Chapter 561: Is it a subversive barbecue practice? (first more!)

After the black goats slaughtered, Ricci took the washed goats into the grilled area covered by the wooden boards. The guys at the Ricky Barbeque Restaurant retreated to the side. This was a confrontation between the two. The heat wave rose from the board and it was seen that Rich had already started to bake. .
The eyes of everyone turned to the side of the McGonagall, he did not cover the grill, but the cut beef was placed aside by some unknown spices, and then placed aside, then Look carefully at the spices and seasonings in a pile of bottles and jars.
"What is this owner of the McMee restaurant? Why don't you start the barbecue?"
"Yeah, it seems that there is something to be blended, but does the roast need to use a lot of spices? It is not a wise choice to waste so much time on this side?"
"You don't understand, Mai boss is a genius. He is born for subversion. Anything unreasonable is reasonable in him. Otherwise, how can he make so many delicious foods and see his serious and meticulous expression? This step is definitely important."
Over time, there was already a scent of barbecue on the side of Richie, but McGonagall was still mixing spices, and people couldn’t help but feel a little confused, but most of the restaurants in Mimi’s restaurant were still full of confidence. The culinary skills of the grid are almost ecstatic.
"He seems to be mixing sauce, but the most important thing about barbecue is not the taste of meat? All spices can only be auxiliary, the lighter the better, so that the original flavor of the barbecue can be fully utilized." Meg frowns, as a master with more than 20 years of barbecue, he has a deep understanding of the barbecue, some can not understand the behavior of Meg, and waste so much time in such an important matchup. Obviously not a wise choice.
In the duel, the chef usually tries to finish cooking as much as possible, because the late dishes may be scored because the judges have already tasted the extra ingredients of the former, and once the taste is not outstanding, they will often be compared.
McGonagall cut the meat into small cubes, which is obviously easier to cook than Ricky's roasted whole sheep, but he hasn't even had a fire yet, but he has wasted a lot of time on the seasoning. This is in the duel. It seems a bit stupid.
"I hope this guy will not waste such high-quality ingredients as the iron beef. Otherwise, I must criticize the chef who wastes the ingredients." Philippe looked at McGonagall and thought about it.
"Withdrawal." Half an hour later, Ritchie's voice rang from the wood, and the guys at the Ricky Barbeque Store swarmed up and removed the planks that were blocking the oven, revealing the black oven inside.
The sweaty Rick stood in front of the semi-closed big oven and turned the torsion bar, so that the roast goats that had begun to be golden brown kept turning in the oven, and the rich fragrance was also with the evacuation of the baffle. Spread all at once.
"Good fragrance! The taste of this barbecue, I feel like I can eat the whole whole roast whole lamb!"
The eyes of the onlookers are all bright, and they are all attracted by this rich barbecue flavor.
"Rickey's fat cooking seems to have grown, and this oven has some meaning. Only half an hour, the whole lamb can emit such a scent, and it will take half an hour to get out. "Philippe Peter looked at Richie with some surprises. If you look at McGreg, who still has no movement, you can't help but shake your head. This guy won't give up directly?
Hearing the words of the onlookers, Rich’s face also showed a smug smile. He wiped the sweat on his forehead with a towel and turned to look at McGonagall. He wanted to see how his progress was and saw him. Just put down the seasoning spoon in my hand, the grill didn't even rise after the fire, and I couldn't help but smack it. It immediately showed a bit of ridiculous smile. It seems that the calmness that this guy showed before was completely horrible, and probably not at all. Will do barbecue, it seems that there is no suspense in this matchup today.
Putting down the third sauce bowl, Meg's face is also a little smile, although this is a challenge, but he still has some small blueprints in his heart, taking advantage of this opportunity to launch a new product release. Yes, it is obviously a good choice to show the three flavors of roast beef skewers.
Looking up at the smiling Ricky, and the bulky oven, McGonagall raised his eyebrows and spent a lot of time mixing the sauce. It seems that he needs to hurry.
Reaching out from the basket on the side, a bamboo stick of about 30 centimeters long was pulled out. McGee picked up the marinated beef and began to string it on the bamboo stick. A bamboo stick and three pieces of beef were placed aside by about two centimeters. Alternate, and soon a bunch of skewers were picked up on the plate.

Hey? What does Mai’s boss do, how do you string beef up? Is it a subversive barbecue practice?

"Yeah, this kebab is still the first time I see it, will it be delicious?"
"A bunch of only three, a little stingy, I still look forward to the roasting of some sheep, this fragrance is getting stronger and stronger, I will go there to taste the barbecue restaurant tomorrow."
"The time left for the boss of Mai is not much. Can he finish it with the owner of Richie? If it is too long, it will be very unfavorable to him."
Everyone looked at McGonagall with some curiosity. The way he barbecued was completely different from the way of barbecue in their intrinsic thinking. Some people started to express some concerns.
"Father and adults will definitely win!" Amy holding the ugly duckling, sitting on the small bench that she moved, said with confidence.
"Please, the boss must win." Yabei Mia is nervously holding his fist.
"Amy, throw a small fireball to come here and help me burn this charcoal fire." The serial kebab, McGonagall turned to Amy and waved, and charcoal fire is a very time-consuming thing, so McGonagall decided to take a clever thing. After all, it’s not too good to be too slower than the other side. If the judges are full, then it’s awkward.
"Well." Amy nodded, got up and directly lost a small fireball to the grill, and the black charcoal fire instantly became hot.
"Receive." McGonagall snapped a finger, Amy stopped, the flames instantly converge, the smokeless carbon in the grill just burned to the best state, there is a hint of loose smoke.
"People, I am almost over, you just started, I see how you compare with me!" Ritchie brushed the roast goat with a layer of oil, then turned a few more turns, then slowly pulled the grill out. A crispy grilled golden crispy goat is officially baked.