Chapter 340

"This is the color scale grass carp cultivated in this system. Grass carp is a freshwater fish with many small spines, which is inconvenient to eat. Small spines are spiny bones formed by ossification of connective tissue of muscle septum, which are more common in lower teleost fishes, but not in higher evolutionary fishes."

"So after crossing with the grassland, I selected the hybrid offspring for breeding, and finally got the color scale grass carp with the best indicators. This kind of fish has the delicate taste of grass carp and the delicious taste of large yellow croaker. At the same time, it perfectly eliminates the characteristics of grass carp with many small spines and has the ability to live in the sea. I have circled a sea area in the staro sea area. After several generations of cultivation, I have built a large fishing ground that can provide grass carp of different sizes, which is enough to meet the needs of the host. " The sound of the system sounded, with a bit of pride.

"System, do you mean to let me smoke spicy roast fish?" McGonagall listened to the system, but his expression became a little strange.

"Huff! This system is not such a system The system is serious.

"If I don't cook grilled fish, then you are not doing it for nothing? Do you have enough money for all kinds of messy farms and fishing grounds in the world? It's not enough for you to play like this, is it McGonagall asked curiously. He was addicted to system farming and had a passion for money, which really made him a little difficult to understand.

"This doesn't need the host to worry about. What the host should think about is how to quickly improve their own strength and move forward towards the great goal of kitchen god!" The system said seriously.

"Well, don't go bankrupt." McGonagall picked his eyebrows, counted some new condiments on the stove, red oil, pepper, pepper... All ready.

Different from the common Sichuan style grilled fish, there are almost no other side dishes in the grilled fish menu provided by the system, which focuses on the cooking of grilled fish.

McGonagall still agrees with this method. What he dislikes most about grilled fish is that the restaurant adds all kinds of garnishes on the grilled fish plate. All kinds of mixed tastes destroy the delicious taste of grilled fish, which makes him feel like a host.

The most important thing to eat is fish.

"Boil the old oil... Kill the fish, then marinate, bake, stew..." MEG whispered to himself. He took out a big pot from the bottom of the cabinet. Cooking the old oil is a very important step and a very complicated work in making Wanzhou roast fish.

Although the system has improved the process from six hours to one hour, in this process, we need to constantly use the spoon to turn the oil in the pot, taking into account the heat, so as to boil a pot of high-quality old oil.

"In addition to the heavy workload, boring, this should not be too difficult?" MEG lit the fire, put the big pot on the stove, poured the oil into the pot, picked up a big spoon with a long handle and began to turn the oil in the pot in the way he remembered.

"Failure!"

"No way!"

"You are stupid!"

Just boil a pot of old oil, McGonagall has been denied ten times by the system.

"Do you want to be so strict..." MEG couldn't help but Tucao once, and threw the oil out of the pan, but his expression became serious and he gathered up his own attitude. It didn't make complaints about the fish that he wasted so much time. He would have to open up shop tomorrow morning.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host, the cooking of old oil is up to the standard The sound of the system is on.

McGonagall looked at the boiling oil in front of him, with a smile on his face. It's really not easy to cook. He should treat every step with the strictest attitude, so as to make the most delicious food.

When he picked up the copy, MEG looked at the colorful grass carp swimming happily in the water tank, but fell into silence. It wasn't because they were too cute to start. It was just that killing fish was too strange for him, just like killing chicken.

Although I have the best way to kill this grass carp in my mind, I still feel a little uncomfortable when I think of grasping the slippery fish body and carving it with a knife.

"If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? If I can't even kill the fish, I don't need to make the spicy roast fish. Xiaomi is still waiting to eat the roast fish." After a long silence in front of the water tank, McGonagall's eyes gradually became firm. He picked up the smallest grass carp and reached for it. His slippery and sticky hand made him want to throw it away. But before he started, the wild grass carp flew out of his hand and fell back into the water tank, splashing half a meter high, I got wet on Meg's face.

"Lying trough, even you dare to bully me, see I don't kill you!" McGonagall wiped the water on his face, which also aroused his anger. He picked up the color scale grass carp again, took a golden edge knife and patted it on the head. He was honest immediately.

After killing the fish, cut it from the back, remove the viscera, wash it clean, make a flower knife on the fish, and marinate it with various seasonings.

The oven is a new large item in the kitchen. The oven baking is better controlled and more suitable for batch baking. There is no need to turn the grilled fish frequently, which does not affect Meg's cooking of other foods at the same time.

The fish is roasted in the oven. When it is five years old, take it out and brush it with a layer of old oil. When it is nine years old, brush it with another layer of old oil. At the same time, sprinkle cumin powder and bake it for a while. Take it out and put it into a stainless steel plate with onion shreds.

Then there is the sauce poured on the fish, ginger, garlic, bean paste... All kinds of spices and seasonings are put into the pot in turn, and a pot of fire red sauce appears. Pour it on the roasted fish to make the fish fully absorb the sauce.

Another pot, the pepper, pepper stir fry in the pot, the air is full of spicy flavor, also drenched in the grilled fish, sprinkled with a little green onion, bright red and green form a sharp contrast.

The perfect roasted fish and the delicious sauce made MEG who was standing nearby couldn't help swallowing his saliva. The familiar smell was no longer inferior to the roasted fish he had eaten before.

"Unqualified!" The cold sound of the system sounded.

McGonagall, who was ready to taste the chopsticks, had a stiff hand. Although he knew it was impossible to pass at one time, he was hit by the system and suddenly didn't want to taste it.

"All right, if you're not qualified, keep doing it." McGonagall put down his chopsticks and walked towards the water tank, monotonous repetition, continuous progress in repetition, which is what he is good at.

Plates of grilled fish were made by him, and then they were overturned in the negation of the system again and again. McGonagall didn't complain from the beginning to the end, and his movements became more delicate and serious, striving to make every step perfect.

"System, this time?" McGonagall drizzles the fried pepper and pepper on the grilled fish. The hot oil makes a Zizi sound and sprinkles with green scallions. The smell is overflowing.