Chapter 1986: Happy kebab

The scent of roasted meat spreads out, and it wafts in the winter yard. The thick meat flavor is mixed with the fragrance of spices, making it difficult to resist.
The sounds of grunts ~ grunts have been connected, and the children stopped to play around and came forward, watching the grilled skewers with oil flowers in McGonagall's hands, and could not help swallowing.
"This is too fragrant!"
"Why the smell of meat is so attractive, it's different from the meat I have eaten!"
"Although I had three bowls of rice at noon, I think I can do it now."
The children were completely caught in the scent of barbecue.
"It is worthy of the legendary boss Mai, but the fragrance has made people irresistible." Annalin wiped the tears around her mouth and sighed with emotion.
The expressions of the staff were not as good as those of the children. Several little girls watched McGonagall's eyes start to shine.
This young and handsome boss, with his amazing cooking skills, is really outstanding!
"I knew everyone would love it." Amy stood aside, a smile on her face, and whispered.
"No one can refuse the food made by Uncle McGonagall." Jessica nodded deeply.
McGonagall wandered between the two grills, a kebab of mutton and a kebab of beef, almost finished at the same time and placed in two long metal plates.
"Trouble to give to the children, each child a string of beef and a string of lamb." McGonagall said while looking at the staff standing aside.
"Okay." The middle-aged woman nodded and shouted with a loud voice: "Children, line up the queue, just like when eating, come up one by one to lead the skewers."
The cluttered children immediately lined up in six teams, and the staff began to distribute kebabs to the children.
McGonagall smiled and continued to grill the skewers for the children, and handed over the things to the staff, he could cook better food.
"Um... this skewers is so delicious! This is my first time eating beef... so delicious..."
"Ah... I bit my tongue, it's so delicious!"
"Yangyang is so cute, it's more delicious to roast!"
"It's about to cry...it's too delicious."
The children have fallen into the skewers, and the orphanage allows them to fill their stomachs with three meals and often eat meat that they did not dare to think before.
But the children have never eaten such delicious food. The delicious grilled meat subverts all their imagination of the food. Even in the dream, such delicious food has never appeared.
Innocent smiles bloom on the children's faces, which is a sense of happiness rarely seen on their faces.
"At least at this moment they are happy." Annalin thought with emotion in her heart. As the person in charge of this welfare home, he had some understanding of each child.
The tragic life experience and the experience of childhood on the streets have made these children more timid and inferior than ordinary children. They keep the edge outside like a hedgehog, guarding the world, and not exposing their softness and emotions to the world.
McGonagall roasted faster and faster, keeping up with the speed of staff release.
More than 500 children soon ate kebabs and lamb skewers just out of the oven.
The meat of the skewers is not small, although there are only two skewers, but it is still a lot of weight for the children. Although the meaning is still not enough, the children's smile is quite satisfying.
McGonagall gave the staff the last kebab, which was considered to be grateful for their help.
After several resignations, the staff accepted McGonagall's kindness.
A bunch of kebabs were handed out from the hands, listening to the children's praise, they had been drooling, but when they actually ate the grilled meat that had just been baked, all the ideas were best satisfied.
The crystal-clear fatty meat is inlaid on the beef like small crystals. The sauce is brushed very delicately and evenly. The surface of the barbecue is light and shiny, and it looks very delicate.
The beef entrance, the slightly charred skin and the garlic-flavored sauce first melted in the mouth, usually feel the pungent garlic, but at this moment it is particularly soft and delicious, making people full of mouth.
Chewing carefully, the tender beef burst out in the mouth, and the aroma of garlic and meat wafted out of the meat all at once. The deliciousness bloomed instantly in the mouth. Every bite can chew the taste buds cheering, let People simply cannot stop.
"This...is a crime...and it's so delicious!" Annalin sniffed, his emotions a little out of control.
"Mr. McGonagall?" At this moment, a somewhat surprised voice rang from behind McGonagall.
McGonagall looked back at Luna and Vivian who walked in from the door and smiled: "Mr. Luna, Miss Vivian."
"Teacher Luna!" Amy trottered up and cried, looking up at Luna.
"Little Amy." Luna smiled and touched Amy's hair, looking at the kebabs that the children hadn't finished, and the two grills unfolded in front of McGonagall, and then looked at McGonagall. : "It seems that you made delicious kebabs for the children."
"Uh, it's a pity that I'm late, and I didn't even touch a string." Vivienne glanced at the empty ingredient box with a probe, regretting it a little.
"Teacher Luna, the kebab made by this uncle is super delicious."
"Yeah, it's really delicious!"
The children saw a happy smile on Luna's face and did not forget to praise McGonagall.
"Amy said she wanted to come and see the friends. I brought her over and made some skewers for the kids." McGonagall nodded and handed the ice cream machine to Vivienne. "Grill The string is just finished, but there are still ice cream."
"Thank you Boss Mai!" Vivian happily looked like a child, reaching for the ice cream from McGonagall's hand and licking it, the smile became brighter.
The children's eyes fell on Vivienne's ice cream, and they began to wonder what it was that made the pretty big sister so happy to lick.
"The children haven't been so happy for a long time. Mr. McGonagall's cooking is really amazing." Annalin walked over and looked at McGonagall with admiration.
"Great reputation." McGonagall felt his gaze a little gay, subconsciously leaned towards Luna, and then said: "Not many kebabs are prepared, but I also prepared ice cream for the children, While everyone is here, send the ice cream to the children first."
"Okay, let's help too." Luna nodded.
McGonagall turns on the ice cream machine, chooses four flavors, and begins to distribute ice cream to the children.