Chapter 1389: For a while, you eat and see the uncles and aunts who line up outside.

"Would you like to eat for a while?" Winnie was discouraged. She thought that this time Mr. McGonagall would be liberated, but I didn't think it would work.
McGon thought about it and said: "At about two o'clock noon today, you come to the restaurant. I will ask two experts to evaluate your teeth and see if there is any way to repair them."
"Okay." Winnipeg's eyes brightened, and the person who could be called an expert by Mai Bo, must be very powerful. Maybe she would fix her teeth at once, so that she could eat everything.
McGonagall and the regulars greeted each other and took Rena into the restaurant.
In the kitchen, Felice and Camilla have begun to prepare the ingredients for the noon. The two different styles of cutting vegetables have the same high efficiency. They have been stacked and piled up for a few piles of ingredients. You can use it directly.
McGon went upstairs and changed to a clean chef's suit, surrounded by aprons, washed his hands, and began to make tofu brain.
At noon today, I have to supply 400 tons of tofu brain. The workload has increased a little more than usual, but it is only an increase, and the problem is not big.
Reina looked at McGonagall seriously. In the past few days, she deeply felt the passion of those women for the tofu brain. She also liked to eat tofu brain. When it was delicious, it could bring a very good repair effect to the skin.
When McGonagall saw Rena’s seriousness, he explained while doing the following:
The process of tofu brain seems to be cumbersome, but in fact it is not difficult after mastering, as long as it can grasp the timing...

It didn't take long for Mia to come to the restaurant. Mia walked to the door of the restaurant and looked at McGond with curiosity. "Boss, what is the new product you are going to launch today? Can you reveal it now?"
"The new product to be launched at noon today is the oil crayfish, you sit and wait for the meal, we will eat this dish at noon." McGonagall said with a smile.
"Oil crayfish?" The crowd was a bit confused, but more of it was still looking forward to it. They never understood the way the boss took the dish.
"Then I have to eat two, two prawns and shrimps." The buds just came back from school, ran around and raised their little hands to sign up.
"Good." McGonagall nodded and grabbed a few crayfish from the fish tank in the corner.
The crayfish that the system directly supplies from the breeding base is much cleaner than the fishermen. It does not see any sand and stains. It can be directly cooked with a little water.
"A big shrimp." The girls looked at the two pounds of crayfish in the hands of Meg, and they all showed amazement.
Compared with the prawns used to make Yangzhou fried rice, this crayfish is huge.
"Is this a shrimp caught from the sea? There is a breath of the sea." Gina asked curiously.
"Yes, the crayfish that grows in the sea." McGonagall nodded, raised the fat head fish from the knife holder, and began to open the shrimp line to the crayfish.
The last time I expanded the hot pot area, the kitchen area doubled, and there was a lot of spare space, so three large pots in the kitchen were not crowded.
The three flavors of crayfish McGonaga launched in the Devil Islands decided to suspend the launch, the taste is too consistent, equal to self-destruction.
Fortunately, he still has three flavors of crayfish that can be done. At noon today, he plans to introduce oily crayfish, steamed crayfish and chilled crayfish.
Wait until the devil's winds have passed, then consider releasing the small, garlic, and thirteen fragrances.
The clam crayfish, the skill of cooking, determines whether this crayfish can meet the delicious standards.
The treated crayfish is put aside and the rapeseed oil is put into the hot pot. After the oil temperature is 70% hot, the spices are added, and the spices are slightly stir-fried, and the spices of the spices begin to emanate.
At this time, pour the processed crayfish, stir fry quickly, the cyan lobster shell gradually turned red, and the faint scent began to scatter.
Inject beer at this time, flush with the crayfish, add a drop of water, and quickly cover the lid for cooking.
The cooking is to allow the spices to penetrate the shrimp perfectly. The process is very long. When it slowly collects the juice, when the soup is almost finished, the lid is opened and the fragrance blooms instantly, just like a delicious bomb bursting in the kitchen. Gushing out.
"smell good!"
The eyes of everyone waiting for the meal are bright, and the smell that can be smelled is an irresistible scent.
McGonagall gently shakes the cauldron and let the soup at the bottom of the pot completely dry, which will bring it to the pot.
A crayfish alone is served on a plate. Unlike the red soup oil wrapped in spicy crayfish, the shape of the clam crayfish is quite dry. The cuts are cut in the edges and the spices are painted with wonderful colors. The shrimp is mouthwatering.
"This is our lunch today." McGonagall raised the last crayfish on the plate and smiled.
"I can't wait to try it, it feels like a wonderful taste." Mia looked forward.
Barbara waved a small hand, fluttering on a plate of crayfish, and gently fell to the large hot pot table next door.
"Does this shrimp change another way?" Irina just came back and went to the table and glanced at it. Something was awful.
"Yes, today is the oil crayfish, wash your hands, you can start eating." McGonagall nodded, indicating that everyone sat down to open the meal.
McGonagall sat down and looked at the people who were full of tables. Unconsciously, Mimi Restaurant has become a big family.
Full of Dangdang filled a large table, except Sally, now it is all arrived.
"I want to start." Amy said, then grabbed a shrimp pliers that was only as big as her little hand. She sucked a bit of the broth in the gap and then slammed the shrimp out of the gap. The tongs, the red, full-flavoured shrimps dyed with the soup were easily taken out.
Amy took a bite out of her mouth, her blue eyes suddenly brightened, she was happy to chew the shrimp, and the soup-filled shrimp gave a slight chewing sound, like a wonderful movement.
"Oh." The crowd swallowed a bit of subconsciousness. Amy was too fragrant to eat. It was a kind of enjoyment and a torment, but it was good to have a crayfish in front of them.
"This prawn shrimp is delicious. After eating this one, I have to eat one more." Amy swallowed the shrimp in her mouth and looked at McGonagall.
"Well, keep it for you. After a while, you will eat the uncles and aunts who line up outside." McGonagall nodded.
The emergence of new things always requires a popular science.
As a good test eater, Amy showed the guests how to eat a crayfish elegantly, which is perfect.