"System, you deliberately misled me by providing wrong information." McGonagall listened to Edie's words and couldn't help but complain in her heart.

This black goat is indeed not abundant in the blue grassland, but on the snow-capped mountains outside the grassland, if they hadn't met this group of herdsmen, even if they turned over the blue grassland, they would not have been able to find a black goat.

"It is already illegal for this system to provide the host with Blue Blue Grassland, and the host has even taken revenge and framed me, which is really heart-wrenching!" The system said solemnly.

"Come on, you." McGonagall rolled her eyes, he didn't believe the system's nonsense, but now that the location of the polar black goat had been determined, the mission had been mostly successful.

"This sheep is so precious, how can we be embarrassed to enjoy it." McGonagall looked at Edie a little embarrassed, and the herdsman's enthusiasm was really unusual, but it made him feel a little embarrassed.

"It is an honor for our tribe to be able to serve food to our valued guests." Edie said with a smile that there hadn't been so many guests on the prairie for many years, and the Buck tribe was indeed a generous tribe, not stingy with guests, and would bring out the best food as a hospitality.

McGonagall smiled, "Then please go ahead, I'm interested in roasting lamb, I wonder if I can watch you roast it?" ”

Edie was slightly surprised that with McGonagall's status, she would be interested in such a low-level thing as roast lamb, but most of the big people would have some strange hobbies, so she nodded without asking too much: "Of course, you can do it." ”

As the chief of the Buck tribe, Edie is also the best barbecue master in the tribe, a sheep, no matter how fat or thin, can always be roasted to the most perfect state in Edie's hands, this kind of craftsmanship, only the previous chief can compare.

The three-legged sheep soon struggled and ran out of blood, so Edie squatted down and cut the leg of the lamb, and then puffed up her cheeks and blew it hard.

The sheepskin was blown up, and Edie picked up the knife and fell, and in a few moments the whole sheepskin was completely removed.

McGonagall watched this scene with some appreciation, and the wisdom of the herdsmen was admirable.

Of course, he didn't use this method to peel the skin, he just took a fathead fish, pulled up a corner of the skin, and slowly peeled along the skin, and he could also peel off a complete sheepskin, which was a few points faster than that.

The point is, don't move your mouth.

The black goat was skinned, revealing the meat inside, lean and robust mutton, and almost no fat was visible, which was incomparable to the sheep raised.

After rinsing the lamb with ice water from the river, smearing it with a handful of coarse salt and a spice that McGonagall had never seen before, Edie propped up the whole lamb on three pieces of wood and placed it on the charcoal grill that had been trained.

"Good life looks, if you go out of the pool, don't eat tonight." Edie handed the roasted whole lamb to a young man to watch.

"Okay, you can't be wrong." Alfonso agreed with a smile, carefully flipping the grill while secretly glancing at McGonagall with some envy in his eyes.

"He's my grandson, Alfonso, and he's not very old, but he grew up on the grill, and he is better at barbecing than most of the men in the tribe." Edie introduced McGonagall, with a bit of pride.

"Young and promising." McGonagall smiled and nodded, and glanced at Alfonso twice, the young man did look a little like Edie, his black curls were draped over his shoulders, and there seemed to be a light shining in those brown eyes compared to the herdsmen of his age, making him look a little different.

"It will take a while to roast the whole lamb, so I'll roast some lamb for you first." Edie carried the dagger and walked towards a row of low trees beside the clearing, which were not tall but had very vigorous branches, slender branches that were intertwined with red leaves like maple leaves.

McGonagall remembered that the juice that Edie had just used to wipe the whole sheep seemed to be the kind of leaf mashed, and the three pieces of wood that were used as the scaffolds seemed to be made from the trunk of the dwarf tree.

Edie chopped a large handful of branches with a dagger, and used the dagger to shave the skin of the branches, and a faint fragrance was already blowing in his face.

"What is this?" McGonagall asked curiously, thinking of Red Willow for the first time.

Authentic red willow barbecue is the best in barbecue, and the red willow branches pierced through the meat skewers are a natural spice, and the grilled meat is completely different from the meat grilled with ordinary bamboo skewers.

"This is a branch of Baka wood, and we Bak tribes use it to roast meat, and the roasted mutton is more delicious." Edie washed the shaved branches in a wooden basin and said with a smile, "Without the grassland, you won't be able to taste this taste anywhere else." ”

"That's a good thing." McGonagall nodded, it had the same effect as the red willow branch, and the fragrance emanating from the branch was a natural spice.

The black goat was already on the grill, so Edie grabbed another sturdy blue shepherd and slaughtered it, took the tender lamb from the hind leg and the upper brain, cut them into cubes, and then threaded them with sharpened baka branches, on which five or six pieces of meat were skewered together, each three centimeters square.

The charcoal is lined up in the mud pit, and the stones are piled up to line up the lamb skewers one by one.

The barbecue on the grassland is not so elaborate and looks simple, but the whole process makes people feel as real as that piece of meat.

The branches that have just been cut from the tree have been soaked in water for a while, so you don't need to worry about the lamb being burned before it is roasted.

The red charcoal fire exudes a good temperature, and after a while, the fat and thin mutton begins to sizzle with oil, giving off a smell of barbecue.

The lamb on the blue grassland has no smell, and McGonagall has known it since she drank goat's milk.

However, this barely processed mutton is grilled directly on a charcoal fire, which is indeed a very advanced barbecue method.

He didn't dare to roast the beef skewers like this, because it was more important to control the heat and mutton, and if there was a slight difference, the large pieces of mutton were either undercooked on the inside or charred on the outside.

Mia and the others also came forward, and the barbecue that could keep McGonagall's attention intently was bound to have merit.

And the aroma of this barbecue became more and more intense, so that everyone who had been flying for several hours finally felt a trace of hunger.

Before eating roast whole lamb, it would be great if you could have a few skewers of such large meat skewers to satisfy your cravings.

"Wow, this barbecue smells so good, it must be very delicious when it's baked." Amy licked the corners of her mouth and crouched by the fire in anticipation.

"Meow~" The ugly duckling stretched out his paws and was already eager to try.

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