Chapter 1322

"Gulu."

Three swallowing sounds were heard almost at the same time.

"This... This is too fragrant, isn't it?" Ivan, sitting in front of the stove, can't help but poke his head and look at the yard next door. It's a fragrance he's never heard before. It's the first time he knows that food can emit such a wonderful fragrance. It's countless times more delicious than the fragrant soil in the backyard.

"It smells good. It really smells good." Justin had already got up from the ground, picked up the railing, and looked into the yard next door. The male devil was turning the big fish on the grill, holding a brush in his hand, and was brushing something on the fish. After a while, he took a small jar and sprinkled some powder like things on the fish, as if pouring into his soul. The smell of the fish was instantly stimulated.

"Wow

Justin on the spot was greedy crying, holding the railing, looking back at jimina, crying: "mother, I want to eat that too..."

McGonagall, who put down the cumin powder jar, looked back in surprise. He didn't expect that the child next door was really crying.

"Wow, the little brother next door is crying, but this roast fish is ours." Amy sat on one side of the chair, a serious face to declare sovereignty.

"Meow!"

The ugly duckling gave a cry of secondment.

"If you think about it, don't lose face." Jimina hit Justin on the head with a violent fist, hammered him into the ground half of his head, and just took his face back.

"How cruel." Amy shrunk her head and took a look at MEG and Elena. It seems that her father and mother are really super nice to her.

"I'm sorry, my child is so hungry that he wants to eat everything, even earth. His favorite food is the stewed turtle I made." Jimina smiles at MEG and looks at Ivan, who is staring at the grilled fish.

"Yes, our family loves stewed turtles." Ivan is an excited spirit, busily nods a way.

"It doesn't matter, kid. It's all the same." McGonagall nodded. He was a little surprised by the cruel tutoring style of the neighbor. As for whether the child really likes stewed turtles, I don't know.

"Who said, I hate stewed turtles the most." Justin, covering his head and squatting in the corner of the wall, muttered that his head didn't matter, but his heart was severely hit, and he shed tears, but his eyes still couldn't help looking into the yard from the gap of the railing.

In this world, besides stewing turtles, there are more delicious foods.

Is that male devil a legendary gourmet? Why can you make such delicious food?

McGonagall took a plate, grilled fish out of the oven, sprinkled with a little scallion, immediately burning fragrance overflowing, sober and pleasant.

"Come on, grilled fish first." MEG puts the grilled fish in front of Amy and Elena, changes a grill plate, re brushes a little oil, and puts the lobsters with a knife in the back on the grill one by one. The shrimp tongs will move slightly, but the sauce has penetrated perfectly, ensuring the meat quality and delicious taste.

Under the charcoal fire, the black and blue shrimp shell began to turn red, and the shrimp head shell full of shrimp yellow began to nourish and exude oil. The unique flavor of shrimp also bloomed.

For roasted shrimp, McGonagall implements the strategy of less oil. The full shrimp meat contains a lot of water. With the evaporation of water, there is a gap between the shrimp meat and the shell. The pickled sauce has been perfectly included in the shrimp meat, and the flavor is overflowing.

"It's too tempting, I really want to eat..." Justin didn't know when to stand up again, holding the pillar in the corner, choking, his eyes full of yearning.

"Well, it's delicious." Amy put a piece of fish in her mouth and blew it. Then she fed it to her mouth and shook her head happily.

Irina also picks up a piece of fish and feeds it to her mouth. It's different from the spicy grilled fish in the restaurant. This grilled fish is simpler and has no side dishes.

Crisp skin wrapped in soft and tender fish, a bite down, crisp fragrance blooming in the mouth, tender and delicious fish has brought a wonderful surprise surprise.

The unique aroma of guotan barbecue gives it a special temperament. Compared with spicy barbecue fish, the cumin flavor of this barbecue fish is more prominent, but it does not cover up the fresh flavor of the fish itself, and still achieves the right balance.

"It's different from the grilled fish before, but it's still delicious." Irina picked up another piece of roast fish, which is undoubtedly the most delicious.

"It's too much... It's so delicious..." Justin's tears began to flow down again. This is the life he yearned for.

"If you don't cry, the stewed turtle will be better soon. I know that if you want to eat the stewed turtle, just wait a little longer. Do you need to cry so sad?" Jimina grabbed Justin and brought it back. She pressed the stove and comforted him.

"Also... Also let people tell the truth..." Justin shriveled mouth, full of grievances, when he said he liked to eat stewed turtle.

"Hold it." Jimina stares at him. It's about the dignity and status of a housewife. She can't let anyone threaten and shake her status in this family.

What's more, she insists that her stewed turtle is one of the most delicious foods in the world.

What delicious food can a clumsy male devil make.

"Father." Justin looks at Ivan.

"Look at this bowl. It's big and round." Ivan smiles and holds up a big bowl.

Justin sighed. Forget it. He's never been able to count on his father.

"Try today's first grilled shrimp." McGonagall puts three newly baked crayfish on the table. The smell of carbon roasted crayfish has come along the hot air, which makes Elena and Amy who are immersed in the delicious grilled fish look up.

"It smells good." Amy's eyes brightened and she looked at the crayfish MEG had put in front of her, reaching for the red pincers.

"Now the pincers are still very hot. Let's eat the body of shrimp first." McGonagall quickly stopped her, and with a knife from both sides of the shrimp shell, a large section of shrimps that had contracted water was easily forked by McGonagall. Even if the water had contracted, it was still as thick as Amy's wrist.

"Wow! What a big piece of meat As soon as Amy's eyes brightened, she took the fork with her two hands, came up to her and blew air, then took a big bite.

"Good... Delicious." Amy was steaming and said vaguely, with a happy smile on her face.

And this meeting, jimina's Stewed turtle is also completed, she got up and fished a little smell with her hand, smelled it, and then lifted the lid of the pot.

A whole turtle floats on its back on the thick white soup, and the heat comes with a fishy smell.

"This is my baked crayfish. I don't have much food. Let the kids taste it." At this time, MEG came to the railing with a roasted crayfish and said with a smile.