Chapter 696: The soul of the poison tongue is waking up

The peers are the family, and this has been deeply understood since McGonagall opened the restaurant.
Therefore, for the complicated eyes of that kind of hatred, his heart is like a mirror, and you don’t have to think about how much fire and resentment these chefs have in mind.
Of course, this has nothing to do with him. The pattern determines that he will not have a general knowledge of them.
"Mr. McGonagall, you have everything here, and there are ingredients for you. If you have any needs, you can always tell me." The manager with McGonagall said with a smile.
McGonagall carefully scanned the things on the stove, confirmed that the ingredients needed and the things they brought were all together, nodded and said: "Enough, there is work."
Although there is no such thing as a gas stove in the world, Beyat has already shown him the wisdom of the people of the opposite world. The magic stove that provides the heat with the magic array can still provide stable and efficient temperature, and can also easily control the firepower. size.
The nature used by the Second Emperor's House was this magical stove. Before it came to McGee, I bought one for the street and spent half a day getting familiar with the temperature and the heat.
And before coming, McGonagall first looked for a system to change the oven into a magic oven, instead of using electricity, so that it can be used if it is brought out, otherwise pulling the wire from there is a big problem.
McGonagall asked Amy to sit on a small stool and eat small biscuits. He took an apron and a chef's hat from the package and prepared to start cooking.
"This is the chef that the second emperor has found from the city of chaos? So young, can you make good dishes?"
"Yeah, the chef of the City of Chaos and Luo Du are not comparable. I want to say, any of the chefs in our kitchen are much better than him."
"The age is not big, the shelf is not small, with so many things coming over, is it because the kitchen utensils of our prince's house are not good?"
The chefs didn't say anything, and the little chefs and apprentices who helped the kitchen had started talking about McGonagall.
McGonagall listened to those words of superiority, but also set a smile, this is the lowest level of poison tongue, there is no way to cause any harm to him, and even want to laugh.
Most of the chefs in the kitchen have been in middle age, not as young as young people, but this will look at McGonagall. Many people still have some contempt on their faces. The most famous Dukas in the city of chaos The chef of the restaurant is still cooking in Luodu.
Of course, if you are a connoisseur, you will know when you get out of the hand. They say that they are also face-faced people in this kitchen. They have to stand on the shelf and cannot evaluate it casually. Otherwise, what is the difference with those apprentices?
However, after a meal was made, it was their turn to comment, stepping on the same thing, but it was very refreshing.
McGonagall took out the spices one by one, placed them in their habitual position, and picked up the unicorn grass carp that was still happily swimming from the water tank.
Knocking on the grass with a knife back, the slender pointed knife easily scraped the fine and hard scales, and then made a hole in the fish, and pulled out a stinged fishbone, the blink of an eye, the stove A bunch of small fishbone appeared next to the stage.
"Oh, see no, this is the most unsuccessful way to deal with the unicorn grass carp. The fish scale is the most delicious part of the unicorn grass carp. It is also the reason why the unicorn grass carp is so beautiful. He not only went to the scales, but also cut a good fish." When cooking for a while, it will definitely become a pile of minced meat, without beauty and value." A slightly fat chef said a little ridicule and apprentices around him.
As the chef who is best at cooking fish, Matthew's words are naturally recognized, so the treatment of the unicorn grass fish is really unheard of, attracting apprentices to flatter.
"It’s delicious, it’s no wonder that you can’t make a good fish.
McGonagall cleaned the fish and then marinated it with spices. He said,
The most embarrassing part of the unicorn grass is the scales, and it’s fine. The closed scales will hinder the taste of the fish, while locking the smell of the fish in the fish, making the fish taste faint and full of flavor. As for bone removal, this is a technical activity that most people can't learn."
McGonagall's voice was not big, but it made the noises stop all the time. The chefs showed some thoughts on their faces, and the apprentices carefully watched them.
When Matthew heard the words, his face turned red. I didn't expect McGon to dare to refute him in public. He pointed out a finger and pointed at McGonagall: "You... you are nonsense! I have been doing fish for more than 30 years. The fish is more than the rice you eat. Isn’t the experience worse than your kid?

"Effort and dedication are respectable qualities. For 30 years, we are steadfastly moving in the wrong direction. The accumulated experience is also worthy of respect." Meg smiled and nodded.
"You...you..." Matthew was so trembled that he couldn't say anything to refute it for a long time. He said: "Don't say, "I can see what fish you can make!"
McGonagall is not the owner of the loss, nor does it work on his mouth. Looking at the fat chef who wants to kill him but he can't help him, he feels a lot faster.
This made him find some of the feelings of the chefs who spit in the past, and the soul of the poison tongue is waking up.
In the salted fish, McGonagall prepared the steak and the ingredients of the yellow pheasant. When the bottle was opened, McGonagall noticed that the eyes of the kitchen were bright.
"No, in addition to the five million appearance fees, the money for spices and equipment must also come. This bottle of red wine alone, no 200,000 can not." McGhee stuffed the cork, thinking in his heart I almost lost myself.
The fish is grilled in the oven, the chicken is stewed in a casserole, the steak is fried in a pan, and McGonagall cooks three dishes at the same time.
The smell of beef and red wine raged in the kitchen, and the smell of yellow pheasant began to float along the lid. Only the fish in the oven didn't know what it was.
However, this will everyone have closed their mouths.
Nothing is louder and clearer than the strength of the face. In addition to the chef who wants to be a chef, the time spent in this kitchen is not short, and there is never a chef who makes dishes. Can make everyone want to force to smell, can not help but swallow.
However, McGonagall did it.
"Good fragrance, I have never smelled such a fragrant meat taste, whether it is chicken or beef, it is incredible delicious." An elementary schooler sincerely said that the people around him nodded and licked their toes. I want to see what McGon has put in the pot, how can it exude such a tempting fragrance.
"Oh, even if the beef and chicken are delicious, the fish may not be able to do well." Matthew snorted and the fist was unconsciously clenched.
"Ding!"
The oven gave a crisp sound, and McGonagall put the steak on the plate and opened the oven door. u