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

Chapter 1972

Just out of the oven roast goose, golden color with a little bit of jujube, the color is particularly bright, thick fragrance will be scattered.

Meg, holding the roast goose in one hand, nodded with satisfaction. It has perfect color and appearance, and authentic fragrance. It is the best roast goose.

"This color, love, love." Exclaimed Irina.

"It looks better than the roast goose in the goose shop on the street." Amy nodded her head and stared at Meg's roast goose.

McGonagall laughingly took out the needle and poured the marinade from the belly into a small bowl. This is the essence of roast goose. The strong fragrance of spices is emitted from here, and it has an important role to keep.

Compared with the fine slice method of roast duck, the roast goose is much simpler. Take the fat head fish, put the roast goose on the clean cutting board, chop it, chop it into even pieces, and then put it on the plate directly.

At this time, just pour out the gravy evenly on the cut roast goose, let the gravy infiltrate into the meat, you can serve.

Of course, you can't eat roast goose without sour plum sauce.

The sour plum sauce is provided by the system. MEG made four dipping dishes, took the roast goose out of the kitchen and said, "all the dishes are ready. Let's have dinner."

"My chopsticks are already ready." Amy sat on the chair, staring at Meg's roast goose.

"You can eat it directly or dip it in sour plum sauce. You can decide your own taste." MEG put the roast goose in the middle of the table and said with a smile.

"Good!" Amy nodded her head, reached out her chopsticks, picked up a duck leg and put it in Meg's bowl. "My father has worked hard. This duck leg is for you."

"It's OK to reward me with my roast goose legs?" McGonagall looked at the duck's leg in the bowl, but the smile on his face had already exposed his heart, "that's amazing! My precious daughter knows that she loves him. "

Thinking of this, he took a proud look at Elena.

"My mother has worked hard too. Here are the big duck legs for you." Amy then gave Elena a bigger duck leg than MEG's.

"Er..." McGonagall's smile froze.

"Thank you, Xiaomi." Irina looked at MEG with a smile, picked up the duck leg, dipped it in the sour plum sauce, and then fed it to her mouth.

"Well..."

The sweet and sour taste of sour plum sauce makes the taste buds activate instantly after a whole day's running.

The thin and crisp goose skin, the tender and plump goose meat, and the strong bittern fragrance soaked with goose meat are blooming in this mouthful.

The goose absorbs the marinade, fresh and juicy. When you chew it a little, the skin and meat are separated, and the charcoal fire in the meat is fragrant. The more you chew it, the more fragrant it is. Dip it in sour plum sauce, and it has a unique flavor.

It seems that Elena saw a big fat goose, the vast sky, and

After a long time, Elena opened her eyes, took a breath, looked at MEG, and said seriously, "in this life, you can't escape from me."

"Even if you get my people..."

"Your heart is hers, too." Amy added for him.

"Positive solution." McGonagall nodded, his mouth cocked with a little pride, and sure enough, conquering a woman can begin with conquering her stomach.

Amy gave Annie a duck leg. Then she picked up the last leg, put it in her saucer, dipped it in cranberry sauce, and took a bite.

Blue eyes suddenly lit up, small mouth quickly moving, quickly put the mouth of the goose swallow, too late to speak, and bit a large piece of goose, gills bulge, chew Ziwei, full of happiness on the face, it seems that people have a full appetite, can't help but want to swallow saliva.

McGonagall thinks Amy must have a gift for eating and broadcasting. She always makes people hungry.

"It turns out that roast goose is really delicious. I like roast goose." Half a goose legs down, Amy just took time to say, did not forget to look at the ugly duckling, "ugly duckling, you have to eat more, grow up quickly."

The ugly duckling, who had been concentrating on dealing with a piece of goose, stopped, and the goose in his mouth suddenly didn't smell good.

Annie nibbles at the leg of the roast goose. Looking at her happy expression, she should also like the roast goose.

McGonagall was not in a hurry to eat goose legs. Instead, he put a piece of breast meat into his mouth without dipping it in sour plum sauce.

The breast has skin, meat and bone. A good roast goose must have many good qualities.

The skin is crispy and fragrant. The crispy water made of maltose makes it taste sweet.

Skin, meat and bone seem to be closely connected and can be easily separated at the entrance.

The marinade has penetrated into the bone, and chews the belt bone together. The more you chew, the more fragrant it is. The plump and tender goose tastes just right, fat but not greasy.

"Yes, this is the perfect roast goose." MEG swallowed the goose in his mouth and nodded contentedly.

Roasted goose is roasted goose, chowhound, a famous dish in Guangdong cuisine. He has tasted many famous craftmen and has been able to make complaints about it. But no chefs cooked by the chef have brought such delicious experience to him.

"It's excellent. I'm going to be fascinated by myself." McGonagall sighed, which was very embarrassing.

However, by doing so, he is worthy of the roast goose recipe that he has learned all his life.

The dinner ended happily. The two children took the duckling upstairs to play. MEG began to clean the table.

"What about the orcs?" Irina helped with the chopsticks and asked, looking at MEG.

"The Empire of Los created dozens of massacres in the orcs, many of which were directly slaughtered, even the children." Meg's face was a little heavy.

"Andre, an old bastard, isn't he afraid to make people angry?" Irina raised her eyebrows, angry and puzzled.

"This is probably not Andre's order." MEG shook his head. "I found the existence of strange black fog in a slaughtered tribe, and I also saw this."

MEG took out a photo stone and showed Elena the corpse of the orc whose blood essence had been drained.

"What's this?"

"I suspect that Joe, who sold his soul to the devil, launched a war against the orcs and elves behind Andre's back, and ordered the killing of the orc tribe. He improved his strength by absorbing the resentment and blood essence of the dead orcs. You sensed the existence of black fog on him before, and he should have contacted the old dominators at that time." Said Meg.

"If so, we need to find him and kill him as soon as possible." Elena's expression also became dignified, "will he be in LoDo now?"