Chapter 101: Is It a Little Match Girl? (Happy Christmas Eve~)

McGonagall's two roasts were quickly served, and the waiter gave her a free pot of tea.

"Father, can you start eating?" Amy's eyes lit up as she looked at the grilled lamb chops in front of her.

"Eat, be careful." McGonagall smiled and nodded, also looking at the plate of cut grilled steak in front of her.

This grilled steak is a bit between beef skewers and Western-style grilled steaks, said it was a beef skewer, not skewered with a bamboo skewer, said it was a steak, and cut you to roast, the smell of beef is slightly weaker, but the sauce is still very coarse, the seasoning powder is sprinkled too early, the surface is a little black after being roasted on the fire for a long time, and the taste of the seasoning powder is a little pungent.

Accustomed to eating exquisite meals, McGonagall's first impression of this roast beef was a bit bad, even if she used to occasionally go to a roadside stall to make skewers, people would not use this kind of thing to entertain people.

"Okay." Amy nodded, picked up the fork on the table and picked up a piece of lamb chop with a little effort, took it to her mouth and blew it a few times, then opened her mouth and took a bite, chewed happily, and ate it very cutely.

"Is it delicious?" McGonagall, who had no appetite, looked at Amy, who was eating with relish, and felt a little interested, and asked with a smile.

"Well, it's not bad, but of course it's not as delicious as the rainbow fried rice and meat buns made by my father, but when will my father cook barbecue?" Amy nodded, swallowed the meat in her mouth, and looked at McGonagall expectantly and asked.

"There will be later." McGonagall smiled and nodded, he was also a little looking forward to masturbating with Amy at his own restaurant, but he didn't know when the system would launch the kebab recipe, which was not something he could control.

"Maybe you can let Amy wait for the guests to come before eating, she eats everything very fragrant, and can eat a sweet shortbread to make the taste of the world, which is more attractive than any shouting." Seeing how Amy was eating, McGonagall thought to herself that she could try a new dish when it came out, and there was nothing better than Amy's cooking.

I was a little hungry in the morning, and although it looked a little unsatisfactory, the way Amy ate still added a lot to the dish, at least it made McGonagall want to try it, and she picked up a piece of steak and put it in her mouth, chewed it a few times, and her brows were already furrowed.

The meat should have been roasted on the grill for a long time, and in order to be ready to serve at any time, it was not considered that the meat would be roasted for too long and the meat would become hard.

The flavor of the sauce is a bit indescribable, and I can't tell how many kinds of spices are blended, Sichuan pepper, sugar, salt, ginger ale...... The proportion is a bit arbitrary, and the stimulation is quite exciting, but it also completely covers the original sweetness of the beef, and I only feel that my mouth and tongue are a little numb from being stimulated by various spices.

It can only be said that diners who like heavy flavors may prefer it, let go of the pursuit of deliciousness, and just need to be stimulated.

In her previous life, McGonagall would have gotten up and left directly after taking a bite, but looking at Amy, who was sitting opposite and eating, she still silently put down her fork, Amy ate barbecue for the first time, and saw that she was happy where she was willing to spoil her interest, picked up the tea on the table and poured a cup and took a sip.

"Huh?" The free tea made McGonagall's eyes light up, a little sweet and sour, a bit like lemon juice, the color was clear with a little orange, similar to the color of honey water, and quickly suppressed the spicy sensation in her mouth, and she couldn't help but pour another glass and drink two sips.

"What kind of water is this?" McGonagall asked, looking at the waiter passing by.

"Guest, this is lime soaking water." The waiter replied with a smile.

"Okay, thanks." McGonagall nodded, although she didn't know what kind of fruit lime fruit was, but the soaking water was really delicious, and she could go in and have a look when she passed by the fruit shop for a while, and maybe she could give the guests a glass of lime water, after all, after eating fried rice and meat, he had a little dry mouth, and he had asked for plain water before.

"Host, this system solemnly reminds that the restaurant is not allowed to sell any food, including drinks, other than the menu provided by this system!" The system's voice rang in McGonagall's head.

"Who said I was going to sell." McGonagall smiled, "I was going to send it directly." ”

"......" McGonagall silently floated a line of ellipsis in her mind, and after a while, the roar of the system was heard: "Host, this behavior of yours is undoubtedly a serious provocation to the system!" You're downgrading the restaurant! In self-abandonment! In the ......"

"System, do you sell high-end lime fruit?" McGonagall interrupted calmly.

"Not for sale for the time being." The system listened to the roar, and said in a somewhat complicated voice.

"That's fine, you don't sell it, and I'm not allowed to buy it." McGonagall pouted, but after thinking about it, she said, "Forget it, I don't have a recipe or experience pack anyway, so let's buy a few and try them for yourself." ”

Recalling her previous life, she had tried to make lemonade a few times on a whim at home, whether it was honey or sugar, the taste of the brew was indescribable, and McGonagall felt that it was unlikely that she could make lime water that she could drink on her own.

She poured Amy a glass of water and ate two more steaks, but McGonagall chose to give up, and she would wait until she got home to get a Yangzhou fried rice to eat, compared to Yangzhou fried rice, this steak tasted like chewing wax.

"Father, aren't you eating?" Amy asked curiously, looking at McGonagall's still full plate.

"Well, I'm full." McGonagall nodded.

"Then Amy will help her father eat the rest." Amy's eyes lit up as she looked at the steak in front of McGonagall.

"Okay." McGonagall changed the two plates and looked at Amy with doting, the little guy ate barbecue for the first time, and it seems that he still likes it, which should represent the average level of barbecue in this world, with a certain roasting technique, and also knows how to season it with various spices and sauces, but it is too rough and not refined enough.

"Father, today's barbecue is delicious, it turns out that the taste of barbecue is like this." Checking out and going out, Amy said happily.

"Later, my father will make you a barbecue that is a hundred times better than this." McGonagall smiled and touched Amy's head, this level of roast wasn't even entry-level.

The grilled beef skewers are charred on the outside and tender on the inside, and when you bite into it, the rich sauce and tender beef are perfectly blended, delicious and chewy, and it can be regarded as a truly delicious beef skewer.

At noon, the guests who waited outside the Mai Mi restaurant and knocked on the door for a long time without seeing anyone answer, all left a little disappointed. Today I really saw McGonagall's words, and if she didn't open the door, she really went out to surf, and she still didn't come over for a trip in vain on her rest day in the future.

McGonagall took Amy and the ugly duckling, who had just woken up, to play in the square for two hours, and when the two little ones had had had their fun, she bought some limes and went home with the two little ones.

"Father, look, there is a man lying in front of our restaurant, is it a little girl selling matches?" From afar, Amy pointed to a figure upside down at the door of the restaurant and said with surprise.