Chapter 739: Please offer the first dish for the king.
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Lukaka's voice was a bit sharp, because he was too surprised, so he didn't control the volume, which attracted some unpleasant eyes.
Everyone's eyes fell on McGonagall's kitchen, just to see that they bought a fresh slaughtered chicken leg from the hands of a waiter. The sharp long knife lightly peeled the chicken skin and cut the chicken into Diamond-shaped pieces of the same size.
A large chicken leg, almost instantly turned into a pile of chicken and a ticked chicken bone.
Exquisite knife work is the basic skill of a chef. There are many chefs who can cut the ingredients into thin hair, so it is not surprising to McGonagall's knife.
What really makes everyone feel amazed is the chicken legs of the flaming chicken.
There is only one person in McGonagall, not even a chef. How can he be qualified to make meat dishes?
Nedley, who was busy commanding several apprentices to divide the plates, looked at McGonagall’s direction: "This guy’s ingredients will not be sent wrong? How can I send him a big chicken leg? Not to send two Potted peanuts?"
Xiwal smiled uneasily: "The ingredients are sent to the wrong and the dishes are all to be driven out of the palace. I think he is mostly a chicken. But I have been cooking cold dishes for decades. I have never heard of it. If you have chicken, you can also mix it. This guy is really awkward. If the minister is not satisfied with it, don’t hesitate to lose his head?"
Other chefs have also laughed and heard a lot of ridiculous words.
This is like a master of rivers and lakes on the stage, and a guy who had shaken a small flag suddenly said that he would also go to the stage to play one.
At this time, the real masters on the stage may not say anything. Instead, those who are also shaking small flags will swarm up and want to drown you with saliva.
McGonagall has been baptized by countless deaf messages, and this level of ridicule is simply not worth mentioning.
Karuru was also worried about McGonagall: "Meg Brothers, what are you doing? Can chicken really be used for salad?"
“Cold chicken is also a good dish, but what I am doing today is Huang Qiji.” Meg laughed and shook his head, put the chicken in the casserole and stewed it, then said to the waiter on the side: “Please help me Ten killing unicorn grass carp and the beef tenderloin I asked for."
"Okay." The waiter quickly stepped away. Although there is only one person in this man, this is the chef appointed by His Royal Highness the Second Emperor. It is only this point that is worthy of his good service.
"In addition to making chicken, Uncle McGonagall still has to fish and beef?" Luruka's expression was even more surprised.
Although their restaurant is famous for pickled cucumbers, the restaurant does not only make pickled cucumbers, but also serves the king's birthday in this palace every year, and can only make a pickled cucumber.
"How is this possible!" Nedley looked at Meg in an incredible way. He also participated in the king's birthday offering for more than 20 years. It took a full ten years from one to cold dishes to two cold dishes. As for the third dish, he has pinned his hopes on his son.
Can Meg come alone, and for the first time, I am going to make three dishes, and each one is meat?
This feeling is like a guy who has been running for decades before you, but he has gone to the front of you, and he is far ahead, and there is no hope of catching up.
What Nandeli suddenly thought of, sneered: "Hey! Three dishes, even planning to do it alone? Can be selected to do at least 30 copies, one can not complete, I see how you will end, I will not see you again in the future."
Karuru looked worried at McGonagall. "Meg Brothers, three dishes, can you be busy alone? The food on the king's birthday is no more than a fool in our store. If you do it, Oh, but you have to lose your head."
"It should be no problem. I am also doing it alone in the restaurant." McGonagall laughed back, but for ten people, it was not a problem for him.
Carruru saw that Meg was not in a hurry, a little peace of mind, or said: "Then you have to hurry, if there is a need, feel free to say, I am here to send a kid to give you a hand."
"Good." McGonagall nodded.
Ten scalloped scallops were sent to Meg, and the process of bone removal was not ready for others to intervene.
The status of the people who come to the palace today is not low. If the fishbone is stuck in the throat, although he can't die, most of them still have to find the trouble of his chef. Naturally, he is fine.
The fish bones of different sizes were taken out of the fish by McGonagall. Ten fish were quickly removed from the bones and placed on the side. The fresh beef tenderloin was also cut into pieces of uniform size and small size. The hammer beats soft.
"It's really a bit reluctant to give those guys such top-quality ingredients." I took a bottle of red wine out of the box and shook my head, but I thought about it. "But Irina and Amy should be able to eat it too. Yesterday, there was no It’s a pity to hear her compliments. I don’t know if she will say something today.”
"啵~"
The cork was pulled out to develop a crisp sound.
The deep red wine is poured into the plate of the steak. The rich wine smell is like a bomb in the deep sea. It instantly covers a lot of fragrance and penetrates into the nose of everyone.
“Good fragrant wine!”
“Is there someone using premium wine from Buffett in the ingredients?”
"No, this fragrance is more fragrant than Buffett's premium wine. Is it a tribute? It's cheating!"
The chefs around him had some commotion, looked around, trying to find out that it was almost cheating, and then they focused on the McGee, who was holding the bottle and slowly pouring the wine in the corner, and they all stunned.
This corner is almost the same as the cold dish area. How can anyone use wine to get it? Is it that he intends to use red wine for cold dishes?
"Who is this chef with only one person? What kind of food do you want to do?" These two questions have become doubts in the hearts of many chefs around. If they are not busy with their work, this will be more and more curious to inquire. It is.
Of course, in most people's minds, McGonagall's practice is still only a joke, the opportunity to be chosen by thousands of choices, he actually treated like this, maybe he will become the most tragic of this chef.
Karuru looked worried at McGonagall. "It’s really good for the king and the ministers to cook with wine. I hope the McGon brothers are not serious. This is really playing with fire."
At this time, McGonagall has completely immersed himself in the world of his food. His expression is serious, his movements are numb and he is not in a hurry. The elegance is like a painter wielding a brush, yellow pheasant, spicy grilled fish, black pepper steak, orderly. Carrying on.
The chef's dishes have already started to be served, especially the earliest cold dishes on the table, and almost all of them have been served.
Nideli, Seval and their disciples and grandchildren, this will be idle, and they all laugh at McGonagall. They even bet that the food that Meg has made will be eaten by the maids, without concealing their ridicule. .
The three of Kalulu’s father and son will also be finished, and they will sit on the side and look at McGonagall.
"Mr. McGonagall, please offer the first dish for the king."
Just then, a waiter led ten young and beautiful maids Yingying to the front of McGonagall's kitchen, smiling.
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Lukaka's voice was a bit sharp, because he was too surprised, so he didn't control the volume, which attracted some unpleasant eyes.
Everyone's eyes fell on McGonagall's kitchen, just to see that they bought a fresh slaughtered chicken leg from the hands of a waiter. The sharp long knife lightly peeled the chicken skin and cut the chicken into Diamond-shaped pieces of the same size.
A large chicken leg, almost instantly turned into a pile of chicken and a ticked chicken bone.
Exquisite knife work is the basic skill of a chef. There are many chefs who can cut the ingredients into thin hair, so it is not surprising to McGonagall's knife.
What really makes everyone feel amazed is the chicken legs of the flaming chicken.
There is only one person in McGonagall, not even a chef. How can he be qualified to make meat dishes?
Nedley, who was busy commanding several apprentices to divide the plates, looked at McGonagall’s direction: "This guy’s ingredients will not be sent wrong? How can I send him a big chicken leg? Not to send two Potted peanuts?"
Xiwal smiled uneasily: "The ingredients are sent to the wrong and the dishes are all to be driven out of the palace. I think he is mostly a chicken. But I have been cooking cold dishes for decades. I have never heard of it. If you have chicken, you can also mix it. This guy is really awkward. If the minister is not satisfied with it, don’t hesitate to lose his head?"
Other chefs have also laughed and heard a lot of ridiculous words.
This is like a master of rivers and lakes on the stage, and a guy who had shaken a small flag suddenly said that he would also go to the stage to play one.
At this time, the real masters on the stage may not say anything. Instead, those who are also shaking small flags will swarm up and want to drown you with saliva.
McGonagall has been baptized by countless deaf messages, and this level of ridicule is simply not worth mentioning.
Karuru was also worried about McGonagall: "Meg Brothers, what are you doing? Can chicken really be used for salad?"
“Cold chicken is also a good dish, but what I am doing today is Huang Qiji.” Meg laughed and shook his head, put the chicken in the casserole and stewed it, then said to the waiter on the side: “Please help me Ten killing unicorn grass carp and the beef tenderloin I asked for."
"Okay." The waiter quickly stepped away. Although there is only one person in this man, this is the chef appointed by His Royal Highness the Second Emperor. It is only this point that is worthy of his good service.
"In addition to making chicken, Uncle McGonagall still has to fish and beef?" Luruka's expression was even more surprised.
Although their restaurant is famous for pickled cucumbers, the restaurant does not only make pickled cucumbers, but also serves the king's birthday in this palace every year, and can only make a pickled cucumber.
"How is this possible!" Nedley looked at Meg in an incredible way. He also participated in the king's birthday offering for more than 20 years. It took a full ten years from one to cold dishes to two cold dishes. As for the third dish, he has pinned his hopes on his son.
Can Meg come alone, and for the first time, I am going to make three dishes, and each one is meat?
This feeling is like a guy who has been running for decades before you, but he has gone to the front of you, and he is far ahead, and there is no hope of catching up.
What Nandeli suddenly thought of, sneered: "Hey! Three dishes, even planning to do it alone? Can be selected to do at least 30 copies, one can not complete, I see how you will end, I will not see you again in the future."
Karuru looked worried at McGonagall. "Meg Brothers, three dishes, can you be busy alone? The food on the king's birthday is no more than a fool in our store. If you do it, Oh, but you have to lose your head."
"It should be no problem. I am also doing it alone in the restaurant." McGonagall laughed back, but for ten people, it was not a problem for him.
Carruru saw that Meg was not in a hurry, a little peace of mind, or said: "Then you have to hurry, if there is a need, feel free to say, I am here to send a kid to give you a hand."
"Good." McGonagall nodded.
Ten scalloped scallops were sent to Meg, and the process of bone removal was not ready for others to intervene.
The status of the people who come to the palace today is not low. If the fishbone is stuck in the throat, although he can't die, most of them still have to find the trouble of his chef. Naturally, he is fine.
The fish bones of different sizes were taken out of the fish by McGonagall. Ten fish were quickly removed from the bones and placed on the side. The fresh beef tenderloin was also cut into pieces of uniform size and small size. The hammer beats soft.
"It's really a bit reluctant to give those guys such top-quality ingredients." I took a bottle of red wine out of the box and shook my head, but I thought about it. "But Irina and Amy should be able to eat it too. Yesterday, there was no It’s a pity to hear her compliments. I don’t know if she will say something today.”
"啵~"
The cork was pulled out to develop a crisp sound.
The deep red wine is poured into the plate of the steak. The rich wine smell is like a bomb in the deep sea. It instantly covers a lot of fragrance and penetrates into the nose of everyone.
“Good fragrant wine!”
“Is there someone using premium wine from Buffett in the ingredients?”
"No, this fragrance is more fragrant than Buffett's premium wine. Is it a tribute? It's cheating!"
The chefs around him had some commotion, looked around, trying to find out that it was almost cheating, and then they focused on the McGee, who was holding the bottle and slowly pouring the wine in the corner, and they all stunned.
This corner is almost the same as the cold dish area. How can anyone use wine to get it? Is it that he intends to use red wine for cold dishes?
"Who is this chef with only one person? What kind of food do you want to do?" These two questions have become doubts in the hearts of many chefs around. If they are not busy with their work, this will be more and more curious to inquire. It is.
Of course, in most people's minds, McGonagall's practice is still only a joke, the opportunity to be chosen by thousands of choices, he actually treated like this, maybe he will become the most tragic of this chef.
Karuru looked worried at McGonagall. "It’s really good for the king and the ministers to cook with wine. I hope the McGon brothers are not serious. This is really playing with fire."
At this time, McGonagall has completely immersed himself in the world of his food. His expression is serious, his movements are numb and he is not in a hurry. The elegance is like a painter wielding a brush, yellow pheasant, spicy grilled fish, black pepper steak, orderly. Carrying on.
The chef's dishes have already started to be served, especially the earliest cold dishes on the table, and almost all of them have been served.
Nideli, Seval and their disciples and grandchildren, this will be idle, and they all laugh at McGonagall. They even bet that the food that Meg has made will be eaten by the maids, without concealing their ridicule. .
The three of Kalulu’s father and son will also be finished, and they will sit on the side and look at McGonagall.
"Mr. McGonagall, please offer the first dish for the king."
Just then, a waiter led ten young and beautiful maids Yingying to the front of McGonagall's kitchen, smiling.
Please remember the domain name of this book: Mobile version of the reading URL:
Lukaka's voice was a bit sharp, because he was too surprised, so he didn't control the volume, which attracted some unpleasant eyes.Everyone's eyes fell on McGonagall's kitchen, just to see that they bought a fresh slaughtered chicken leg from the hands of a waiter. The sharp long knife lightly peeled the chicken skin and cut the chicken into Diamond-shaped pieces of the same size.A large chicken leg, almost instantly turned into a pile of chicken and a ticked chicken bone.Exquisite knife work is the basic skill of a chef. There are many chefs who can cut the ingredients into thin hair, so it is not surprising to McGonagall's knife.What really makes everyone feel amazed is the chicken legs of the flaming chicken.There is only one person in McGonagall, not even a chef. How can he be qualified to make meat dishes?Nedley, who was busy commanding several apprentices to divide the plates, looked at McGonagall's direction: "This guy's ingredients will not be sent wrong? How can I send him a big chicken leg? Not to send two Potted peanuts?"Xiwal smiled uneasily: "The ingredients are sent to the wrong and the dishes are all to be driven out of the palace. I think he is mostly a chicken. But I have been cooking cold dishes for decades. I have never heard of it. If you have chicken, you can also mix it. This guy is really awkward. If the minister is not satisfied with it, don't hesitate to lose his head?"Other chefs have also laughed and heard a lot of ridiculous words.This is like a master of rivers and lakes on the stage, and a guy who had shaken a small flag suddenly said that he would also go to the stage to play one.At this time, the real masters on the stage may not say anything. Instead, those who are also shaking small flags will swarm up and want to drown you with saliva.McGonagall has been baptized by countless deaf messages, and this level of ridicule is simply not worth mentioning.Karuru was also worried about McGonagall: "Meg Brothers, what are you doing? Can chicken really be used for salad?"Cold chicken is also a good dish, but what I am doing today is Huang Qiji. Meg laughed and shook his head, put the chicken in the casserole and stewed it, then said to the waiter on the side: Please help me Ten killing unicorn grass carp and the beef tenderloin I asked for.""Okay." The waiter quickly stepped away. Although there is only one person in this man, this is the chef appointed by His Royal Highness the Second Emperor. It is only this point that is worthy of his good service."In addition to making chicken, Uncle McGonagall still has to fish and beef?" Luruka's expression was even more surprised.Although their restaurant is famous for pickled cucumbers, the restaurant does not only make pickled cucumbers, but also serves the king's birthday in this palace every year, and can only make a pickled cucumber."How is this possible!" Nedley looked at Meg in an incredible way. He also participated in the king's birthday offering for more than 20 years. It took a full ten years from one to cold dishes to two cold dishes. As for the third dish, he has pinned his hopes on his son.Can Meg come alone, and for the first time, I am going to make three dishes, and each one is meat?This feeling is like a guy who has been running for decades before you, but he has gone to the front of you, and he is far ahead, and there is no hope of catching up.What Nandeli suddenly thought of, sneered: "Hey! Three dishes, even planning to do it alone? Can be selected to do at least 30 copies, one can not complete, I see how you will end, I will not see you again in the future."Karuru looked worried at McGonagall. "Meg Brothers, three dishes, can you be busy alone? The food on the king's birthday is no more than a fool in our store. If you do it, Oh, but you have to lose your head.""It should be no problem. I am also doing it alone in the restaurant." McGonagall laughed back, but for ten people, it was not a problem for him.Carruru saw that Meg was not in a hurry, a little peace of mind, or said: "Then you have to hurry, if there is a need, feel free to say, I am here to send a kid to give you a hand.""Good." McGonagall nodded.Ten scalloped scallops were sent to Meg, and the process of bone removal was not ready for others to intervene.The status of the people who come to the palace today is not low. If the fishbone is stuck in the throat, although he can't die, most of them still have to find the trouble of his chef. Naturally, he is fine.The fish bones of different sizes were taken out of the fish by McGonagall. Ten fish were quickly removed from the bones and placed on the side. The fresh beef tenderloin was also cut into pieces of uniform size and small size. The hammer beats soft."It's really a bit reluctant to give those guys such top-quality ingredients." I took a bottle of red wine out of the box and shook my head, but I thought about it. "But Irina and Amy should be able to eat it too. Yesterday, there was no It's a pity to hear her compliments. I don't know if she will say something today."~"The cork was pulled out to develop a crisp sound.The deep red wine is poured into the plate of the steak. The rich wine smell is like a bomb in the deep sea. It instantly covers a lot of fragrance and penetrates into the nose of everyone.Good fragrant wine!Is there someone using premium wine from Buffett in the ingredients?"No, this fragrance is more fragrant than Buffett's premium wine. Is it a tribute? It's cheating!"The chefs around him had some commotion, looked around, trying to find out that it was almost cheating, and then they focused on the McGee, who was holding the bottle and slowly pouring the wine in the corner, and they all stunned.This corner is almost the same as the cold dish area. How can anyone use wine to get it? Is it that he intends to use red wine for cold dishes?"Who is this chef with only one person? What kind of food do you want to do?" These two questions have become doubts in the hearts of many chefs around. If they are not busy with their work, this will be more and more curious to inquire. It is.Of course, in most people's minds, McGonagall's practice is still only a joke, the opportunity to be chosen by thousands of choices, he actually treated like this, maybe he will become the most tragic of this chef.Karuru looked worried at McGonagall. "It's really good for the king and the ministers to cook with wine. I hope the McGon brothers are not serious. This is really playing with fire."At this time, McGonagall has completely immersed himself in the world of his food. His expression is serious, his movements are numb and he is not in a hurry. The elegance is like a painter wielding a brush, yellow pheasant, spicy grilled fish, black pepper steak, orderly. Carrying on.The chef's dishes have already started to be served, especially the earliest cold dishes on the table, and almost all of them have been served.Nideli, Seval and their disciples and grandchildren, this will be idle, and they all laugh at McGonagall. They even bet that the food that Meg has made will be eaten by the maids, without concealing their ridicule. .The three of Kalulu's father and son will also be finished, and they will sit on the side and look at McGonagall."Mr. McGonagall, please offer the first dish for the king."Just then, a waiter led ten young and beautiful maids Yingying to the front of McGonagall's kitchen, smiling.Please remember the domain name of this book: Mobile version of the reading URL:
