Chapter 1531

When the oven door opened, spicy food overflowed kitchen No. 1.

"It smells good!"

The eyes of the cooks in the kitchen lit up.

"The pungent smell is irresistible. I didn't expect that after a fish was put into this square container for a while, the fragrance would become so fragrant. What kind of artifact is this?"

"This is grilled fish? But why not the grill and the charcoal? How is the fish baked? And how does it make the fragrance so rich and delicious? "

"Gulu."

The smell of grilled fish wafted away, causing a burst of uproar and exclamation.

The smell is so overwhelming that even the old chef who has been in the kitchen for decades can't resist it.

Of course, what surprised them even more was Meg's cooking method, and the flavor that completely overturned their imagination of grilled fish. It was so aggressive.

"The fragrance..." Hyman was surprised and looked at McGonagall's back with admiration. He muttered in his heart: "sure enough, he is the man who can win the best chef at the king of Los Palace Banquet where famous chefs gather."

"Put it over there first." MEG took the grilled fish out of the oven and put it on the charcoal stove which had been prepared on one side. All kinds of vegetables and hot pot powder had been laid on the bottom. When he roasted it on the stove for a while, it could make the grilled fish more delicious, and vegetables were the indispensable delicacy of grilled fish.

Looking at the steaming roast fish on the stove, many Orc chefs on the scene have swallowed their saliva many times.

"It looks like roast fish, but why does it have soup? Shouldn't grilled fish be as dry as possible? " A chef whispered a question, his face full of puzzled.

"Hum, this is an unprofessional grilled fish. The real grilled fish is to bite crispy and smell scorched. This kind of fish in soup doesn't deserve to be called grilled fish at all." A fat old chef said with disdain that he was the master in charge of grilling fish in the big kitchen.

His words immediately caused a lot of ORC chefs' agreement and recognition, which is not in line with their cognition.

MEG went to the stove and fired. He began to fry eggplant with fish flavor.

This dish is the simplest one to cook tonight. When the spices are stir fried in the iron pot, the overflowing fragrance quickly draws the attention of the chefs.

Stir fry is not common in this world. Humans are used to stewing food, while orcs prefer roasting.

It's the first time for many chefs to stir fry the delicately cut vegetables in a strange looking iron pot.

What's more, they can't tell what kind of spices MEG put in the pot. The meat flavor is so strong that it's not inferior to the previous roast fish.

Eggplant under the pot fried, not long after the soft eggplant wrapped in a layer of red juice out of the pot, Sheng in the plate, color and fragrance.

Pass the fish flavored eggplant to MIA. MEG turns around and turns off the heat of the pressure cooker. With one click, he depresses the pressure and pours the braised meat into the black stone pot.

The smell of pork is familiar to orcs, but no one has ever been able to make it so fragrant and attractive.

"My God... I don't know what he does, but I've never met such delicious food in my life." A younger chef swallowed his saliva and couldn't help whispering.

"The fragrance is so attractive, and the taste is certainly not bad. This is what master taught me." A schoolboy nodded his head and agreed.

"No! shut up! It's not me Behind him, a middle-aged cook blushed.

Although I don't want to admit it, it is full of the fragrance of No.1 kitchen, which makes many Orc chefs who come to see the excitement change their view of MEG.

As a chef, I naturally understand how difficult it is to make food have such an attractive fragrance, and there is no reason why food with such a fragrance is not delicious.

People's eyes were complicated when they looked at McGonagall. A young human chef with countless auras and names, a chef invited by the chief to be in charge of the main dinner, was the man in front of him.

Even an ordinary dinner made such delicious and attractive food.

Take out the Golden Chicken from the oven and put it on the tray. MIA takes out her little hammer and knocks it in the center of the mud shell. The cracks cover the whole eggshell in a moment. Then, with a clear click, it spreads like a lotus flower, revealing the Golden Chicken.

"The mud and chicken are perfectly separated, just like an eggshell. I didn't expect that there is such an amazing way to roast chicken in the world!"

"I didn't expect that the yellow mud roast chicken was so delicious. I'll try it later."

"Every dish has a different flavor, but it's all equally attractive... Is this guy too showy?"

The smell of the roast chicken dissipated, causing another stir.

Doubt has gradually disappeared, even if the teacher Fu is so old-fashioned, surrounded by such a tempting fragrance, he really does not have the courage to say anything provocative.

"Has director Hyman had dinner? Would you like to have some with us? " MEG asked with a smile, looking at Hayman, who was standing by and swallowing.

"I'm so busy today that I find I'm not late yet... Hiccups." Hyman covered his mouth and laughed awkwardly. "I didn't have dinner. I'm so hungry. If Mr. McGonagall and the ladies don't mind, I'll have a little bit of it with a good face

"Uncle sea eel, you have to do what you say. If you want to eat a little, just eat a little. Don't eat too much, or we will all be hungry." Amy looked at Hyman seriously and said, with a little worry on her face.

"I'm Herman, not a sea eel..." Herman corrected with some tears and laughter. For this lovely little ancestor who was harmless to human beings and animals, he had heard that he was the precious apprentice of the God of fire and the Lord of frost, a gifted magic girl, whose status was far higher than his father.

Even the FAK tribe is not willing to bear the anger of the two legendary magicians.

"Well, I'll restrain myself." Heyman nodded seriously. In fact, he had had dinner. He only blamed that the fragrance was too attractive. It was too precious for him not to leave the FAK tribe. He didn't want to miss the chance to taste Meg's cooking skills, even if he only took one bite of each dish.

There was a set of tables and chairs in the corner of kitchen No.1. MEG didn't bother to take the food to the restaurant, so he just made do with it in the kitchen.

Everyone was sitting around the table. Hyman asked people to take a small stool and sit down carefully in the corner of the table.

"Let's have dinner." MEG picked up the bowl and took a mouthful of steaming white rice. He felt that the soft rice was sweeter and sweeter in his mouth.

"The grilled fish..." Hyman picked up the chopsticks and stared at the grilled fish in the pot.

Chefs' eyes also fall on Hyman one after another. The color and fragrance are complete, but the taste depends on the taste of Hyman.