McGonagall always thought that she had become much more tolerant of food since she came into this world, and that she was fully able to adapt to the onslaught of food from different dimensions, and calmly accepted their strengths and weaknesses.

But......

He still seems to be overestimating himself a little.

Therefore, when the mouthful of mutton came to his mouth, the smell that rushed straight to his head came to him, he still couldn't control his mouth and spit it out.

There was silence in the restaurant.

Harrison and Jergy stared, their expressions shocked and slightly embarrassed.

Layton blushed and hung his head, his hands embarrassed not knowing what to put in it.

Moore, on the other hand, clenched his fists and looked at McGonagall with some indignation.

McGonagall was embarrassed, it was a bit more than he expected, it shouldn't have happened.

If this was in his previous life, which restaurant dared to bring such a portion of mutton to him, he would have left on the spot.

But now he can't, this is his restaurant.

And this was originally because people knew that they were inadequate, so they deliberately took mutton to ask for advice, and the scene did not match.

"Ah, this ......" McGonagall put half of the lamb on the chopsticks back into the bowl, took a tissue and wiped the corners of her mouth, her expression had returned to calm, and looked at Layton and said frankly, "It is indeed a very bad lamb stew." ”

Harrison and Jergy both sweated and looked at each other, suddenly questioning whether it was the right choice for them to bring the Leytons to Boss McT.

Seeing that McGonagall's expression was sincere and not sarcastic, Layton also nodded and said, "Yes, compared to the mutton made by Boss Mai, this is indeed very bad." ”

"Don't compare with me, I make mutton soup, you make mutton stew, it's two dishes." McGonagall shook her head and said with a smile: "However, even if it is a stewed mutton, if the smell is so strong, unless it is a guest with a very strong taste, it should not be acceptable to ordinary people." ”

"How come, the mutton made by my father is obviously delicious......" Moore said with red eyes and a little unconvinced, even if this guy is a good cook, how can he spit out the precious mutton.

"Moore, be respectful of the people who are teaching and reminding you." Layton said, glaring at Moore sternly.

"Yes." Moore's face changed slightly, and he immediately lowered his eyes and stood aside.

"The child is not sensible, please continue." Layton said apologetically.

"It's okay, my performance just now was a little inappropriate." McGonagall shook her head disappreciatively, and saw that Layton was indeed sincere in asking for advice, so she continued: "The people in the City of Chaos have a light taste, although there are various races gathered here, but after a hundred years of fusion, it has formed a light taste that is more modest. ”

"The heat of your lamb stew, the taste of the mutton, and the ratio of spices are actually not too much of a problem, but you don't really consciously remove the smell of mutton, so it leads to the situation of paying equal attention to the fragrance and smell."

"The smell of mutton is so bad that I really don't know how to get rid of it." Layton said honestly.

"Harrison, can you go and buy half of the sheep and spices you bought in the morning, and by the way, help me buy a pound of ginger and half a pound of dried orange peel?" McGonagall asked, looking at Harrison.

"Let's go." Harrison went out without saying a word, and in less than fifteen minutes he returned with half a sheep and all sorts of things.

"It's actually not difficult to get rid of the smell of mutton, but I'm afraid ordinary people don't know it, so I'll show you." McGonagall carried the half sheep into the kitchen, and Layton was allowed to follow into the kitchen.

"There is labor." Layton hurriedly followed, but he didn't expect McGonagall to be willing to demonstrate in person.

Looking at the large, large, metallic kitchen, Leiden and Moore standing in the doorway both had eyes lit up, compared to their earthen pots and earthen stoves, this place was like heaven.

"Removing the smell is a whole project, and we can't wait for the mutton to be put into the pot and then find a way, but start from the processing of the mutton." McGonagall took a knife and chopped half of the lamb to the size of the lamb stewed in Leiden before, and poured it into a large basin and poured it into a large basin and flushed it with water.

"In the first step, we chop the lamb and rinse all the blood with clean water, which will make the smell worse." McGonagall poured the water from the basin and refilled it with water, going back and forth three times until the water had barely changed color, and then poured the water out of the basin.

"At this time, we are not in a hurry to get out of the pot, we cut some ginger, and then pour in some wine to marinate the mutton for a while, this step can also eliminate the smell to a certain extent." McGonagall said as she demonstrated.

"Wine? Is any alcohol OK? Layton asked, although ginger also touched his knowledge blind spot, but the market but wine made him care more.

Macquarkle thought for a moment and said: "Goat's milk wine is absolutely not good, and ordinary fruit wine is not good, you have to find that kind of grain wine, which has a better effect on removing the smell." ”

"It's a bit hard to drink, but I know where to buy it, so I'll just have to wrap it on me." Harrison said outside.

During the marinating process, McGonagall poured a pot of water into the cauldron next to her, but was not in a hurry to start the fire.

"Can this be boiled directly in the pot?" Layton asked.

"No, wait for about fifteen minutes of marinating, and then we'll put the lamb in a pot under cold water." McGonagall shook her head, glared for about fifteen minutes, and then put the marinated lamb into the pot and tossed in a few slices of ginger before starting the fire.

"The process of blanching is indispensable, which can force out the blood and impurities in the mutton, so as to achieve the effect of removing the smell, and adding ginger and cooking wine has the same effect as pickling." McGonagall explained, taking a spoon and starting to froth the foam, "These floats have to be knocked out of all of them, and this process is also very important. ”

Layton watched quietly, remembering all that McGonagall had done.

After all the foam had been knocked out and there was no new foam to appear, McGonagall turned off the heat, then took the lamb out of the pot and poured out the large pot of mutton soup.

"Is this rich mutton soup poured like this?" Layton couldn't help but ask with some regret.

"This first pot of soup is full of smell, and if you don't pour it, the smell won't get rid of it." McGonagall said calmly, rinsing the mutton with clean water, then picking up a piece of mutton and handing it to Layton, "You smell it, what has changed in this mutton." ”

Layton took the lamb suspiciously, wanting to see what had changed after McGonagall's operation.

He put the mutton in front of his nose and sniffed it, and couldn't help but be stunned.

The rich smell of this mutton has almost disappeared, but with a hint of fragrance, the aroma of mutton has become extraordinarily strong.

"The smell is really gone!" Layton was so shocked that he didn't know what to say, the things McGonagall had just done were not very difficult, at most they were more complicated, and he didn't expect to really remove the smell of mutton so thoroughly.

"Boss Mai really deserves to be Boss Mai." Harrison and Jergi also had smiles on their faces.

"This is also ...... Amazing, right? Moore blushed with shame, he didn't expect McGonagall to be so powerful.

"That's the prep, the next step is to stew the lamb the same way you originally stewed it, and then grab an extra handful of dried orange peel and stew it together." McGonagall took a bamboo basket of processed mutton and handed it directly to Layton, "I'm about to start business at noon, the space is limited, you can do the rest by yourself, you can taste the taste when you are ready, if you still have questions, you can come to me again." ”

"Thank you so much." Layton took the lamb and bowed deeply to McGonagall.

"You're welcome, I'm sure you'll be able to make lamb a delicious experience for the people of the City of Chaos in another way." McGonagall smiled, "If the restaurant opens, I'll try it myself, and if you have any difficulties opening the restaurant, you can come and consult me." ”

"Thank you, thank you."

Layton thanked Moore again and again, and then he and Harrison left with the lamb.

"It's fun to share." McGonagall sat down by the window again, looking at Harrison's carriage as they departed, the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

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