Chapter 0005: Fireball

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In fact, there are quite a few girls in the dormitory area, smiling and gathering in groups of three to five to toast with Brother Zhiming. Some of the girls who have been working on passenger trains for years are quite bold, confidently pulling Buck to drink in a toast. This, however, makes Liu Shufen feel a bit displeased, as she believes from the bottom of her heart that her son, who has been abroad, should find a girl from outside, as the girls on the railway are not worthy of her son.

As he vigorously shook his head amidst the lively sounds, he heard a discordant voice: "Zhiming... it seems you have moved your household registration abroad? Are you planning to relocate it back now?" It was still that old Ji from the police station

Some people have discerned a trick, pretending to be knowledgeable while working in the dining hall: "Is it intentional to use the fat from large chunks of meat to serve as moisture? The burnt parts on the outside will be discarded later, right?" This method of roasting is actually similar to Turkish kebabs, but it is very popular in Eastern Europe

But the thick chunks of meat, along with the fish, immediately released oil when cooked, and the oil continuously dripped onto the charcoal fire. In an instant, the oil transformed into white smoke with a sizzling sound, and a rich aroma of meat permeated the air, completely unlike the petty atmosphere of skewered meat outside; a bold and grand flavor filled the surroundings

The sound of applause came in waves

For over an hour, Buck stood by the high-temperature oven, maintaining the same posture, holding the iron skewer at the same angle, resembling a machine, continuously slicing pieces of meat that fell onto the plates presented before him, as the iron skewer in his hand transformed from being laden with meat to ultimately becoming a skeleton.

The dazzling lights and the clamor all around made Buck's mind slightly hazy, and it had nothing to do with alcohol. He was familiar with such scenes in Eastern Europe, with beautiful girls, large cups of fine wine, and roasted meat...! ... And that thunderous fireball!

Buck scratched his neck and nodded, muttering, "Just scoop it all together, one plate per person." Since someone had reached out, he focused on slicing the meat.

A passport and a visa are nothing at all

Just this level of physical strength has left the onlooking neighbors in astonishment

Indeed, as soon as the iron lid was lifted, a thick, rich aroma of sauce enveloped the air. Using a spatula, it was directly poured over the grilled meat, and the fragrance...! ... Mmm, it was truly a blend of the meat's own fresh scent, the seasonings, and the various aromas of the side dishes, all of which suddenly assaulted the senses, prompting several people to exclaim in delight!

The flavor is quite unique; it appears to be made with the usual condiments used on ordinary days. However, it possesses a pronounced sour and fragrant taste, complemented by black pepper and finely chopped ingredients similar to celery and onion, which are all quite strong in flavor. This combination gives the entire dish an exceptionally intense exotic flair, making it very special

It is just like sharpening a pencil; first, the charred, carbonized outer layer is knocked off, revealing the tender and juicy inner part, which is then shaved off in strips like wood shavings. The left hand keeps rotating, while the right hand wields the knife as if it were enveloping the piece of meat, carefully shaving off the most suitable outer layer before placing it back to roast. The woman holding the large plate is still puzzled: "Isn't this all white meat? It smells good, but it has no flavor"

There is absolutely no process of using a brush to apply oil or seasonings on top; it is simply roasted like this

The once pleasant aroma of grilled meat was suddenly replaced by a strong smell of burning, causing everyone to exclaim in their hearts that something had gone wrong

Thus, others were applauding, and Buck caught sight of several gentlemen seemingly seated in a row of brand new car seats, feasting and drinking. These workers, who came from backgrounds as machinists and mechanics, were indeed skilled at disassembling parts.

The dormitory area, which consistently presents a scene of decline and poverty, surprisingly has many families pulling lights to the windows to illuminate this courtyard. People from several buildings have come over, drawn by the sounds, participating with cheerful laughter. There are many curious onlookers, but there are also those who brought bottles of wine and their own dishes to contribute. A gathering that is rarely seen has unexpectedly come together.

Ba Dacheng was deeply pained and wanted to help his son, but when he put down his crutch and tried to reach for the rod, he realized that controlling that weight was truly beyond his capability

The person may have returned, but their identity might still be drifting outside

Buck, with a slightly naive smile, took the wine glasses one by one and drank heartily. His drinking capacity, honed among those Eastern European gentlemen, made him unafraid of this amount of beer. However, the large quantity of alcohol also allowed his confused and somber emotions to find some relief. Life, shouldn't it be like this? Drinking heartily and eating meat generously, regardless of the disappointments in life, shouldn't everything be looked at with optimism?

Is there still someone making a fuss: "Is this the party we saw on TV? Little Ba really has gone abroad and experienced foreign life... Why didn't he bring back a foreign wife to show off to everyone?" As soon as the words were spoken, a few acquaintances shoved a beer into his hands and pulled him away. If he had found a foreign wife, would he still come back to grill skewers? Truly lacking in insight!

But there are indeed people who are well-informed: "I have traveled the Northeast Line! I have eaten Russian barbecue in the Northeast, and it seems to have that flavor! However, it is somewhat different from the one from the minibus! That time, I had the authentic barbecue made by Russian women!" The railway dormitory is mostly filled with conductors and train drivers who are always on the move.

The neighbors around, with one hand holding a plate and the other a chilled beer, exuded a foreign style reminiscent of dining at a Western-style party, quite refreshing. After much effort, when Buck had sliced a large amount of meat into the iron box, Liu Shufen quickly took over to let her son rest. The older gentlemen then dragged Buck to drink, congratulating him on his prosperous business, which is certainly bound to thrive

Of course, the focus is still on the meat. It looks greasy, but when you actually taste it, it is fresh, fragrant, and tender, without much of a greasy feeling.

Buck has returned after crossing the border illegally

The dining group has roughly understood. Seeing Buck reaching out to lift the lid covering the pot of side dishes and condiments, he quickly called for someone to help: "Just pour this sauce on top?"

It is essential to promote and carry forward this skill learned from abroad with great dedication

His smile is becoming more and more frequent, increasingly bright

Even Buck is somewhat annoyed by this premature spoiler, waving to the person who is helping him to bring over a plate. He lifts a scorching hot rod with his left hand, holding it firmly in the air, weighing dozens of pounds. The leverage from such a long rod exerts considerable pressure, yet he grips it steadily, while his right hand holds a knife and begins to slice rapidly

After that fellow stayed in the dining hall, he boasted: "The oil has all dripped out, this is proper green barbecue! Xiao Ba, I think you can do this!"

A large piece of meat, when the honey-colored roasted layer is peeled away, reveals tender, white, and fragrant shredded meat inside, glistening with a rich sheen. This causes several young ladies watching the scene to smile and shy away, fearing it might be too greasy, yet they quickly extend their hands to help carry the plates, for everyone has already caught a whiff of the aroma, and the crowd begins to surge over to partake in the feast.