Remington only shared one such wooden pillar.

"What are you looking at?! Have you ever seen someone as powerful as us?"

I don't know if Barley or Wheat saw Jian Heng's appearance, and couldn't help shouting.

The two sisters are now carrying a log with excited expressions on their faces, as if they are doing something extraordinary. The two sisters are happy to be able to carry the log now, and feel that their strength seems to have increased again.

Gudong!

Jian Heng saw two slender girls with the round wooden pillars on their shoulders, and subconsciously moved his Adam's apple, thinking that the two girls had directly re-appointed women, and at the same time, a sentence jumped out of his heart: Be good, whoever will marry her back? Yes, a disagreement can directly KO my husband!

"Why did you two start this job? Didn't you ask you to help in the kitchen?" Jian Heng asked.

Letting the two girls carry logs, Jian Heng felt a little bit sorry for the two beautiful girls, so he suggested that they should go to the kitchen to help.

"You're sexist, why can't we do this job, why is it the kitchen when it comes to women?"

"that is!"

Jian Heng's thoughtfulness did not receive good rewards, and what appeared in front of him were two neat middle fingers like spring onions.

Jian Heng was also not polite, and after returning to the two of them with one finger each, he went to find his own firewood to make a fire and barbecue without saying a word.

For Jian Heng, the rest of the work is quite simple, split the firewood into a suitable size, and pile the firewood one by one on the big gasoline power wall. Into the oil drum to start roasting. The iron frame and the oil power are matched. The original I-shaped frame at the bottom can just ensure that the meat does not fall into the oil drum, and the long handle can just fit the upper wall of the oil drum.

After doing all this, Jian Heng joined the labor team, unloading the truck first, and then joined the team of demolishing the walls of the barn after the truck was unloaded.

Woohoo! Woohoo!

The happiest thing in the entire ranch is probably the little white lion. This thing follows the McAvoy sisters, running back and forth cheerfully, almost without a moment's rest.

Except for Jian Heng, no one has noticed how much rest he has used since he started working. It seems that his body has inexhaustible energy today. It turns out that it seems that it will take a whole day of work. More than half of the time has been done.

"Everyone take a break and prepare to eat!"

The roar of Zhao Changshan's meal broke the bustling construction site. At this moment, everyone felt that their stomachs were growling with hunger, and they took off their gloves and prepared to eat.

"Boss, is your barbecue ready?" Zhang Jialiang wiped his sleeve with his arm and asked Jian Heng.

"Almost!" Jian Heng remembered the barbecue after hearing his reminder, so he walked towards the oil drum with a trot, but when he stretched his head, he found that the fire had gone out, and the firewood inside had turned to ashes. Already lowered, only slightly higher than the air.

Taking out the thermometer placed next to the oil drum, Jian Heng directly inserted the measuring needle of the thermometer into the meat, looked at the reading, and nodded in satisfaction.

He took the meat out of the barrel, and checked the temperature of several parts of the meat. It has reached Jian Heng's requirements, which means that this piece of roast meat has been roasted.

Holding the iron racks, Jian Heng directly put the meat racks on the buffet table.

"How can this be eaten!" Zhang Jialiang immediately moved over with his small plate as soon as he saw the barbecue.

Jian Heng hooked his fingers at him, then turned the shelf horizontally, and slashed the sharp knife in his hand along the axis of the shelf, and Yuanben's fleshy column was divided into two parts, and fell off the iron shelf smoothly.

The iron rack was put aside, and Jian Heng pressed the barbecue on the table with one hand, cut off a piece, and placed it in Zhang Jialiang's basin with a knife and fork.

Zhang Jialiang was dumbfounded, because the meat in his basin was about the size of 16K paper, as thick as two fingers, slightly burnt near the outside, and the redder it was, the more juicy it was, and the breath-taking smell of meat Can't stop touching his taste buds.

"Damn, this is too fierce!"

Zhang Jialiang felt that this piece of meat was enough for himself.

Jian Heng ignored him, raised the knife in his hand, slapped, and divided the meat into more than 20 pieces, each piece was as big as Zhang Jialiang's bowl.

"This is called hard food!" Jian Heng proudly picked up a piece of beef, put it in his mouth and bit it.

Maybe he was so proud, the gravy started to flow out as soon as he bit it down, Jian Heng had to stretch his neck to prevent the gravy from dripping onto his chest.

"It's too cruel!"

When Xiao Huang and Xiao Zhao saw this kind of barbecue or the way of eating meat, they couldn't help but praise angrily, and then each dragged a piece into their plates, and began to chew.