Translator: SJade, Editor: Dj22031
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Su Yemu asked the terminal to reduce the visual range, took the terminal to the second floor, came to the study, then Su Yemu knocked three times, heard the voice of calling in, opened the door, pressed the door handle with his hand, tilted his body slightly, and stuck his head in through the crack of the door. “Brother Yunting, can I grill a whole lamb in the courtyard?”
Everyone in the live broadcast room could only see Su Yemu, and there was only a crack in the door, and it was completely unclear inside; but no one protested, after all, the Marshal’s study was an important place.
“Of course, do you want me to kill the sheep?” He Yunting’s deep voice reached the live broadcast room, and everyone was excited.
“No, I’ll buy it directly from Star Net, so I won’t bother you.” Su Yemu retracted his head and closed the door. He Yunting inside was amused by Su Yemu’s cute action, and turned around to see the strange eyes of several generals.
“Continue.”
“Yes.” Several people responded, but their minds had turned to the whole roasted lamb. They wanted to roast it, and they wanted to eat it even more. Su Yemu first placed an order on Star Net, then prepared the ingredients and put them in a large basin, and asked the robot butler to carry it out with him. The soldiers at the gate saw this and the two of them ran over, they had to perform! In the past, not many soldiers liked to come to guard the Marshal’s Mansion because they were bored; but now it was different. A bunch of people were scrambling to find a position, even if it was just sweeping the floor. The reason was that when Su Yemu cooked food, he always prepared a portion for everyone.
“Sir, do you want help?” The soldier sniffed, it smells so good, is your Excellency going to make something delicious?
“I really have something to do,” Su Yemu put down the big basin and covered it with a lid to prevent dust from entering: “Help me find some dead wood, I need it.”
There was a small forest next to the Marshal’s Mansion. No one was burning firewood now, and there were many dead woods in the forest. The two soldiers adjusted their hats and replied excitedly: “No problem, please wait.”
The two soldiers ran back to the gate to tell others, and ran into the small forest excitedly to pick up dead wood. Su Yemu began to move bricks and surround the land to burn firewood. At this time, the whole sheep came, a total of three.
“One for you, and two for the Marshal’s Mansion.” Su Yemu spoke first and told the matter. Everyone in the live broadcast room: “!!!”
Wow, as expected…
Alas, as expected…
Married Bobo is like spilled water.
“You will have no friends if you do this,” Su Yemu didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. Why do these people like to make fun of him and He Yunting. The whole sheep had been killed, but Su Yemu still cleaned it again, then carried it to the courtyard, put it in the big basin of seasoning, and Su Yemu began to rub the sheep with a grunt.
Ahh…, I envy this sheep so much.
Ahh…, so embarrassing! Covering face.
Bobo, you are too strong, it hurts me when you rub it.
Su Yemu: Fell, the live broadcast room was shouting, he couldn’t do it. “Shut up!”
Haha, he got angry out of shame.
Su Yemu sighed, there was nothing he could do, who told these people to be his fans, what could he do, just spoil them. Su Yemu’s hands were not strong enough, rubbing one was ok, two was a life-threatening thing, after rubbing, his hands were soft, how could he roast the sheep? There was no choice but to ask one of the soldiers for help.
After handing the job of rubbing the sheep to the soldier, the live broadcast room finally stopped shouting; because there was no 21st century roasting rack for sheep, Su Yemu could only use the most ancient method, setting up tripods on the left and right sides of the oven, and two iron pillars passed directly through the sheep’s back, and then roast it in the oven.
The bad thing about this was that the fire was difficult to control, and the frequency of turning was high; the good thing was that the lamb meat was tender! After picking up the firewood, the sheep was also rubbed. There were three racks in total. Su Yemu watched one, and the two soldiers watched one each.
Su Yemu explained the details of roasting lamb to them again, and told them to ask again if they didn’t understand. When the two heard that they would have a share, they became more active. The soldiers at the gate all stretched their heads to look over here. If it weren’t for the rules, they would have wanted to run over. However, because they would have a share of roast lamb, the atmosphere became lively.
Everyone talked and laughed loudly, and from time to time they shouted at Su Yemu, asking if he needed help. He Yunting, who was holding a meeting in the study with the generals, heard it all.
“So lively?” He Yunting raised his eyebrows: “Let’s go down and take a look.”
The five generals followed He Yunting downstairs. “You two boys, I warn you, don’t burn them for me. Listen to your Excellency and roast them well, otherwise, hehe!”
The soldier who were concentrating on roasting the lamb shouted back: “Huh! If I wasn’t turning the lamb in my hands, I would have pressed you to the ground and rubbed you.”
“Shut up,” the leader slapped the soldier next to the gate: “He is roasting the lamb! Don’t distract them.”
After that, he stretched out his neck and shouted: “And you, Daqing, roast it well. If you keep talking, I will call you back. Your saliva is all over it.”
The soldier called Daqing was unhappy: “My saliva is clean!”
The people in the live broadcast room also heard the soldiers’ shouting, and they laughed out loud. From time to time, they gave Daqing some advice and shouted at the soldiers at the gate. The atmosphere was lively.
Everyone in the live broadcast room said: The soldiers in the Marshal’s Mansion are so cute.
They rarely came into contact with the army, and had never been so close to the soldiers, especially these soldiers who had come out of the battlefield. They were different from the soldiers they had seen from afar who had been stationed in the imperial capital. They had a very special temperament, fierceness, and strength.
“What are you yelling about?”
A majestic voice interrupted the rhythm of shouting from both sides. Everyone knocked their heels and saluted: “Hello, Marshal, hello, General.”
The sheep had already started to squeak. Su Yemu’s hands were weak because he had to keep brushing oil on the sheep and turning it over. It was such a big sheep, and roasting it all required the effort of his wrists. He didn’t feel tired anywhere else, but his wrists and waist had become sore.
Su Yemu heard the voice, bent over, and waved his hand behind his back: “Brother Yunting, it’s time to use you.”
He Yunting approached, and Su Yemu brushed the brush on He Yunting’s hand: “Brush it with oil.”
Stretching, Su Yemu could hear his bones “cracking”, and his waist was very sore.
“Brush the part that’s about to get dry,” Su Yemu commanded with his hands on his waist: “Head, right, hey, don’t brush the back, we’re roasting the feet!”
“Turn it over, turn it over quickly, it’s going to burn.”
“Yes, add more oil.”
“Too much oil.”
For the first time, He Yunting, who was being commanded, felt that there was something more tiring than fighting, and that was roasting a whole sheep.
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