The oven door opened, and the spicy and fresh aroma suddenly overflowed the No. 1 kitchen.

"It smells so good!"

The chefs' eyes lit up in the kitchen.

"The spicy smell that can be smelled, but it is an irresistible fragrance, I didn't expect a fish to be put into this square container for such a while, and the fragrance will become so rich, what kind of artifact is this?!"

"This is grilled fish? But why don't you see the grill and the charcoal fire? So how did you grill the fish? And how do you make the aroma so strong and delicious? ”

"Gollum."

The aroma of grilled fish wafted out, causing an uproar and exclamation.

The aroma is so irresistible that even an old chef who has been in the kitchen for decades can't resist it.

Of course, what surprised them even more was McGonagall's cooking method, and the fact that it completely subverted their imagination of grilled fish, how aggressive it was.

"This scent ......" was surprised, looked at McGonagall's back with an appreciative face, and muttered in his heart, "Sure enough, he is worthy of being the man who can win the best chef at the banquet at the palace of King Los, where famous chefs gather." ”

"Let's put it over there first." McGonagall took the grilled fish out of the oven and put it on the charcoal stove that had been prepared on the side, and laid a variety of vegetarian dishes and hot pot noodles on the bottom, and put them on the stove for a while to make the grilled fish more flavorful, and vegetarian dishes are indispensable for grilled fish.

Looking at the grilled fish gurgling hot on the stove, many of the orc chefs present had swallowed their saliva many times.

"It looks like grilled fish, but why does this grilled fish have soup? Shouldn't grilled fish be as dry as possible? A chef whispered a question, his face full of bewilderment.

"Hmph, this is an unprofessional grilled fish, the real grilled fish is to bite crispy, full of burnt aroma, this kind of soup and water fish, not worthy of being called grilled fish at all." A fat old chef pouted with some disdain, he was the master chef in charge of grilling fish in the big kitchen.

His words immediately aroused the agreement and approval of many orc chefs, which did not conform to their cognition.

McGonagall walked over to the stove and started stir-frying the fish-flavored eggplant.

This dish is the simplest of the dishes made tonight, the spices are stir-fried in the iron pot, and the overflowing aroma quickly draws the chefs' attention again.

Stir-fry is not common in this world, humans are used to stewing food, while orcs prefer to broil.

Cutting the dish so delicately and then stir-frying it in a strange-looking iron pot is the first time that many of the chefs present have seen it.

What made them even more blind was that they couldn't tell what spices McGonagall had put in the pot, and the meat was so fragrant that it was not inferior to the grilled fish before.

The eggplant is stir-fried in the pot, and not long after, the softly burned eggplant is wrapped in a layer of red and bright thick juice out of the pot and served on the plate, which is full of color and fragrance.

Handing the fish-flavored eggplant to Mia, McGonagall turned around and turned off the heat in the pressure cooker next to her, decompressed it with one click, and poured the braised pork into the black stone pot.

The rich aroma of meat overflows, and the aroma of pork is familiar to orcs, but no one has ever been able to make the aroma of pork so rich and attractive.

"Oh my God...... I don't know what he makes, but I've never seen food with such an enticing aroma in my life. A younger chef swallowed and couldn't help but whisper.

"The fragrance is so attractive, the taste will definitely not be bad, this is the truth that Master taught me." An elementary school student nodded in agreement.

"Nope! Shut up! Not me! A middle-aged chef behind him said with a red face.

I don't want to admit it, but the smell of Kitchen No. 1 has made many orc chefs who come to see the excitement change their minds about McGonagall.

As a chef, I understand how difficult it is to make food have such an attractive aroma, and there is no reason why food with such a fragrance is not delicious.

Everyone looked at McGonagall with a somewhat complicated gaze, a young human chef with countless halos and names, and a chef who was invited by the chief to be in charge of the main banquet of the dinner, was the man in front of him.

Even an ordinary dinner party makes such delicious and tempting food.

Taking out the golden red chicken roasted from the oven and placing it on the tray, Mia took out the small hammer she carried with her, and gently knocked it in the center of the mud shell, and the fine cracks instantly covered the entire eggshell, and then in a crisp click, it spread out like a lotus flower, revealing the golden chicken roasted in it.

"The mud and the chicken are perfectly separated, just like an eggshell, I didn't expect that there is such a miraculous method of roasting chicken in this world!"

"I didn't expect the roasted chicken with yellow mud to be so delicious, and I'm going to try it when I go back."

"The aroma of each dish is different, but it is all the same enticing...... This guy is too showy, isn't he? ”

The aroma of roast chicken then spread, causing a commotion again.

The doubts have gradually disappeared, and even the most old-fashioned master, surrounded by such a tempting fragrance, really has no confidence to say anything provocative.

"Did Director have dinner? Would you like to have something together? McGonagall asked with a smile as she looked at Heyman, who was standing aside and secretly swallowing saliva.

"It's been so busy today that I realized that I haven't eaten late...... Belch. covered his mouth and smiled a little embarrassedly, "I didn't eat dinner, I'm hungry and burping." If Mr. McGonagall and the ladies don't mind, I'll be cheeky and eat a little. ”

"Uncle Moray Eel, you have to do what you say, eat a little if you say it's delicious, don't eat too much, or we'll all go hungry." Amy looked at with a serious face and said, with a little worry on her little face.

"I'm Heyman, not a moray eel...... "Heyman corrected with some tears and laughter, he had already heard of this cute little ancestor who looked harmless to humans and animals, the precious apprentice of the God of Flames and the Lord of Frost, a genius magical girl, and the dignity of his status was far above his father.

Even the Fak tribe was unwilling to bear the wrath of those two legendary magicians.

"Well, I'll refrain from it." nodded earnestly, he had actually eaten dinner, but the smell was too tempting, and the opportunity to taste McGonagall's cooking without leaving the Fak tribe was too precious, even if it was only one bite of each dish, he didn't want to miss this opportunity.

There was a set of tables and chairs in the corner of the first kitchen, and McGonagall didn't bother to bring the food to the dining room, so she just ate it in the kitchen.

Everyone sat around the table, and had a small stool brought and carefully sat down at the corner of the table.

"Let's eat." McGonagall picked up the bowl and took a bite of the steaming white rice, feeling the fluffy rice get sweeter and sweeter in her mouth.

"This grilled fish ......" picked up his chopsticks and stared at the grilled fish in the pot.

The chefs' eyes also fell on Heyman's body, the color and fragrance are already complete, but how it tastes, it depends on how Heyman's tasting is.

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