Layton brought up two bowls of lamb that were almost full, and looked at Amy and smiled, "The little girl looks so cute." ”

"What a bowl! Thank you, uncle. Amy looked at the big bowl of mutton in front of her with bright eyes, agreed, and couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks, looked at McGonagall and said, "Father, then I'll start eating first." ”

"Eat." McGonagall smiled and nodded, picking up her chopsticks, and wondered if the modified lamb stew had really turned into a delicious food.

"Whew." Amy took a piece of mutton and fed it to her mouth, chewed it with her small mouth, her eyes lit up, and the speed of chewing immediately accelerated a lot, while chewing, her body couldn't help but shake from side to side slightly.

McGonagall glanced at Amy, who had entered the tactical swing, and it seemed that the lamb stew was very much in line with Amy's taste, and she also picked up a piece of mutton.

The shape of the mutton is cut quite casually, and adults take a large bite of the hob pieces, the color is bright red, and it looks quite appetizing.

The aroma came with the heat, and the strong smell of mutton was almost negligible, replaced by a rich aroma of mutton, in addition to the aroma of various spices, one of which caught McGonagall's attention.

It was a fragrance that he didn't know how to describe, a spice he had never seen before, but now it appeared in this lamb stew, which made the taste of the mutton special.

The strong smell of the last time made McGonagall dissuade him from eating it, but now this piece of lamb made him want to try it quite eagerly.

Open your mouth and feed the whole piece of lamb to your mouth, and when you bite into it, the delicious and rich juice overflows from the fluffy lamb.

Compared with the freshness of the mutton soup, this meat juice is more intense, and the full aroma of the meat splashes in the mouth, making the taste buds instantly fall into a cheer.

Chewing carefully, the soft but not rotten mutton, the more you chew, the more fragrant it becomes, McGonagall can feel the presence of those spices, and together they build a layered delicious space, and the faint special aroma is like a layer of mist, which makes people accidentally step into the delicious trap.

The lamb stew may not be perfect, but it is definitely a delicious one in McGonagall's mind, and it is a very unique kind.

The Laytons, Harrison and Jergy all looked at McGonagall with some nervousness and expectation, like students waiting for the teacher to announce the results of the exam, after all, their improved lamb stew had not been tasted by McGonagall.

McGonagall swallowed the lamb in her mouth, and then fed a piece to her mouth, a smile on the corner of her mouth, calmly enjoying the feeling of the delicious release in her mouth.

"Can you add me a portion of rice?" McGonagall put down her chopsticks, looked up at Moore and smiled, "Such a delicious lamb stew seems to be missing something if it is not accompanied by a bowl of white rice." ”

"Okay, wait a minute!" Moore's eyes lit up, and he quickly turned around and walked towards the rice bucket.

Layton also had a smile on his face, and he was recognized by McGonagall, and he felt a sense of relief and lived up to his trust.

"Wow, it seems that Boss Mai has a high opinion of this stewed mutton." Harrison laughed.

"The stewed mutton that can satisfy Boss Mai, it seems that our mutton restaurant business will not be bad." Jergi also smiled happily.

"The smell of mutton is very thoroughly removed, the ratio of spices is also very appropriate, the heat is just right, soft but not rotten, and the more you chew, the more fragrant it is." McGonagall commented with a serious face, and looked at Layton with some curiosity: "But I take the liberty of asking, I don't know what a very special spice is added to this mutton?" I never seem to have seen it. ”

Leiden thought for a moment, his eyes lit up, and he took out a half-foot-long black branch from the cabinet next to him and said, "That's what you're talking about, right?" ”

McGonagall took the twig and sniffed it, her eyes lit up, and she nodded, "Yes, that's the scent." ”

"This is a kind of dwarf tree that is abundant in the mountains near our tribe, I call it 'Yan', the herdsmen generally cut it for firewood, and once again when I was cooking mutton, I accidentally dropped a branch into it, and found that the taste was surprisingly good, so I retained the habit of stewing mutton and Yan." Layton said a little embarrassed.

"Your ability to choose a name is really unusual." McGonagall glanced at him with some admiration, but she was indeed interested in the spice known as Hiko, a spice often appeared by many coincidences, and before the meal, perhaps no herder would have thought that the wood he used to burn the fire every day could make the mutton delicious, and the delicacy gradually developed in such a coincidence.

"Thank you to the great ancestors, thank you to the wise men who have the courage to try." McGonagall sighed in her heart, returned the spice to Layton, and smiled, "Very good, this spice will be the most unique symbol of your lamb stew." ”

"Hey, hey." Layton smiled innocently.

"Your rice." Moore quickly held a bowl of rice in front of McGonagall.

"Thank you." McGonagall nodded for me.

"Look, Father, you still have to eat rice." Amy tilted her head and looked at McGonagall a little smugly.

"Yes, my millet has an extraordinary instinct when it comes to eating." McGonagall smiled and nodded, picked up her chopsticks and pulled a bite of rice, then took a piece of lamb and fed it to her mouth.

The rice was served with a delicious lamb stew, and even McGonagall and Amy, who had already eaten lunch, still ate very deliciously.

Layton also deliberately took a small bowl and gave the ugly duckling a bowl of mutton for him to eat alone.

"Meow meow~" The ugly duckling screamed happily while eating, this kind of treatment is the first time.

After all...... Usually when it goes out, it can only watch Amy's mood and eat some leftovers.

It didn't take long for the rice and mutton in the bowls of the two to bottom out almost at the same time.

"Hiccup~"

The two of them hiccuped at the same time, then looked at each other and laughed.

"Father, we seem to have eaten too much." Amy winked at McGonagall.

"Because the lamb is so delicious." McGonagall smiled and nodded.

"Would you like another bowl?" Layton asked, rubbing his hands together, somewhat flattered.

"No, no, I can't eat it." McGonagall hurriedly waved her hand, if he hadn't eaten lunch, he could have considered another bowl, but now he was a little overwhelmed.

"I'll save that bowl for next time." Amy admonished earnestly.

"Good, good." Layton smiled and nodded.

McGonagall took out eight silver coins from her money bag and handed them to Layton, saying, "Thanks for the hospitality, the lamb stew is indeed very delicious, and the business will surely be very prosperous in the future." ”

"I can't take this money, this is also your restaurant." Layton retracted his hand suddenly, looked at McGonagall, and said sincerely: "There is another thing I want to ask you, I opened a restaurant for the first time, and suddenly I was faced with so many customers, how can I make the guests as satisfied as possible?" ”

"Keep the original intention, you have to always." McGonagall looked at Layton and smiled.

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