The wind blowing from the glacier touched the blue and silver grass with a hint of coolness.

The warm sunlight on the body makes it almost impossible to tell whether it is winter or spring.

On a simple grill built of stone, the lamb has gradually been browned, and the scent of barbecued meat is continuously released with the noisy oily sound.

It was just sprinkled with coarse salt, without adding any spices and seasonings, but the flavor of the barbecue was extraordinarily strong and enticing, even compared to Meg's yakitori.

"What sheep is this?" McGonagall could not help asking curiously.

"This is a blue sheep and sheep." Edie rolled over the lamb skewers and introduced them with a smile. "This is the only sheep on our blue grassland. Only sheep that eat blue and silver grass will have nothing to eat." taste."

"Lazy sheep? It seems this lamb is lazy?" Amy thoughtfully, looking around on tiptoe, "Let me Kangkang, and that sheep lazy, this is not possible, Let's grab it and bake it. "

"This is really a paradise." McGonagall smiled. The extremely cold northwest, snow and ice, has always been a forgotten place. Even the ethnic war that swept the entire Nolan continent that year did not affect it.

War is nothing more than a fight for resources and territory. The Northwestern Territory has many landless land, but no race is rare in such landless land.

The blue grassland is obviously an accidental existence, but in addition to the blue silver grass and shepherds, there is no such thing as decent Warcraft. It is obviously not a land worth occupying for all major races.

"The kebab is ready, please try it." Edie placed a large handful of kebabs on a wooden tray and smiled and handed them to McGonagall.

The original ecology of freshly cut branches, rough hob meat, this shish kebab reveals the original ecological meaning of the grassland, glowing red-brown meat pieces, exuding a mouth-watering fragrance.

"I want a bunch." Amy swallowed as she watched the kebab on the plate, holding up a small hand.

"It looks delicious." Anna's throat rolled a little, staring at the kebab.

"Come on, one per person, enough." McGonagall smiled and gave the meat to the crowd. This large kebab was exactly twelve, because the big cut of meat was almost worth one. Leg of lamb.

"Be careful, burn and eat." McGonagall reminded Amy and Anna.

"Um." Amy promised, while already biting a bite of lamb.

"唔" Amy's eyes suddenly flashed, and her small mouth like a rabbit chewed cheerfully, her eyes and eyebrows had been bent into crescents, and the corners of the raised mouth looked happy and satisfied, making people expect the value of lamb skewers. Promote again.

Amy always praises all foods, even the hard cookies, can be crunchy like a little squirrel, making people believe that it is very delicious food.

But when she showed this expression, it must be the time when she had eaten the real delicious food, and her credibility was very high.

McGonagall blew the first piece of lamb, then opened his mouth and took a big bite.

The slightly burnt mutton roasted on the surface is saturated with juice after biting. There is no trace of mutton peculiar to it, only the rich sweetness and milk aroma like goat's milk, and it is mixed with a slight aroma.

The salty taste is only a supplement, and the aroma makes the wonderful taste of lamb a step up.

With his eyes closed, McGonagall seemed to see the blue fat sheep walking leisurely on the blue grassland, facing the wind blowing with the fragrance of the grass.

A big mouthful of lamb, the more chewed the more fragrant, the cheerful vigor almost chewed the tongue.

"This shish kebab is wonderful!" McGonagall opened his eyes and gave Eddie a thumbs up. He admits that this is one of the most delicious shish kebabs she has ever had.

"This mutton is so delicious!" Mia said in a mouthful, her face full of surprise.

"As a firm kebab party, I also agree that this shish kebab is indeed delicious." Barbara nodded, then chewed a large mouthful of mutton and chewed cheerfully, and began to seriously consider whether to switch to the kebab party. .

The praises of everyone came from the heart, and no one thought that they could eat such delicious food as far away as the grasslands in the northwest.

"Ding! For the first time in this world, the host gives heartfelt compliments to the food made by others, triggers the completion of hidden tasks, and hereby rewards a recipe for kebabs!" Just then, McGonagall suddenly sounded a systematic voice .

"Is this okay?" McGonagall froze, looking at the glittering experience bag in his mind a bit inconceivably.

"Is this a fake recipe, isn't it?" McGonagall asked tentatively. When there was such a kindness in the system, he would change the recipe with a word of praise.

"Please host not to question the professionalism of this system!" The system is strict, "praising others is an excellent quality. As an alternate chef, you must learn to be humble and praise, and acknowledge the excellence of others in order to make yourself more For broad growth. "

"Well, I'll take it." McGonagall raised his brows slightly, and the grilled lamb recipes delivered to the door didn't make sense. This is the king of the barbecue industry. Now it's better to take it home.

"Everyone likes it." Edie listened to the praises of everyone, and also smiled with flowers on her face, her hands turning the lamb skewers a lot.

A half-pound of lamb is strung on a lamb skewer, and when it is strung into the belly, there is a feeling of fullness.

However, this kind of exotic cuisine, eat a few skewers will not be too much.

The crowd gathered around the fire, grilled on fire, ate lamb skewers, drank the goat's milk made by the herders, and watched the herders sing and dance, and the holiday atmosphere gradually thickened.

Shirley borrowed a horse from the herder and took Anna to ride.

Amy found a sheep, threw the ugly duckling on the sheep's head, climbed up on her own, and chased Shirley on the sheep.

Abe Mia and they all went out for a walk and play. Rarely has such a good weather and environment. Chatting and making friends gradually became familiar and more harmonious.

McGonagall didn't follow, but instead found a piece of dry wood and sat by the fire to watch Eddie and Grandfather Alfonso roast the whole sheep.

"Old man has been to the south when he was young?" McGonagall asked at random, watching Edie turning over the whole sheep.

"Yeah, when I was young, I went out for more than ten years, and I walked up to the chaotic city. I lived there for three years, I missed home, and I came back." Edi nodded, and there was a little more memory in his eyes. The corner of the mouth also rose slightly unconsciously.

Alfonso looked carefully at McGonagall, with a bit of hope in his eyes. Grandpa taught him the common language. Although he didn't speak fluently, he could understand McGonagall's words. He liked to listen to everything outside the grassland. I am eager to leave the prairie one day and look southward like grandpa.