Chapter 662： No need to explain, run around the restaurant for ten laps

Meg has tasted a lot of good wines, Romani Conti, Petrus, Lafite... But by contrast, those wines that are famous for their extreme quality and high price are far less than the small ones in his hands. A small glass of wine.

The scent of roses and various fruity fragrances are so fascinating that they are incapable of being touched, but they are hard to resist.

The taste of Pinot Noir grapes is still clear, but in this one is mixed with another unique aroma, which is the fragrance that makes this wine and Romeni Kangdi suddenly differentiated into a completely different taste. a wine.

After swallowing, the body is slightly warm, I do not know because of alcohol or other reasons.

McGonagall felt like he was in a winery. The grape rack was covered with black grapes. The wine cellar on the side exudes a hint of wine. The oak barrels filled with red wine are stacked together and wait quietly. Tasting by others.

"Good wine." After a long time, McGonagall slowly opened his eyes and looked at the glass in his hand.

In terms of taste and quality, it is completely beyond the Romani Conti, but from the mellow aspect of the taste, the short time of storage is a small shortcoming, but the ultimate quality can ignore this part of the shortcomings.

"This kind of wine is used to make steaks. It feels a bit wasteful..." Putting down the glass in his hand, McGonagall whispered to himself, such a good wine, as long as the popularity, in the previous auction, the price is absolutely Above Romani Conti.

If the previous generations said that they would use Romani Conti to make steaks, it is estimated that they would be killed by wine lovers all over the world.

"Host, using the best ingredients to make the best food, this is the most basic pursuit of a kitchen god, you have to put away this idea of ​​a small family, so that you have the opportunity to become a real kitchen!" A few minutes of excitement sounded.

"Then, is it that every red wine gives me a cheap copper coin?"

"There is no one! A copper coin can't be less!" The system is strict.

"You are really atmospheric." McGonagall.

Take three steaks from the fridge and start making steaks.

This steak is still from the iron barley, McGonagall can basically infer that the beef brain used in the roast beef skewer should be from the same batch of cattle, which reduces the waste of the food, and is better in quality. The beef used at the banquet today.

Three steaks were quickly prepared, and McGonagall's swaying trays were placed in a blue-and-white porcelain dish with a steak topped with black pepper sauce, garnished with brightly colored side dishes, and the value was extremely high.

“Good fragrance!” Barbara looked at the direction of the kitchen, his throat moved, and the rich flavor of the steak floated out of the kitchen. It was different from the roast beef skewer, which was softer, but the fragrance was There is no slight weakening, accompanied by the smell of wine, people are almost fascinated by this fragrance.

"No, I can't express too much to eat, I must keep my support as a princess!" Barbara thought in her heart, trying to recover her gaze, but her stomach was not screaming.

I was just hungry and dizzy. After drinking the syrup, I had some spirits. Now I was so excited by this rich fragrance that I couldn’t control the feeling of emptiness.

Now, she only wants a large piece of beef to fill her empty stomach.

"Hey? Is there a stomach call?" Amy looked around.

"It's it!" Barbara immediately pointed her finger at the ugly duckling.

"Ugly duckling, have you already eaten a lot of things at night? How do you call it now? You can't do this! It will be fat into a ball!" Amy looked down and looked at the ugly duckling with a serious look.

"Hey~" The ugly duckling looked at Amy with a grievance and tried to explain something.

"No need to explain, run around the restaurant for ten laps." Amy smacked the ugly duckling on the ground and said with a serious look.

"Hey~" The ugly duckling looked at Barbara with some resentment and reluctantly ran around the restaurant.

Barbara looked up at the crystal lamp and gave her a slight sigh of relief. As the princess's dignity, it was hard to save.

"Hey..."

The sound of a whole stomach rang again, and Barbara’s face changed slightly. He took a small sip from the cup on the table and tried to pretend that he had nothing to do with himself.

"Hey?" Amy looked at her with some curiosity.

"Well, the black pepper steak is coming." McGonagall walked out of the kitchen with three steaks, put them in front of Barbara and Amy, and solved the apron and placed it in front of him. A steak, he has not tasted it yet.

"Wow! It's so sweet! And, it looks good." Amy's gaze was immediately attracted by the steak in front of her, her eyes sparkling.

Barbara secretly sighed, but his eyes were quickly drawn to the steak in front.

A whole piece of steak is fried in tan, the weight is not small, the size of the adult is palm, the steak has long strips of fine lines, a little bit of oil and pan on the steak, thick sauce with a strange aroma Let the population water can not help but secrete.

The scent of beef is mixed with the scent of red wine, which is almost intoxicating.

Contrary to the somewhat dull and thick steaks, the vegetarian dishes placed next to the steaks are brightly colored, the colored peppers look like flower-like green vegetables, and this wonderful combination instantly lights up the blue-and-white porcelain plate.

“A whole piece of beef, would it really be delicious?” Barbara’s heart was somewhat suspicious and looking forward to seeing the steaks in front of him. For a time, I didn’t know how to make a good job. If you eat it, it seems a bit unsightly. If you can use chopsticks, it is not very convenient, and you are caught in a tangled time.

"Do you know how to eat steak?" McGonagall asked Barbara.

"I... of course I know." Barbara said with a hard scalp, but still did not start, squinting at Meg and Amy, the enemy did not move, and it would not be wrong to follow their methods.

"That's good." McGonagall nodded, reaching for Amy's plate and then picking up the knife and fork to help her cut the steak into small pieces just in the mouth.

"It turned out to be cut." Barbara's eyes lit up, her eyes fell on the knife and fork at hand, and she learned that McGonagall picked up the knife and fork, held the steak with a fork, and cut it.

The knife cuts the delicate beef easily, and the mellow wine scent hidden in it is accompanied by a strong beef scent, which instantly makes Barbara's eyes brighter.

"This is!" But after a small piece of beef was cut, Barbara's hand was frozen, and there was still a trace of blood on the beef.