Chapter 1288: Welcome to the Mimi restaurant

"Is this kind of operation?" McGonagall looked at Rena a bit strangely. She only heard a few times in the evening before, and she was confident that she could choose which spices Meg used, but the girl owns The legendary nose of God?
"Is your dog's nose?" Irina was surprised. After she had eaten the hot pot yesterday, except for the few spices that she could see, nothing else was eaten. Anyway, it was delicious.
The restaurant was equally curious to see Rena, how many kinds of spices the boss put in the hot pot, even if they had eaten several times, they could not understand.
"There may be some deviations, but I believe in my nose." Rena nodded firmly.
"Well, you come with me." McGonagall did not hesitate, and immediately got up and walked toward the kitchen.
Reina quickly and quickly followed up, on the way to the kitchen, constantly breathing deep to adjust her heartbeat, this is her only chance, if not able to perform well, she may only stay in that bad place in this life.
Everyone has come to the kitchen, and this kind of test is much more interesting than the previous ones, mopping the floor, and if Rena is really successful, it will be amazing.
Going to the kitchen door, Rena stopped her mind and looked at the bright and transparent kitchen, her eyes lit up.
The clear division of the washing table, the cutting table, the cooktop, the various knives and pots hanging on the wall, all with bright metallic luster, she can hardly believe that the kitchen can be like this, it has completely exceeded She imagined.
In her kitchen, there is only one hanging cooker and a small cooktop made of stone, and all of this is like a dream psychedelic.
If you can cook here...
Reina’s heart beats violently, and she has no way of imagining that happiness.
McGonagall looked back at the door of the kitchen and looked at the kitchen with a gaze. His eyes sparkled like Rena, who was as devout as the holy place, and his eyes showed a bit of appreciation, and did not rush to interrupt her.
Rena's gaze turned around in the kitchen and finally fell on McGonagall. After discovering that he was looking at himself, he suddenly realized that he was still interviewing. His face suddenly showed a bit of confusion, and he quickly swayed. "Oh, sorry, I... I was only the first time I saw such a high-class kitchen, and I didn't control myself for a while..."
"It doesn't matter, these are the spices and spices I use. The spices and seasonings used in the red soup hot pot are here. Now it's your turn to perform." McGonagall uncovers the lids of the spice boxes and spice boxes one by one. Then stand aside, there are fifty or sixty kinds of spices and spices added.
The red soup hot pot has shared fifteen kinds of spices and spices. Even if the person who has eaten the hot pot wants to accurately select the spices he uses from here, it is completely impossible, otherwise he is too good to imitate.
Now, just scented Rina, trying to challenge his red soup hot pot recipe, he is not optimistic.

Good spices.
Rena went two steps forward and came to the front of the spices. She didn’t retreat because of the amount of spices and spices. Instead, she looked at the spices with some surprises, like peppers. The expensive spices she has never bought.
She closed her eyes and sniffed deeply. The fragrance of the various spices gave her a satisfying smile. If she had the right to control these spices, it would be great.
"Then I started." Reina didn't indulge in the scent for too long. She said to McGonagall, took a plate from the side and began to sniff the nose with the spice box and carefully smell the fragrance of the spices.
Although there are many spices on the side that she has not seen before, the smell is not deceiving. She only needs to find the smell that smells that day, and that is the right option.
"This one."
"This one."
"and this……"
Reina grabbed the spices from the spice box and put them on the plate. The speed was not fast, but it was very disciplined. I sniffed in rows and rows. I even stopped thinking for a while and selected the spices she agreed to. On the plate.

Can she succeed?
Anna looked at the window with her toes, and she curiously cried.
"Maybe." Shelly picked up Anna so she could easily see the scene in the kitchen.
Pepper, dried chili, star anise, cinnamon...
McGonagall's eyes are getting brighter and brighter. So far, the spices selected by Rena are all correct. The order of the spice boxes is messy, so there is no possibility of guessing.
About ten minutes later, Rena gently placed the dish on the cooktop and stepped back two steps. Some nervously looked at McGonagall: "I have two kinds of spices, I am not sure, because the breath is weak, and may be The smell of other spices is hidden, so I have not chosen."
"Is it right?" Irina asked curiously.
Everyone is also curious to look at Meg, this test is the most exciting today, just choose the spices and spices according to the smell, it is just the difficulty of level!

Spicy hot pot tastes heavy, so salt is essential.


The right amount of rock sugar can make the soup mellow and sweet, and relieve the spicy taste.

"The other is right."
McGonagall picked up a rock sugar and a spoonful of salt on the plate, and then gave a thumb to Rina, a serious look: "You are a genius."
"This is too powerful?!" Ami Mia looked at Rena with amazement, and until now, she still learned how to hold meat.
"It's amazing, it's almost all right." Felice was shocked to see Rena. In order to learn how to mix the sauce of roast beef skewers, it took a long time to successfully prepare the sauce. .
"Why do I smell the same?" Irina sniffed in front of her, looking at Reina's nose with a puzzled face, perhaps her fake nose.
Everyone was surprised by Rena's performance, so many spices, even if they told them that the name is not necessarily the right choice, let alone just smell the taste of the soup pot and then accurately select them.
"I... I am just a little luck." Rena was boasted by some people and shyly lowered her head and whispered.
"In fact, I am more curious. Since you have been able to analyze my recipes by smell, why not open a hot pot restaurant yourself? Even if the spices are one or two less, the price is slightly more friendly, and the business should not be too bad." McGonagall Rena’s eyes asked seriously.
"This is the food you created. If you know the recipe and imitate it, it is unfair to you. I don't think this is a thing that the chef should do." Rena shook her head and her eyes were firm.
"Actually, I don't care about the imitation of others." McGonagall smiled and extended his hand to Rena. "But I like your answer. If you like, Miss Rena, welcome to join the Mimi restaurant."
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