The mellow aroma of wine is accompanied by the delicious smell of shrimp, and the simplest way to deal with it meets the best ingredients makes a delicious steamed crayfish.

A big lobster with teeth and claws can almost block its head.

"It's so fragrant, father, are the prawns ready?" Amy had already arrived at the kitchen door, took a deep breath of the fragrance in the air, and looked at McGonagall's back expectantly and asked.

"It does smell good." Irina also came to the door, nodded her head, and subconsciously swallowed her saliva.

"Yes, wash your hands and get ready to eat shrimp." McGonagall said with a smile, taking the lobster out of the steamer, putting it on three plates, serving the dipping plates, and walking towards the dining room.

The two-pound large crayfish occupies a whole plate, and the bright red shrimp shell is still majestic, but the two big pincers have no way to wave it anymore.

Amy washed her hands, quickly climbed into the chair, looked at the prawns with her mouth slightly open and said, "Wow, what a big shrimp, much bigger than those shrimp in the restaurant." ”

The prawns used to make Yangzhou fried rice are indeed not the same as this crayfish.

"Is it okay to touch it now?" Irina asked, sitting down next to McGonagall and looking at the red prawns in front of her.

"Yes, now you just need to peel off the shrimp shells and eat them with a dipping dish." McGonagall nodded, grabbed her prawn directly with her hand, and broke open the shrimp skull first, the full shrimp yellow almost overflowed from the head, the particles were clear and full, just looking at it made me feel happy.

McGonagall scooped up a spoonful of shrimp and fed it to Amy first.

Amy opened her mouth wide and took it, chewed, her eyes lit up suddenly, and she quickly swallowed it, and said in surprise: "Well, this yellow thing is delicious, soft, fragrant, and my father is great." ”

"I want it too." Irina opened her mouth slightly, waiting for McGonagall to feed her.

McGonagall glanced at the only half of the shrimp yellow, and then looked at Irina, who looked expectant, so she had to reluctantly scoop up the remaining half of the shrimp yellow and carefully feed it to Irina, who had her mouth open.

What should I do, the daughter-in-law and the daughter compete for favor, can this be made into a multiple-choice question?

The delicious shrimp yellow, the taste is very delicate, almost melted as soon as you sip it, the delicious taste is released in the mouth, and there is a faint hint of wine aroma, so that the delicacy seems to be sublimated, bringing a very pleasant food experience, the corner of Irina's mouth showed a smile, full of appreciation to look at McGonagall and said: "It is indeed very delicious." ”

"Then eat more." After receiving compliments from the two most beloved, McGonagall's heart was as sweet as honey, and what was it to eat one less bite of shrimp yellow, so she helped them break open the shrimp skull, revealing the shrimp yellow inside.

"It's so hard, you can taste it too." Irina scooped a large spoonful of shrimp yolk and fed it to McGonagall.

McGallio hesitated, looked at Irina's smiling face, and smiled and took the shrimp yellow.

The shrimp flavor is very strong, and it is more pleasant than the Australian lobster, with a delicate and smooth taste that glides on the tip of the tongue and then into the stomach.

Shrimp yellow is the brain of shrimp, if you eat crayfish without taking a bite of shrimp head, you always feel that you have not eaten the soul.

However, the shrimp yellow of ordinary crayfish can't be eaten with a spoon, and McGonagall can't imagine the satisfaction of taking a bite of this prawn after making spicy crayfish.

"Father, I'm going to give you a big bite too." Amy also scooped a large spoonful and fed it to McGonagall.

"Let's eat millet by yourself, my father is already late." McGonagall smiled and turned the spoon back in front of Amy, watching her finish eating it, picking up her prawns and peeling them off, revealing the wrist-thick flesh inside.

There is a bit of crystal shrimp meat in the white, lying quietly in the shrimp shell, the plump almost overflowing, and the fresh and fragrant shrimp flavor makes people feel excited.

McGonagall picked up the knife and cut the prawns into sections, and the feedback from the knife could feel the plump and elastic flesh.

"Use this dipping dish and eat it like a hot pot." McGonagall handed the fork to Amy, then pushed her spicy dipping dish a little in front of her.

"Okay." Amy picked up a piece of shrimp meat, put it in a dipping dish and dipped it, and then fed it to her mouth, the more she chewed the shrimp meat, the more fragrant it became, and her body couldn't help but shake it slightly.

Before McGonagall could do anything, Irina had already learned to lift the lid of the shrimp herself, gracefully picked up the knife and fork, slipped the big lobster, and then put it in the dipping dish in front of her, dipped it, and fed it to her mouth.

As soon as you enter the mouth, you can clearly feel the silky texture of the lobster meat on the tip of your tongue, and the smooth and delicate taste is surprising.

Chew gently, the elastic taste of the teeth makes the teeth gradually happy, and the rich sweet taste of the crayfish instantly explodes, completely awakening the taste buds.

The taste of the dipping sauce is not abrupt, but perfectly sets off the unique umami of the lobster, as if the lobster has been resurrected in the mouth again, opening its teeth and dancing its claws.

At this moment, she seemed to turn into a lobster, waving a pair of large pincers and swimming happily in the sea.

"This taste! It's so delicious! ”

Irina couldn't help but praise.

McGonagall smiled at the corners of her mouth, and he was naturally happier when they ate happily.

Peel off the lobster shell, fork a whole lobster meat directly with a fork, dip it in a simple vinegar dish, and then take a big bite.

The plump and elastic lobster brings a taste that makes the soul tremble, and a large mouthful of lobster meat makes the happiness burst instantly.

The slightly sour vinegar flavor makes the taste buds start to become active first, and then it ushers in the king.

The sweet gravy splashes in the mouth, the plump shrimp meat is so springy, and the delicious taste of the lobster itself blooms in the chew.

"This feeling is too cool, isn't it?" After swallowing a bite of lobster meat, McGonagall's eyes lit up as she looked at the lobster on her fork.

Even the Boston lobster is nowhere near half as delicious as this lobster.

The plump lobster, bite after bite, the feeling of happiness lingers endlessly, making people addicted.

The two-pound large crayfish entered the stomach, and even the shrimp claws were eaten cleanly, and the three of them were still a little unsatisfied.

"Hiccup~" Amy burped, holding a shrimp claw and humming: "Big lobster, it's delicious......"

"Meow~"

The ugly duckling squealed and looked at the three of them with some grievances.

"Oh, I think I forgot to prepare something for the ugly duckling." McGonagall suddenly remembered, and he forgot about it because his presence was so low.

"It's okay, there won't be dinner." Amy reached out and touched the ugly duckling's head and comforted.

"Meow~"

The ugly duckling lay limply on the ground, as if he had collapsed from hunger.

"Okay, I'll steam a lobster for you." McGonagall grabbed a lobster and headed for the kitchen.

After lunch, McGonagall drove west in the mobile dining room, and in less than half an hour arrived at the west no-man's land of Carapace Island.

"Let's go, let's go to the island and have a look." McGonagall, who has finished her costume and picks up Emitton, who is dressed as a little devil.