After the jumping black goat was slaughtered, Richie carried the washed goat into the roasting area covered by wooden boards, and the guys at Richie's barbecue all stepped aside, it was a duel between the two, and the heat rose from behind the wooden planks, and it was obvious that Richie had begun to roast.

Everyone's eyes turned to McGonagall, who didn't cover the grill, but the cut beef was kneaded by him with some unknown spices and then set aside, and he was seriously mixing something to the bottles and cans of spices and spices.

"What is this Maimi restaurant owner doing? Why don't you start the barbecue yet? ”

"yes, it looks like it's mixing something, but does the barbecue require a lot of spices, and it doesn't seem like a wise choice to waste so much time on this, right?"

"You don't understand, Boss Mai is a genius, he was born for subversion, everything that is unreasonable is reasonable in him, otherwise how can he make so much delicious food, looking at his serious and meticulous expression, this step must be very important."

As time passed, the aroma of barbecue was already overflowing from Richie's side, but McGonagall was still mixing spices, which couldn't help but be a little confusing, but most of the regular customers of McMey's restaurant were still full of confidence and had an almost fanatical admiration for McGonagall's cooking.

"He seems to be mixing the sauce, but isn't the most important thing about the barbecue being the texture of the meat? All spices can only be supplemented, the lighter the better, so that the original aroma of the barbecue can be fully exerted. Charles looked at McGonagall and frowned and said, as a master who has been amazing for more than 20 years of barbecue, he thinks he still has a deep understanding of barbecue, and he can't understand McGonagall's current behavior, and it is obviously not a wise choice to waste so much time in such an important duel.

In a duel, chefs will generally try to finish the cooking first, because the late dish may be lowered due to some additional factors after the judges have already tasted the former's dish, and if the taste is not outstanding enough, it will often be compared.

McGonagall cut the meat into small cubes, which were obviously easier to cook than Richie's roasted whole lamb, but he hadn't even had a fire yet, and instead wasted a lot of time on the seasoning, which seemed a bit silly in a duel.

"I hope this guy won't waste high-end ingredients like iron beef, otherwise I will definitely criticize this mouth cannon chef who wastes ingredients." Fye Peter looked at McGonagall and thought to himself.

"Remove the board." Half an hour later, Richie's voice rang out from the board, and the guys at Richie's Rotisserie rushed up and removed the planks that were blocking the sides of the oven, revealing the large black oven inside.

Sweating profusely, Richie stood in front of the large semi-enclosed oven, turning the twist bar to let the roast goat, which had begun to turn golden brown, kept turning in the oven, and the rich aroma also dispersed with the withdrawal of the baffle.

"It smells so good! The taste of this barbecue makes me feel like I can eat a whole roasted lamb! ”

The eyes of the onlookers lit up, and they were attracted by the rich aroma of barbecue.

"Richie's fat man's cooking skills seem to have improved, and this oven is also a little interesting, it only takes half an hour for the whole sheep to be able to exude such a fragrance, and in less than half an hour, it should be ready to bake." Peter Fye looked at Richie with some surprise, and then looked at McGonagall, who was still not moving, and couldn't help but shake his head, this guy won't just give up, right?

Hearing the words of the onlookers, Richie's face also showed a smug smile, wiped the sweat on his forehead with a towel, turned his head to look at McGonagall, wanted to see how he was doing, saw that he had just put down the seasoning spoon in his hand, and the grill didn't even rise up after the fire couldn't help but flutter for a moment, and then showed a somewhat mocking smile, it seems that the calmness shown by this guy before was completely bluffing, and he may not be able to cook barbecue at all, and there seems to be no suspense in today's showdown.

Putting down the third sauce bowl, McGonagall also had a smile on her face, although this was a challenge, but he still had a little blueprint in his heart, and it was obviously a good choice to take this opportunity to hold a new product launch and show off the three flavors of roast beef skewers.

Glancing up at the smiling Richie and the bulky oven, McGonagall raised an eyebrow, it took a lot of time to prepare the sauce, and it seemed that she needed to hurry.

Reaching out and pulling out a bamboo skewer about 30 centimeters long from the basket on the side, McGonagall pinched the marinated beef and began to skewer it onto the bamboo skewers, three pieces of beef on a bamboo skewer, about two centimeters apart, and put them aside for later use, and soon a bunch of meat skewers were stacked on the plate.

"Huh? What is Boss Mai doing, how did you skewer the beef? Is it a subversive barbecue practice again? ”

"yes, it's the first time I've seen a kebab like this, will it be delicious?"

"There are only three on a skewer, it's a bit stingy, I'm still looking forward to the roast whole lamb more, the fragrance is getting stronger and stronger, I'll go there tomorrow to try it."

"Time is running out for Boss McT, will he be able to finish it in about the same time as Boss Richie? If you delay for too long, it will be very bad for him. ”

Everyone looked at McGonagall with some curiosity, his method of roasting meat was completely different from the way they had thought of roasting meat, and some of them began to show some concern.

"Father-sama will definitely win!" Amy hugged the ugly duckling, sat on the small bench she had moved, and said confidently.

"Please, the boss has to win." Yabei Mia clenched her fists a little nervously.

"Amy, throw a little fireball over here and help me burn this charcoal fire red." Skewer meat skewers, McGonagall turned around and beckoned to Amy, making charcoal is a very time-consuming thing, so McGonagall decided to take a trick, after all, it is really not good to be too slower than the other party, and it will be embarrassing if the judges are full.

"Okay." Amy nodded, got up and threw a small fireball directly into the grill, and the black charcoal fire instantly burned and turned red.

"Receive." McGonagall snapped her fingers, and as soon as Amy withdrew her hand, the flames disappeared instantly, and the smokeless charcoal in the grill burned to its best, with a faint smell of pine smoke.

"Grandstanding, I'm almost over, you're just getting started, I'll see how you compare with me!" Richie brushed the roast goat with another layer of oil, turned it around a few more times, and then slowly pulled the grill out, and a golden crispy roast goat roasted with the skin roasted was officially baked.