"Although the kebabs I eat on the prairie are very delicious, I think I prefer the owner to grill them. Sure enough ... am I already a heavy taster?" Mia licked her lips, a little embarrassed.

"In contrast, I think the way of eating on the prairie seems more suitable for me." Elizabeth tasted the lamb and smiled. Her taste was probably the lightest of all people.

"But Uncle McGonagall is awesome. I just learned which grandpa bake it once and learned a new method of baking." Anna looked at McGonder a bit admiringly and thought she was stupid. Until now Haven't learned kebabs yet.

"Anna is still young. When you grow up and can easily operate all kinds of kitchen utensils, you will soon learn something." McGonagall smiled and looked at Anna. She is a hardworking little guy, and she also learns things very well It's fast, because it's too young, even the grill has to be on a small bench to get it, not to mention how difficult it is for a pair of small hands to catch many bamboo sticks.

"I formally decided that starting today, I would like to share half of the kebab love for beef skewers." Barbara solemnly announced, and then took a bite of mutton, chewed with a look of addiction.

"The feedback looks good." McGonagall looked at the happy girls eating the kebabs and took a bite of kebabs.

The mastery of the flames is much worse than that of Edie. After all, it is the first time to roast lamb. According to the experience of grilled beef skewers, it is still worse. The surface is too hard and the moisture is too dry.

However, this fresh and sweet lamb hides the flaws in technology, cumin powder and chili noodles are cheating artifacts. People's taste is attracted by spices, so they don't care too much about the issue of the heat.

"Sure enough, a handful of coarse salt is the most advanced method." McGonagall thoughtfully, and invented Bai Yidi's simple barbecue skills, the advanced recording skills.

He has already harvested the recipe for kebabs, and it looks like he has to hone his cooking skills tonight at the Kitchen God Trial.

However, as a heavy taste enthusiast, for him, cumin powder and pepper noodles really existed in the soul, and the original sweetness could not satisfy his experienced tongue.

In this mutton kebab, he can only score four points in his heart, he is still far from passing, and he is far from perfect, and there is a huge gap.

"Mia, please pour me a beer." McGonagall put beef skewers on the grill and watched Mia say, how can I have less beer while eating barbecue.

"Okay." Mia got up and smiled at the crowd again. "What do you want to drink?"

"I also want beer, the one with ice." Irina said slightly.

"I want beer ... juice." Barbara met McGonagall's gaze, still corrected the juice obediently, and hummed a little, a little unconvinced: "In half a month, I will be an adult!"

"That would have to wait for half a month," McGonald said calmly, juveniles must not drink alcohol, but this is the red line set a little bit.

The barbeque fireworks and laughter made the restaurant extra warm.

Elizabeth took a sip of red wine, and looked at everyone with a smile on her face, her mouth slightly raised.

It's amazing. She never thought that after the death of her mother, there is another place in the world where she can put down all vigilance and sit open and laugh with others.

She found her sister and a group of ... friends.

For her, what was once a luxury word has now become the people accompanying her.

No one here cares who is sitting on the throne of ice crystals, that is not even as important as what to eat tomorrow morning.

The barbecue has been eaten for several rounds, and the prepared kebabs have all fallen into the belly of everyone, together with a large beer keg next to it.

Those half roasted whole lambs were abandoned by McGonagall because they didn't have enough authentic taste. This thing really is not in the ranks that can be learned by looking at it with two eyes.

Jina performed a mermaid dance for everyone. Compared with her sweet voice, the stiff dance pose was a bit awkward and cute, but it made the atmosphere more warm.

The crowd sang and danced, but they discovered a lot of hidden skills, which surprised each other.

"Well, today's barbecue is all done." McGonagall dropped the bottom beer mug in his hand and looked at everyone with a smile. "However, the highlight is still behind, let everyone taste today and officially launch tomorrow. New: Lamb soup. "

"New?" Everyone heard the words and looked at McGonagall in surprise. They just heard that McGonagall would make mutton soup, but their attention was all on the kebabs, and they didn't care about the soup at all. Come, this mutton soup is the most valued by McGonagall.

"Mia is here to help." McGonagall turned and walked towards the kitchen. As soon as he entered the kitchen, a strong smell of lamb was coming.

Maybe I just ate a variety of spicy barbecues, which are wrapped in water and scented from the surface, but it is more sober and pleasant.

"It's so fragrant. Is this the smell of mutton soup?" Mia followed the door, her eyes flashed, and she looked at the cauldron on the stove with a little surprise.

"Put thirteen soup bowls. I'll adjust the dipping plates first." McGonagall and Mia said, and picked up a bunch of small plates.

Of course, mutton soup must be equipped with dry dishes, dried peppers, soybeans, peanuts, and star anise, fragrant leaves and other spices. Stir-fry with salt in the pot, sieve to remove the salt, and then use a kitchen knife to smash and add the fried slightly yellow cooked Stir in sesame seeds and a spoonful of freshly fried salt. Stir in a perfect Sichuan-style dry dipping dish.

Aside Mia had set the soup bowl, McGonig turned off the soup pot and lifted the lid of the soup pot.

The heat suddenly rose, making the kitchen a fairyland.

If a pot of mutton soup is to be done, it must be boiled slowly over the whole night.

Meg didn't have enough time, so he stole some time with the pressure cooker.

The milky thick soup is full of meat. Just smelling it, you can feel the strong fresh flavor, and you can't smell the slight fishy smell or scent.

"It looks pretty good." McGonagall smiled, cut one side into large pieces of cooked mutton and sliced ​​it with a kitchen knife, and then simmered it in the boiling water pot, then poured it In the soup bowl, pour in the hot and white mutton soup, sprinkle with a handful of green parsley, and make a bowl of steaming, fragrant mutton soup.

The greenish coriander is garnished with creamy soup, and the mutton occupies a small half of the bowl.

"Well, take it out." McGonagall took two trays and loaded eight bowls of mutton soup and carried it out of the kitchen. Mia put the rest on.

The people who were sitting and waiting were a bit eager to see through, and watched McGonaga and Mia come out with the steaming lamb soup and put them in front of them, their eyes were all bright.

The milky white mutton soup looks very strong. The aroma of meat and cilantro are mixed together, and the hot air comes to the face, so that everyone who has just eaten a barbecue and drank wine will be born.