Chapter 926

"I want a roast duck!"

"We want a table, too!"

"I want a stinky tofu!"

Although the price of 2000 yuan has deterred many guests, many of them have chosen to wait and see for a while, and some of them have shown a more magical operation after the table sharing - dish sharing!

This is a Sao opera that Meg has never seen before. Four people he doesn't know at all, and they are also a combination of orcs, demons, humans and dwarves. They just hit it off and decided to make a Beijing roast duck in the way of AA system.

This kind of thing... Probably can only happen in the Maimi restaurant.

"It's really an interesting dining environment. Elves and Demons share the same table. Humans and orcs share the same dish at the same table. What kind of magic is the dish here?" Cheryl looked at the guests in the restaurant in surprise, then her eyes fell on MEG in the kitchen with transparent windows, showing a smile, "how can such a young chef make delicious food? It's really something to look forward to. "

The hanging oven used by MEG has been optimized and improved systematically. While maintaining the perfect taste, the roasting process has been shortened from 40 minutes to 20 minutes. Moreover, ten roast ducks can be roasted in one oven at the same time, which is undoubtedly very fast.

When the first roast duck came out of the oven, MEG slowly walked out of the kitchen with a cart. Then he stopped at Krasu's table and put lotus leaf cakes, sweet flour paste, green onion strips and Cucumber Strips in front of him.

"Why did boss Mai serve the dishes himself?"

"Yes, it's the first time I've seen Mr. Mai serve the dishes in person. Does it mean that the roast duck is not easy to eat?"

The guests looked curiously at MEG and the big metal covered plate on the cart, which also had a knife and a cutting board.

"Your Peking duck, Mr. Krasu." McGonagall lifted the metal cover, and a plump, jujube red roast duck appeared in the public's sight, with a faint oil light on the surface, emitting a tempting glow in the light.

"Gulu."

The sound of swallowing saliva rings out. Compared with the picture, the roast duck perfectly presented in front of the public is obviously more powerful.

Because of the lack of stinky tofu, McGonagall did not turn on the molecular isolation system. The smell of roast duck overflowed, making people's eyes brighter.

"The smell is more than twice as strong as that of the roast goose in the roast goose shop. It's just a duck. How can it bake such an attractive smell?" Cheryl, who was not far away from the seat, suddenly straightened her eyes and looked at the jujube red roast duck in an incredible way.

Luodu's roast goose shop is one of the restaurants he often patronizes. Their roast goose is also unique in Luodu, but it's easy to get tired of eating too much, so he will go to eat it every two months or so.

I didn't expect that in the city of chaos, he could meet a roast duck that made him feel more attractive than the roast goose shop.

Krasu's eyes were also bright, but looking at the roast duck, which was a circle bigger than the ordinary duck, she said with a smile: "such a big one, can you chew it directly?"

"No, one piece is needed." MEG smiles, shakes his head, puts on disposable gloves, and then picks up the kitchen knife and the roast duck.

The heavy kitchen knives are dancing in Meg's hands, and pieces of roast duck are falling like snowflakes, perfectly arranged on the plate, flowing and pleasing to the eye.

There is almost no difference in the thickness of each piece of the belt meat. A whole roast duck is put on different plates according to different positions, and in a flash, there is only one duck shelf left.

This wave of operation makes the guests marvel. The exquisite craftsmanship can only be described as superb. The delicious roast duck is filled with a sense of ceremony after this duck meat process, and people's sense of expectation is improved a lot.

"The duck will taste better if it is dipped in the sweet flour sauce. It's a classic way to eat the duck by dipping it in the sauce and putting it in the lotus leaf cake, and then adding green onion strips and cucumber on top. Please enjoy yourself." MEG cut off the duck's head and neck, put the plate in front of Crassus and said with a smile.

"Full marks!" Crassus gave MEG a thumbs up. He couldn't wait to pick up his chopsticks, picked up a piece of duck, dipped it in the sweet sauce in front of him, and then picked up a thin lotus leaf cake. Some of them were put in the middle. He put a green onion and a cucumber into his mouth, wrapped it casually, and then stuffed it directly into his mouth.

The delicious taste blooms in the mouth, and Kelasu's expression lights up. The wonderful taste is almost indescribable. The soft and pliable lotus leaf cake is sweet and delicious. The tender duck meat and crisp duck skin echo each other, fat but not greasy. The scallion strips and Cucumber Strips sandwiched in it are fresh and greasy.

Enjoy the delicious food in one bite.

Krasu swallowed the roast duck and exclaimed, "it's so delicious!"

"Gulu"

There was a sound of swallowing in the dining room almost at the same time.

Chris looks at Cheryl with her throat rolling and a smile on her lips. It seems that she is lucky this time.

"I suddenly feel that two thousand copper coins are just too valuable! It's not only a delicious experience, but also a visual feast! "

"I'd like to add a point of Peking Duck here!"

"Miss mia, I'd like to add one here too!"

The guests, who were still waiting, raised their hands one after another to order, for fear that they would be a little late and the 100 roast ducks would be ordered.

"Mr. McGonagall is really good, whether it's superb cooking or amazing knife work, and... There are so many people who like him." Phyllis looked at MEG and clenched her fist. "I must be a cook like him, too!"

McGonagall only takes two minutes to slice a roast duck to the table, but it takes more than 20 minutes for each roast duck to come out, which makes him more determined to let Phyllis master the skill of slicing duck as soon as possible, and then do it instead of him,

"Your roast duck, please enjoy it."

McGonagall put the sliced duck in front of Chris and Cheryl one by one and said with a smile.

"I think it will be a delicious feast." Cheryl looked up at McGonagall and said sincerely that he had eaten all over the food restaurants in LoDo, but he had never experienced the operation of the chef in front of his own noodle duck. This made him feel novel, but also had some special expectations.

"Thank you." MEG nodded slightly and pushed the cart toward the kitchen.

"Well, let's go. I think it's the wisest decision I've ever made to go out to dinner with Miss Chris today." Cheryl looked at Chris and said with a smile. She had picked up a piece of duck and fed it directly to her mouth. Her eyes lit up.