"System, your intentional misinformation was deliberately misleading me." McGonagall could not help but whisper in his heart after hearing Edie's words.

This black goat is not produced in the blue grassland, but on a snowy mountain outside the grassland. If it was not for the herdsmen, they would not find a black one even if they turned the blue grassland over and over again. Goat.

"This system has provided the host with blue grassland as a violation of information, and the host even revenge and framed me, it is really heartbreaking!" The system said seriously.

"Come on, you." McGonagall rolled his eyes. He didn't believe the system's nonsense, but since the location of the polar black goat has been determined, the mission has been mostly successful.

"This sheep is so precious, how can we enjoy it." McGonagall looked a little embarrassed at Edie. Herdsmen's enthusiasm was really unusual, but he felt a little embarrassed.

"It is an honor for our tribe to be able to provide food to our distinguished guests." Edie said with a smile. The grassland hasn't had so many guests for many years, and the Buck tribe is indeed a generous tribe. Come up with the best food as a treat.

McGonagall smiled: "Please go on. I'm interested in roast lamb. I wonder if you can watch your roasting process?"

Edie is slightly surprised at her status as McGonagall, and she is interested in such low-level things as roast lamb, but the big names have some strange hobbies, so she nodded without asking: "Of course, please. "

As the chief of the Buck tribe, Edie is also the best barbecue master in the tribe. A sheep, no matter how fat or thin, can always be roasted to the perfect state in Edie's hands. This technique is only available to the previous chief match.

The sheep with three legs was struggling quickly, and the blood was exhausted. Edie crouched down and cut the sheep's leg, and then raised her cheeks to blow hard.

The sheepskin was blown up suddenly, and Eddie raised his knife and fell, and the whole sheepskin was completely cut off after a while.

McGonagall looked at the scene with some appreciation, and herdsmen's wisdom was admirable.

Of course, he didn't use this method to cut the skin. He just grabbed a fat fish. ◇ Zero Zero Reading Network ◆ Pull a corner of the skin and slowly cut along the skin, you can also cut a complete sheepskin, faster than this Go up a few minutes.

The point is, don't move your mouth.

The black goat's skin was peeled, revealing the meat inside, lean and strong mutton, almost no fat, which is incomparable to the sheep raised.

The iced water taken on the river rinsed the lamb, smeared a handful of coarse salt and a spice that McGonagave never seen, and Yi Di supported the whole sheep with three pieces of wood and placed it directly on the cooked charcoal grill. Bake on the rack.

"Good student watching, if you are out of the business pool, don't eat tonight." Yidi gave the whole lamb to a young man to watch.

"Okay, I can't be wrong." Alfonso agreed with a smile, turning the grill carefully, while secretly looking at McGonagall, with envy in his eyes.

"He is my grandson Alfonso. He is not very old, but he grew up by the grill. He has better barbecue skills than most men in the tribe," Edie introduced to Meg, with a little pride.

"Young is promising." McGonagall nodded and looked at Alfonso more. The young man did look a bit like Edie. The dark curly hair was wrapped around his shoulders. Compared to herdsmen of the same age, the browns The brown eyes seemed to be shining, making him look a little different.

"It takes a while to roast the whole lamb. Let me roast some lamb for the distinguished guests." Edie carried the dagger towards a row of dwarf trees beside the open space. The trees were not tall, but the branches were very strong and slender. The branches are staggered, with red leaves like maple leaves.

McGonagall remembered that the leaves just used by Edie to wipe the whole sheep's juice seemed to be smashed by the leaves, and the three woods used as a bracket also seemed to be made from the trunk of this dwarf tree.

Eddie cut back a large number of branches with a dagger, and peeled off the surface of the branches with a dagger. A faint fragrance was coming.

"What is this?" McGonagall asked curiously, thinking of Red Willow for the first time.

Authentic red willow barbecue is the best in the barbecue. Red willow branches pierced with kebabs are a natural spice. Compared to ordinary bamboo sticks, the roasted meat is completely two kinds in the mouth of the food. .

"This is a branch of Bakam. We Bak tribe all use it for roasting meat. The roasted lamb is better." Yidi washed the cut branches in a tub and said with a smile: "Leaving the grassland , You won't be able to eat it anywhere else. "

"That's really a good thing." McGonagall nodded, almost as effective as a red willow branch, and smelling the fragrance from this branch was a natural spice.

The black goat has already been on the grill, so Edie grabbed another strong blue shepherd and slaughtered it. He took the tender meat of the hind legs and the lamb in the upper brain, and cut them into cubes. Then wear it with sharpened branches of baka wood. A wooden stick is skewered with five or six pieces of meat, each measuring three centimeters square.

The burnt charcoal was lined up in the mud pit, the rocks were raised, and the lamb skewers were lined up one by one.

The barbecue on the prairie is not that particular and looks rude, but the whole process makes people feel as solid as that piece of meat.

The branches that have just been cut down from the tree are soaked in water, so you don't need to worry about it being burned before the lamb is cooked.

The red charcoal fire gave off a good temperature, and the fat and thin mutton began to nourish the oil shortly, giving off the smell of roast meat.

The lamb on the blue grassland has no smell, and Meg has known it after drinking goat's milk.

But this lamb, which has hardly been processed, is grilled directly on charcoal like this, which is indeed a very advanced method of grilling.

His yakitori was still afraid to do so, because it was more particular about the control of the fire and mutton. It was a little worse, and the large pieces of mutton were either not cooked inside or burnt outside.

Mia and they all came together to make McGonagall's full attention to the barbecue, which must have merit.

And the scent of this roast meat became more and more intense, so that everyone who flew for several hours finally felt a hint of hunger.

Before eating roasted whole lamb, it would be better if you could take a few skewers of this kind.

"Wow, this barbecue smells so good. It must be delicious when it's cooked." Amy licked the corner of her mouth, squatting next to the fire full of expectations.

"Meow ~" The ugly duckling stretched out his paws and was eager to try.