Chapter 923: Full score!

"I want a roast duck!"
"We have one more table!"
"I want a stinky tofu!"
The ordering of the guests has been one after another. Although the price of two thousand has made many guests discouraged, many guests choose to wait and see for a while, and some guests show off the magical operation after the table.
This is a combination of the three people who have not even seen McGonagall, and the combination of orcs, demons, humans, and dwarves. It was decided to hit a Beijing roast duck in a way.
This kind of thing... probably only happens in the Mimi restaurant.
"It's really a fun dining environment. The elves and the devils are on the table. The humans and the orcs eat the same dish at the same table. What kind of magic is there in this dish?" Hillel looked at the guests in the restaurant with a strange look. Then the eyes fell on the McGee in the kitchen with transparent windows, revealing a smile. "So young chefs can make delicious food? It is really a little expectation."
The hanging oven used by McGonagall has been optimized and improved. While maintaining the perfect taste, the baking process has been shortened from 40 minutes to 20 minutes, and a furnace can roast ten roast ducks at the same time. This speed is undoubtedly very high. quickly.
The first roast duck came out, and McGonagall pushed the car out of the kitchen, then stopped at Krassu's table and placed the lotus leaf, sweet sauce and green onion and cucumber strips in front of him.
"How is Mai boss personally serving?"
"Yeah, I was the first time I saw Mai’s boss personally serving. Could it be that this roast duck is not easy to eat?

The guests were curiously looking at McGonagall and the large plate with the metal cover on the trolley. There was a knife and a cutting board on the trolley.
"Kelasu adults, your Beijing roast duck." McGonagall opened the metal cover, a full-bodied, red-colored roast duck appeared in the eyes of everyone, and the faint oil on the surface exuded the light. Brilliant.
"Hey."
The sound of a swallowing sound sounded, compared to the picture, this roast duck perfectly presented in front of everyone is obviously more impactful.
Because there is no stinky tofu, McGonagall did not open the molecular isolation system, and the smell of roast ducks overflowed, making the eyes of everyone brighter.
"This scent is twice as strong as the roast goose in Roasted Goose Square. It's just a duck. How can you bake such a tempting scent?!" Just sit next to the Cheryl eyes. Straight, full of incredible look at the red-brown roast duck.
Luodu's Roasted Goose Square is one of the restaurants he frequents. Their roast goose is also a must in Luodu, but it is easy to get tired of eating too much, so he will make a special trip to eat it every two months or so.
Unexpectedly, in the city of chaos, he was able to meet the roast duck that made him feel more attractive than Roasted Goose Square.
Krassu’s eyes were also bright, but looking at the roast duck that was a little bigger than the average duck, he smiled and said:
So big, do you hold it directly?

"No, you need a piece." Meg smiled and shook his head, put on disposable gloves, then lifted the kitchen knife and the roast duck.
The heavy kitchen knife danced in the hands of McGonagall, and the pieces of roast duck fell like snowflakes. They were perfectly arranged on the plate, and they were pleasing to the eye.
Even with the belt meat, there is almost no difference in the thickness of each piece. The whole roast duck is placed in different dishes according to different positions, and there is only one duck shelf left in the blink of an eye.
This wave of operation is awe-inspiring to the guests. The exquisite knife can only be described as superb. The fascinating roast duck, after the process of this piece of duck meat, is filled with a sense of ritual, and the expectation is even more enhanced. A lot.
"Duck meat with a sweet noodle sauce will taste better. Put the duck sauce in the lotus leaf cake, then add the green onion and cucumber on the top. It is a classic way to eat. Please use it slowly." And the duck neck was cut down and placed in front of Krasu, smiling.
"The perfect score!" Krassu gave a thumbs up to McGonagall, and he couldn’t wait to pick up the chopsticks and pick up a piece of duck meat in the sweet noodle sauce in front of him, then pick up a thin lotus leaf cake. Some of them are not very easy to put in the middle, with a green onion and a cucumber strip fed into the mouth, wrapped in a random, and then directly into the mouth.
The wonderful taste blooms in the mouth, and the expression of Krassu shines up. The wonderful taste is simply indescribable. The soft and flexible lotus leaf cake is sweet and delicious, and the tender duck meat echoes the crisp duck skin. It is fat and not greasy, and the green onion and cucumber strips sandwiched in it are refreshing and greasy.
Enjoy a delicious meal.
Krassu swallowed the roast duck and said with amazement: "It's so delicious!"
"咕噜-"
There was a sound of swallowing in the restaurant almost at the same time.
Chris looked at Hillel, who had rolled her throat, and a smile appeared on her lips. It seems that her luck is also good this time.

I suddenly felt that the two thousand copper coins were simply too good value! Not only a delicious experience, but also a visual feast!

"I want to add a Beijing roast duck here!"
"Miss Mia, I have to add one here!"
The guests who were still watching were raising their hands to order, for fear that they would be one step late, and one hundred roast ducks were ordered.
"Mr. McGonagall is really amazing. Whether it is superb cooking or amazing knife, and... there are so many people who like it." Felice looked at McGonagall and secretly clenched his fist. "I also Be sure to be a chef like him!"
It takes only two minutes for a roast duck to go to the table. But every roast duck comes out. It takes more than 20 minutes for McGonagall to give the guests a piece of duck. This makes him more determined to let the Philippine as soon as possible. Lisi mastered the skills of the duck and then replaced him to do it.
"Your roast duck, please use it slowly."
McGonagall put the good duck meat in front of Chris and Hillel, smiling.
"I think it would be a delicious feast." Hillel looked up at McGonagall, and sincerely said that he had eaten all the gourmet restaurants in Lodul, but he never experienced the operation of the chef in front of his own noodle duck. This makes him feel new and has some special expectations.
"Thank you." McGonagall nodded slightly and pushed the trolley toward the kitchen.
"So, let's move, I think it's the most sensible decision I've made recently to go out to eat with Miss Chris." Hillaire looked at Chris and said with a smile, it was a piece of duck. He was fed directly into his mouth and his eyes lit up.
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