Chapter 101: Is it a little girl who sells matches? (Happy Christmas Eve~)

The two barbecues at McGonagall soon came up, and the waiter also gave away a pot of tea for free.
"Father, can you start eating?" Amy looked at the grilled lamb chops in front of her, and her eyes were completely lit.
"Eat, be careful." McGonagall nodded with a smile, and looked at the grilled steak that was cut in front of him.
This grilled steak is a bit between the beef skewer and the Western-style grilled steak. It is said to be a beef skewer. It is not skewered with a bamboo stick. It is a steak, and you cut it and roast it. The beef has a slightly weaker taste. However, the sauce is still very rough, the seasoning powder is sprinkled too early, and it is baked on the fire for a long time. The surface is somewhat black, and the taste of the seasoning powder is somewhat pungent.
Eating a fine meal, McGonagall's first impression of this roast beef is a bit bad. Even if I used to go to the roadside stalls, people wouldn't take this kind of thing out to entertain people.
"Okay." Amy nodded, picking up the fork on the table and a little hard to fork a lamb chops, took a few blows to the mouth, then took a bite and opened it, chewed cheerfully, eating very cute .
"Is it delicious?" Meg, who had no appetite, looked at Ai Mi, who was interested in eating. He felt that he was somewhat interested and asked with a smile.
"Well, it's not bad, but of course there is no rainbow fried rice and meat clips made by my father. It's just delicious. But when will my father cook the barbecue?" Amy nodded and swallowed the meat in her mouth. I looked at McGonagall.
"There will be in the future." McGonagall nodded with a smile. He also looked forward to a bunch of dishes in his own restaurant and Amy. He just didn't know when the system would launch the recipe for the kebab. This is not something he can control.
"Maybe Amy and other guests can come and eat again. She eats something special and can eat a sweet shortbread to taste the delicious taste of the world. This is more attractive than anything to drink." Watching Amy eat With relish, Meg thinks in his heart that he can try it when he waits for a new dish. Nothing is better than Amy.
It was a little hungry in the morning, although the appearance was a bit unsatisfactory, but Amy’s eating still added a lot to the dish. At least McGon had the desire to try and fork a piece of cattle. In the mouth, chew a few times, the brow is already wrinkled.
The meat should be grilled on the grill for a long time. In order to serve at any time, there is no question of baking for too long, and the meat is hard.
The taste of the sauce is a bit difficult to say. I can't tell how many kinds of spices are mixed in the end. The pepper, sugar, salt, and juice are a little bit random. The stimulation is very exciting, but it completely covers the original sweetness of the beef. I only felt some numbness in the mouth and tongue stimulated by various spices.
It can only be said that diners who like heavy tastes may prefer it, and let go of the pursuit of deliciousness, as long as it is stimulating.
If it was a past life, McGonagall would go straight to check out and leave, but look at Amy, who was sitting opposite to eat the right fragrant, or silently put down the fork, Amy first eats the barbecue, seeing her happy appearance, she is willing to sweep her Interested, pick up the tea on the table and pour a drink.
"Well?" This complimentary tea made Meg's eyes shine, a bit sweet and sour taste, a bit like lemon juice, the color is clear and orange, similar to the color of honey water, and soon the spicy in the mouth Feeling suppressed, I couldn't help but poured another glass and drank two.
"What kind of water is this?" McGonagall asked as the waiter passed by.
"Guest, this is the water of the lime fruit." The waiter smiled and replied.
"Okay, thank you." McGonagall nodded, although he didn't know what the fruit was, but the water was really good. When I passed the fruit shop, I could go in and see if I could give the guests a cup. Lime water, after all, after eating fried rice and meat prices, there is a bit of dry mouth, before he still wants to boil water.
"Host, the system solemnly reminds that the restaurant is not allowed to sell any food other than the recipes provided by the system, including drinks!" The sound of the system sounded in McGonagall's mind.
"Who said that I want to sell." Meg smiled. "I intend to send it directly."
"..." McGonagall drifted through a line of ellipsis. After a while, the system roared: "Host, your behavior is undoubtedly a serious provocation against this system! You are lowering the restaurant style!" Give up in self! In..."
"System, do you sell high-grade lime fruit?" McGonagall interrupted.
"Not for the time being." The system gave birth to the roaring sound, and the voice was a bit complicated.
"That's not enough, you don't sell, you can't buy it." McGonagall, but thought about it and said: "Forget it, I don't have any recipes and experience packs anyway. I will buy a few and go back and try." Let's go."
Recalling the past life at home, I tried a few times to make lemonade. Whether it is adding honey or adding sugar, the taste of the bubble is hard to say. McGonagall thinks that it is unlikely that he can study the lime water that he can drink.
I also poured a glass of water on Amy, and then I ate two more steaks. McGonagall chose to give up. I still have to go home and get a Yangzhou fried rice. Compared with Yangzhou fried rice, this steak is just like chewing. wax.
"Father, don't you eat?" Amy asked McGonagall's full plate and asked curiously.
"Well, I am full." McGonagall nodded.
"That Amy helped his father to eat the rest." Amy looked at the steak in front of Meg.
"Okay." McGonagall changed the two plates. He looked at Amy with a smug look. The little guy had a barbecue for the first time. It seems to be quite like it. This should represent the middle and above of the world's barbecue. Level, there is a certain baking technology, and I know that it is seasoned with various seasonings and sauces, but it is too rough and not delicate enough.
"Father, today's barbecue is delicious. The taste of the original barbecue is like this." Check out, Amy said happily.
"Wait later, my father will give you a hundred times more delicious barbecue than this." McGonagall touched Amy's head with a smile, and this level of barbecue was not even an entry level.
The outer focus of the roast is tender, and the bite goes down. The fragrant sauce and the tender beef are perfectly blended. It is delicious and not chewy, so it is a really delicious beef skewer.
Waiting outside the Meme restaurant at noon, the guests who knocked on the door for a long time and did not see anyone should be a little disappointed to leave. Today, I really realized that Meg’s words counted. If I didn’t open the door, I really went out for a wave. I still didn’t come over for a rest on the rest day.
McGonagall played with Amy and the ugly duckling who just woke up for two hours in the square, waiting for the two little guys to have fun, and then bought a few limes with two two little guys. Come back home.
"Father, you see, is there a person lying at the door of our restaurant, is it a little girl who sells matches?" Ai, pointing to the figure behind the restaurant door, was full of surprise.