"The smell of this lamb is really gone. The flavor of the lamb has become strong. Although it has not been formally cooked, I have no resistance to this taste." Harrison took a piece of lamb on the carriage and said how strangely .

"Boss Mai is indeed Boss Mai. He has a broad mind and is not comparable to ordinary chefs." Jerji also lamented that such unselfish sharing of his experience with others is not something anyone can do.

"He is a good man and a very good chef." Leiden nodded, his admiration for McGonagall could no longer be described in words.

"Brother Leighton, let's go to me and use this processed lamb to make a pot of lamb again?" Harrison looked forward to it.

"Okay." Leiden nodded, and he also looked forward to the taste of the mutton without the scent.

The carriage stopped in front of Harrison's plant. Everyone got out of the car and washed the pot first. Then Leiden and his son began to stew the lamb in the pot according to the previous steps, but grabbed one based on their own recipes. Throw the dried orange peel into the pan.

This time Harrison and Jerji didn't go in. They moved two chairs to the side of the fire while cooking the lamb in the pot while slowly cooking.

About two hours later, Leiden sniffed with a handful of scent, nodded slightly, then put out the fire in the stove and opened the lid of the pot.

A strong mutton scent rose with the heat, and then slammed in all directions.

"This scent!"

Harrison and Jerki had stood up unconsciously, and looked at the pot with their eyes bright.

The rich flavour of the meat is particularly tempting, and this time it doesn't smell the slightest smell, only the pure flavour.

The added spices make the meat aroma more prominent, and the compound aroma brings a clear sense of layering, which makes people can't help swallowing.

"It's so fragrant." Moore's throat also rolled a bit. He used to think that his father's stewed mutton had reached the extreme. No one in the world could make a more delicious stewed mutton.

But now he understands that the quality of stewed mutton made by his father has really improved after removing the odor.

"I can't help but want to taste it." Harrison took a bowl by himself and took a piece of lamb from the cauldron with chopsticks.

The color of the mutton is a little darker than the last time. The red and bright mutton is shone with a touch of oil, and the texture of the mutton is clearly visible. The long stew has not made it rotten.

Harrison took a bite and his eyes flashed.

The texture of the mutton is still wonderful, soft but not rotten, tender but not firewood, the teeth easily cut open the mutton, and the rich gravy burst in the mouth instantly.

The taste buds fell into madness almost instantly!

Delicious!

That's the ultimate taste!

Natural spices intensify the taste of mutton, while giving it a rich sense of taste.

And among these spices, there is a hint of orange peel.

The taste is not strong, but it adds a touch of freshness to the lamb and brings an extraordinary feeling.

Compared to the morning bowl that needs the taste buds to distinguish and handle delicious and savory mutton at the same time, this piece of beef is definitely the most delicious stewed mutton that Harrison has ever eaten, even if it is the mutton in the owner's mutton soup. I'm afraid it's not as good as this rich piece of lamb.

Chewing the mutton with her eyes closed and swallowing it, Harrison opened his eyes after a while, looked at the three people looking forward, and raised his thumb directly: "If this stewed mutton is not hot, I stand upside down and eat shit! "

"Oh, it seems that the lamb's restaurant is down." Jerji smiled, and picked up a piece of lamb and fed it to his mouth.

"Well--"

Although the lamb was still tumbling, Jerji couldn't bear to spit it.

Delicacy raged in the mouth, Jerji closed his eyes subconsciously, the corners of his mouth were raised, and he was intoxicated by the enjoyment brought by this big mouth.

"After the gluttonous flavor was removed, the mutton was very delicious. The only glutinous flavor remaining should be absorbed and neutralized by the handful of orange peels guided by Mr. Mai. It was actually not even a trace of glutinous taste. It ’s not that we bought the sheep. I suspect Boss Mai has changed a sheep. ”Jerji smashed his mouth and smiled.“ Is there a meal? I think I can eat three bowls of stewed lamb. . "

"Go to the cafeteria to see if there is any food, and bring us a pot." Harrison said to the driver, the driver agreed, and walked quickly towards the factory building.

Leiden looked at Harrison and Julian, who were still interested, and smiled on their faces. It seemed that this time they really satisfied the two bosses.

"Brother, you can taste it, this lamb is really reborn." Harrison took the two pairs of chopsticks and put them in Leiden's hands.

"It's delicious!" Moore tasted a piece of lamb and almost chewed his tongue. The rich meaty flavor, charming flavor, and the scent that lingered between his lips and teeth all surprised him.

It is also stewed mutton. The quality of this pot is indeed many times more delicious than all the stewed mutton made by my father in the past.

The bitter smell that was once enough to be ignored by him now looks like rat feces, becoming intolerable.

Leiden ate a piece of mutton, but was lost in thought, and didn't speak for a while.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Harrison asked, looking at Leiden silent.

"It's nothing, just a bit ashamed." Leiden shook his head. "I used to think that I was the best lamb in the tribe, but now I understand that it is only self-consolation. Only a chef like Boss Mai can Really called a chef. "

"You're wrong. A chef can have a good dish. That's great. An omnipotent chef like Boss Mai is a genius who can hardly find a thousand years. Comparing with him, then I'm bitter myself. "Harrison smiled and shook his head, patted his chest:" Just stew the lamb, I can guarantee that we can open a lamb restaurant together, and it will definitely be a fire. "

"I ... I'm afraid not?" Leiden was still a little unconfident.

"Our brothers can trust your craftsmanship and their own mouths. Just stew mutton in this pot today. As long as you can guarantee the quality, our two brothers will pay half of the money and open a lamb restaurant with you. Shares, half of me and half of him. "Jerji patted his chest confidently, looking at Harrison again," Are you all right? "

"It's exactly the same as I think. You don't need to worry about opening a store. Just leave it to us. You only need to sharpen the cooking skills during this period to ensure that the taste of each pot of lamb is the same. Let's just open. "Harrison nodded with a smile.

"Father, I see. If we both save money to open the lamb shop, we don't know when we can open it." Moore persuaded that Leiden was still hesitating.

Leiden looked at the encouraging glances of the three, hesitated for a while, and nodded his head: "Okay, then follow the instructions of the two bosses, but I can't make up half of this restaurant. This stewed mutton can become It ’s delicious, but it ’s all based on Mr. Mai ’s recipe. For my part, I score at least half for him. ”