Chapter 1502： Let Master introduce you and give pointers to you.

Ha, Switzerland listened to McGonagall to explain a kind of spice he had never heard of. It was not a question, but it was like a serious student.

Of course, what surprised him the most is that he has traveled all over the Nolan continent and has seen the various spices used by various ethnic groups. However, many of the spices that McGonagall said are still something he has never heard of. of.

For example, the spice known as the octagonal, according to McGonagall, was produced in the mountains near the Iron Fort, but he has been in Fort Essen for more than 20 years, but he has never seen a chef. This spice.

There is also the cinnamon, a bark with a strange aroma, so that he is surprised to get a spice.

"Master, you said that you need to use these spices, on the mainland of Nolan, I am afraid that no vegetable market can be found all together." After listening to Meg, Kazakhstan can not help but spit.

"This is indeed the case. Some of the spices I also obtained through special channels have not been accepted and promoted on a large scale." McGonagall nodded, and some of the spices were not in the world. Cultivated.

"In this case, if we leave the city of chaos, there is no way to re-enact this dish." Ha, Switzerland frowned and scratched his head, which was a bit annoyed.

"When you leave, I will give you a spice pack. If you run out of it, you can come back and take it." McGonagall looked at Switzerland, and he said: "It’s a common saying, Master is not far away."

"Too Master, isn't the parents, can't you go?" Chebman hesitated, whispered.

Ha, Switzerland can not help but look at it, this is obviously cheaper for him.

"Probably this means." McGonagall nodded and said: "It is only the first step to know the spice. Then we will start to talk about how to cook. This is a step to make the beef and beef mixed perfectly. It is also a couple. The most essential step in the dish of this dish.

A pot of high-quality marinade that gives the meat to the soul, and these spicy spices are the real protagonists..."

McGonagall continued to explain, set up a pot, and began to operate the demonstration teaching.

As an old chef with decades of experience, these steps are extremely simple for Switzerland. For her, learning more about McGonagall's understanding and application of spice, if a large number of Xin When the spices are added together, they give birth to a more wonderful taste, rather than being pinned and affected.

Chebman is a very honest and good student. Every step of Meg's explanation is memorized in detail, and at the same time, the focus is on the notebook, like a student who is very focused on listening to the teacher.

“After the plate is finished, slowly pour the red oil that has just been simmered on it, then sprinkle with a handful of sesame seeds, add a little green coriander as a decoration, so that a delicious couple lungs will be completed.” McGonagall Take a step back and show off the couple's lungs that you have just done.

"The color is full, the complex to the amazing combination, every step is full of genius-like ideas, Master, you are really a genius." Ha Swiss praised.

The previous steps of tanning the red oil also surprised him. I didn't expect the oil to be treated like this, which became like a spice, which completely overturned some of his fixed thinking.

"Regular operation." McGonagall waved his hand and handed two pairs of chopsticks to Kazakhstan and Chebman. He said, "Come, try it. You didn't eat this dish yesterday."

"I will try this beef first." Ha, Swiss took the chopsticks and picked up a thin piece of beef, wrapped in translucent red oil. The smell of braised meat accompanied the smell of red oil, and there was no entrance. The saliva can't help but start to secrete.

The entrance of the beef is soft and with a hint of toughness. It is not the degree of the entrance. The meat is slowly blooming in the chewing, and under the catalysis of the red oil, the taste is crazy.

"This taste!" The eyes of Switzerland are suddenly bright, this taste is too impactful, and the various spices are not useless, each one is blooming with a strange aroma, let this meat The taste has become very layered.

The fragrant aroma bursts in the mouth and is fascinating.

"Stab!"

A crisp sound, the cotton and linen gown on the Swiss body was actually cracked.

"This dish has reached the level that makes Master's clothes fragile!" Chebman looked at the Swiss cracked clothes with some surprise. He followed Master for many years and saw only two or three times.

"Does this dish really have such magical power?" Chebman picked up some chopsticks, picked up a piece of bull scalp, and fed it into his mouth.

The soft-skinned scalp has no toughness in the cowhide, and the teeth easily bite it. The most difficult to taste beef scalp, after a long period of cooking, it is still rich in spice, full of collagen. His taste is a bit sticky, but the soaked, fragrant scent is just right for its sticky feeling, which brings a very good taste.

The red oil wrapped around it gives the scalp a spicy taste!

"It turned out to be such a taste!" Chebman's eyes lit up. The taste of the scalp was completely beyond his imagination. The rich sense of layering made him understand the previous complicated processes, and each A spice has its own unique role.

"I think yesterday's game was a bit unfair." Ha Switzerland looked at McGonagall and looked serious.

"Well?" McGonagall looked at him, did he want to lie?

"This is obviously a 5:0 game! My 18-girl dress is obviously crazy in the taste! It is incomparable! 3:1 is simply a slap in the couple's lungs!" Ha Switzerland The mood is a little excited.

"Amount..." McGonagall didn't know how to answer the question. He smiled and said: "Well, I will explain this dish here. The restaurant has all the ingredients and kitchen utensils you need. You can practice it yourself. Anyone who doesn't understand can ask me."

Ha, Switzerland nodded, then his eyes fell on Chebman and smiled. "Slowly, do we have to do a husband and wife lungs at the same time to see who is doing better?"

"The disciple is dull and does not dare to compare with Master." Chebman shook his head.

"It doesn't matter, I also know that you are stupid, learning things slowly, otherwise how can you pick you?" Ha Swiss smiled and said: "This does not affect my play."

"I..." Chebman still hesitated.

"Don't worry, let Master Master give pointers to you." McGonagall looked at Chebman with a smile, then extended his **** toward him.