Capítulo 1640: Chapter 1630: New Ho (4)
When there’s barbecue, let’s have a sip of refreshing beer. On a scorching sumr night, nothing feels better than this.
As the dishes just ca out, Xia Siyu couldn’t wait to add the at. Bo Yan quickly stopped her, “Wait, you have to wait until the fire gets going, the pan is hot before you put it in.”
Xia Siyu was a bit surprised, “Have you been here before? Tried this kind of barbecue?”
Bo Yan shook his head, “No. I saw the reviews when I checked the navigation for this place just now.”
When the fire rose, the grill started to emit white smoke, and Bo Yan finally put the at in. As soon as the at hit the grill, oil and juices ran rampant, and the aroma instantly hit.
The mont the aroma wafted over, not only Xia Siyu, but also the photographer next to them secretly swallowed — he hadn’t had dinner yet, because he was busy filming them. However, the crew had rules: no contact with guests during work, nor accepting any “favors” (bribes) from them, so-sad.
Xia Siyu originally wanted to say sothing, but then she slled the aroma and imdiately felt her DNA shifting. As soon as one side of the at changed color, she couldn’t help but urge, “Is it ready?”
Bo Yan shook his head, “Wait a bit longer. The surface is charred, but inside it’s not cooked yet.” He calmly flipped it over and sprinkled cumin and chili powder, “You can eat now.”
He had just said “can,” and Xia Siyu couldn’t wait to remove her mask and reach for it with chopsticks.
Hot, super hot, just taken off the grill. She hadn’t even tasted the flavor yet, just felt it scorching her mouth. All she could do was huff and puff to try cooling the slice before swallowing it.
Fragrant, really fragrant. On one hand, the scent was enticing, but the taste was even more so. The at was marinated just right, very tender, the seasoning perfect, neither too salty nor bland, onions and garlic reduced the at’s gaminess, only enhancing its aroma.
Tasting another bite, the side dish included tiny slices of vegetables, absorbing so of the fresh vegetable scent, also reducing the grease. Surprisingly, this high-fire barbecue isn’t greasy at all, the flavor is truly delightful.
After finishing the barbecue, having a sip of beer — the foam is rich and incredibly refreshing.
Xia Siyu took a bite and didn’t forget to glance at the photographer next to her, “Co, have a taste too.”
The photographer shook his head, holding a small cara, filming in such a shop still drew so attention. Passersby occasionally glanced over curiously. Xia Siyu quickly persuaded, “Eat first, film later when there are fewer people. If you keep filming, soone might notice.”
Fortunately, in these tis, there are many people doing self-dia and food blogging, so one more filming isn’t unusual. But the photographer still didn’t dare to eat with them, just watched from the side, not even daring to drink their beer, only drinking his own water.
Seeing he wouldn’t eat, Xia Siyu didn’t persuade further, and indulged in her feast. Xia Siyu was never concerned about making faces in front of the cara, her previous awkward photos were mostly captured and screenshot by the dia this way. But the photographer eventually let them off, not filming continuously — not because of his soft heart but due to insufficient battery.
Who knew Xia Siyu and Bo Yan would wander the streets, snack on midnight snacks, and stroll for several hours? He didn’t bring enough battery, and could only put down the cara reluctantly.
Xia Siyu had actually already had dinner, although she was a bit tempted, after replenishing the first plate of at, her eating speed slowed down.
No longer tempted, she had ti to joke with Bo Yan, “I know why you have to wait until the pan’s hot to put the at — like cooking steak, that Maillard reaction thing.”
The Maillard reaction, also known as browning reaction, most straightforwardly ans when at is placed above 140 degrees, it quickly changes color, enhancing food’s flavor. When grilling steak, you must first heat the pan sizzling hot, put the at down, sear the exterior, trapping all juices inside, keeping the insides tender.
When it’s about food topics, Xia Siyu could recall such specialized terms.
Bo Yan smiled, “Pretty much. But if this reaction goes too far, it could generate toxins and carcinogens. Of course, discussing toxicity without considering dosage is misleading; eating it occasionally is fine.”
The smoke rose, Xia Siyu sat here, eating barbecue, sipping beer, looking across at him, unwittingly recalling the ti filming “Youth 2,” Bo Yan went with her to a dingy restaurant for barbecue. Xia Siyu said, “I rember before we…”
Before she finished, the photographer looked up at her, so Xia Siyu imdiately switched, “That ti we fild ‘Storm,’ and you, , Shang Feifei, plus Director Wang, had barbecue at night.”
It was just that one ti, Xia Siyu craved cumin lamb kebabs, Bo Yan deliberately ordered it and brought a bunch of barbecue over, treating the crew mbers. At the ti, he tried hard not to let the crew know their relationship, nor let Xia Siyu know his feelings. But looking back now, buying loads of barbecue and knocking on doors inviting the crew to eat was a bit silly.
Well, silly is silly, everyone needs such an experience. There’s always soone who makes your smart brain malfunction, makes you dizzy as if you have a fever, as if you’re on a roller coaster.
After half a pint of beer, Xia Siyu didn’t forget to complain, “I rember I especially disliked you at that ti. And continued disliking for quite a while afterward.”
It was during that ti when she and Bo Yan’s fans held grudges. They’ve reconciled now, but the dislike back then was genuine.
But the main parties have reconciled, yet the fans are still in uproar, it’s unavoidable.
But this statent blurred the line between recording a show to clarify their past or truly sentintal, considering Xia Siyu’s low alcohol tolerance.
The two didn’t order much, partly to save money, partly because it’s late at night; as artists, they need to maintain their figures. Fortunately, in such alleyways, patrons were locals, prices weren’t high; two platters of at, two of vegetables, plus two beers cost less than eighty.
After finishing the barbecue, the two of them along with the photographer slowly walked back, passing by the bar area they had been earlier, where surely the nightlife had begun, the voices of resident singers could be heard. Passing by a shop, Xia Siyu frowned, “This song, I could sing it better.”
No no no, theirs is still better, although often off-key, not like you, not even finding the tune.
After the song, the singer switched songs and played again, surprisingly the dance track “She” they danced to a few days ago. The two exchanged a smile, Bo Yan looked at her, humming softly, “She may be the face I can’t forget…”
The moonlight was beautiful, but she was even more so.
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