Other-Worldly Restaurant of A Stay-at-Home Dad

Chapter 1314

The mobile restaurant is equipped with a fishing device. For these large numbers of lobsters, it's easy to catch them. After a while, McGonagall caught dozens of them.

Without waiting for him to enjoy himself, the mobile restaurant was forced to move out of the crayfish breeding base.

"System, you are too stingy. I just caught a few shrimps. I just helped you recover tens of millions of losses." MEG left his mouth and make complaints about it.

"The average net weight of crayfish in the farm is more than 1kg. The host has caught 35 crayfish, which is enough for the three of you to eat for two or three days. Please don't be greedy, host." The system protested solemnly.

MEG took a look at the crayfish in the water tank next to him. There was no place to keep it.

"All right, but the task of catching 300000 crayfish doesn't really need to catch one left, does it? In that case, I guess I'll be a shrimp catcher here all my life. " Asked MEG.

"In order to prevent gene mutation caused by random hybridization, most of these crayfish have been sterilized, but in the previous damage, more than 100 crayfish that I kept as breeding shrimp escaped from the block. In order to prevent these crayfish from becoming invasive species, the main target of the host is these 100 breeding shrimp."

McGonagall took a look at the lobster with the tongs and the toughened glass banging. It's fierce. Most of the fish and shrimp are not rivals.

"System, this is a different world, isn't there a lack of Warcraft at the bottom of the sea? Although the crayfish has become a big lobster, it's a bit too much to insist on being invincible, isn't it McGonagall frowned. Although it doesn't sound like a lot, it's no different to find a hundred crayfish in the vast sea than 300000 crayfish.

"At the beginning, in order to make these crayfish have better adaptability to the environment and improve their survival rate, I added a layer of paralytic toxin to their shell when mixing genes. After touching it, it will cause paralysis or even coma, so Warcraft and fish will not use it as food."

"You are really a talent..."

"But when they are heated to 100 ℃, the toxin disappears." The system added.

McGonagall looked at the lobsters in the water tank waving big pincers and thought about how to eat them.

The ugly duckling put out a fat claw, went into the water tank and tried to catch a lobster.

Just then, a lobster suddenly raised his pliers and caught his paw.

"Cat

The ugly duckling took off two meters in place, took the lobster out of the water tank and fell to the ground.

"Ugly duckling, you are so stupid." Amy looked at the ugly duckling with disgust.

The ugly duckling, who rolled on the stall, sprang up and rushed towards the crayfish. He pressed the crayfish's back with his claws. He just wanted to shout with pride, but he fainted beside the crayfish like drunk and spat out his pink tongue.

"Why?"

Amy and Elena both look at the duckling in surprise and see that the lobster is ready to run away. Amy jumps over and is ready to hold it.

"Amy, you can't touch prawns with your hands." MEG took the lead and stepped on the lobster's back.

"The ugly duckling fainted. The shrimp seems to be poisonous." Said Irina, touching the ugly duckling.

As soon as he finished speaking, the duckling, who had fainted for three seconds, woke up with his eyes open. He got up from the ground and stared at the prawn that Meg had stepped on. He seemed a little confused.

McGonagall, who is about to ask the system for a rescue method, looks at the ugly duckling in surprise. It seems that the little guy's poison resistance is not bad.

"There is a paralytic toxin on the shell of this shrimp. It will be comatose after touching it directly, so you can't catch it directly with your hands." MEG explained, taking a pair of gloves from one side and putting them on, and then lifting the crayfish with his feet.

It's said that the crayfish has treated him badly. After all, the size of the crayfish is no different from that of the ordinary Australian crayfish, and its strength is amazing. It's like catching a struggling pig in the hand.

Two forceps, stronger than the green crab, clattered and waved. McGonagall had no doubt that the forceps could easily break a finger or even a steel bar.

"Can we still eat them?" Amy worried that she had never eaten such prawns before.

"Just cook them, the toxin will disappear, and we can eat them." McGonagall nodded with a smile, looking forward to the taste of the prawn.

"Great. When can we have it?" Amy looked at MEG expectantly with a happy face.

"It's going to take a while to get to the crustacean Island, so I'll steam three lobsters first to taste it." MEG picked up three shrimps from the tank with his net pocket and went to the kitchen.

Before, the system had already given him a full set of recipes for crayfish. Just before he had time to check them, when he went into the kitchen to deal with crayfish, he opened the bright recipes in his mind. A huge amount of information came in an instant. The most powerful recipes from the cooking experience of lobster masters and the picky mouth of countless diners poured into McGonagall's mind.

Although the system gives Amy a chance to enter the kitchen god's proving ground, it's day time, and he has promised to make shrimp for Amy, so MEG chose the simplest steamed crayfish.

The crayfish cultured in a systematic way is quite special. The clear sea water and the natural way of stocking all make the crayfish very clean. Even if the crayfish is directly dismembered to make a shrimp sashimi, it's probably no problem.

So McGonagall simply cleaned the crayfish. He put a 56 degree Erguotou in the crayfish's mouth. After it had five or six mysteries, he took out the shrimp line and put it on the steamer with ginger slices. Three large crayfish covered a steamer and steamed it over high heat.

Erguotou is the love food provided by the system. MCG doesn't like to drink high Baijiu, but it is a very good choice to use it.

Steamed crayfish is simple, but the taste is determined by the dip.

While the crayfish was still steaming in the pan, MEG began to mix the dip.

Irina's taste is light, and she doesn't like spicy flavor so much, so he made a light and tasteful dipping dish for her.

Amy's taste is heavy, spicy and sour. She's already half a spicy little guy, so she adds an extra spoonful of chili noodles to her dipping dish, and then she pours hot spicy oil on it, and steamed crayfish can also taste spicy.

And his taste is more miscellaneous, belongs to the kind of can eat, in order to taste the crayfish's own taste, his own dip dish only added a little vinegar.

"Ding!"

One side of the alarm clock rang, McGonagall immediately turned off the fire, opened the lid of the pot, the smell of wine came, three lobsters had become red in front of him.