Daddy Fantasy World Restaurant

After the Hopping black goat was slaughtered, Rich carried the washed goat into the roasting area covered by wooden boards, and the guys in Rich’s barbecue shop all stepped aside. A wave of heat rose from behind the planks, and Richie could be seen baking.

And everyone's eyes turned to Mag who was on the side. He didn't cover the grill, but he sprinkled some unknown seasoning on the cut beef and put it aside after kneading. With a serious expression, he was preparing something with a bunch of jars of spices and seasonings.

"What is the owner of this Mamy's restaurant doing? Why hasn't he started grilling?"

"Yeah, it seems that something is being prepared, but does barbecue need a lot of seasoning? It doesn't seem like a wise choice to waste so much time on it?"

"You guys don't understand. Boss Mai is a genius. He was born to subvert. Everything that is unreasonable is reasonable to him. Otherwise, how can he make so many delicious food? See his serious and meticulous expression, This step is definitely important."

With the passage of time, the aroma of barbecue at Rich's side has overflowed, but Mag is still mixing spices, which makes people feel a little confused, but most of the regular customers of Mamy's restaurant are still full of confidence. Ge's culinary skills are almost fanatical.

"He seems to be preparing the sauce, but isn't the most important thing about barbecue is the taste of the meat? All the spices can only be auxiliary, the lighter the better, so that the original aroma of the barbecue can be brought into full play." Charles watched Mag frowned and said, as a master chef who has been amazing for more than 20 years, he still thinks he has quite a deep understanding of barbecue, and some can't understand Mag's current behavior, wasting so much time in such an important confrontation , obviously not a wise choice.

In the duel, the chef will generally try to finish the cooking first, because the late dishes may have some additional factors after the judges have tasted the former dish, and the score will be reduced. Once the taste is not outstanding, it will often be compared.

Mag cut the meat into small cubes, which is obviously easier to cook than Rich’s roasted whole lamb, but he hasn’t even started the fire yet, instead wasting a lot of time on seasoning. Looks a little silly.

"I hope this guy won't waste high-grade ingredients like Tin Man beef, otherwise I will definitely criticize this hot-mouthed chef who wastes ingredients." Fei Peter looked at Mag, thinking in his heart.

"Remove the board." Half an hour later, Rich's voice sounded from the wooden board, and the guys from Rich's barbecue shop rushed up and removed the wooden boards covering the oven, revealing the large black oven inside.

Rich, sweating profusely, stood in front of the large semi-closed oven, turning the torsion bar, so that the roasted goat, which had begun to turn golden brown, kept turning in the oven.

The rich fragrance also dissipated with the withdrawal of the baffle.

"It smells so good! The smell of this barbecue makes me feel like I could eat a whole roasted lamb!"

The eyes of the onlookers lit up, they were all attracted by the strong aroma of barbecue.

"Fatty Rich's cooking skills seem to have improved, and this oven is also interesting. In just half an hour, the roasted whole lamb can emit such a fragrance, and it should be out of the oven in less than half an hour." It's gone." Fei Peter looked at Rich in surprise, and then at Mag, who was still not moving, couldn't help shaking his head, this guy won't just give up, right?

Hearing the words of the onlookers, Rich also had a smug smile on his face. He wiped the sweat off his forehead with a towel, and turned to look at Mag, wanting to see how he was progressing. Just put down the seasoning spoon in his hand, the grill didn't even turn on the fire, he couldn't help but froze for a moment, and then showed a somewhat mocking smile. It seems that the calmness shown by this guy before was completely bluffing, maybe he didn't at all. Knowing how to cook barbecue, there seems to be no suspense in today's duel.

Putting down the third sauce bowl, Mag also showed a bit of a smile on his face. Although this is a challenge, he still has a little blueprint in his heart. He took this opportunity to hold a new product launch Yes, it is obviously a good choice to show the three flavors of roast beef kebabs.

Looking up at Rich with a smug smile, and the cumbersome oven, Mag raised his eyebrows. It took a lot of time to prepare the sauce, and it seems that he needs to hurry up.

Reaching out his hand, he pulled out a bamboo stick about 30 centimeters long from the basket on the side. Mag picked up the marinated beef and began to skewer it on the bamboo stick. Three pieces of beef on a bamboo stick were placed aside about two centimeters apart. As a spare, a pile of meat skewers soon piled up on the plate.

"Huh? What is Boss Mai doing? How did you skewer the beef? Is it another subversive barbecue method?"

"Yeah, this is the first time I've seen such a kebab, will it be delicious?"

"There are only three pieces in a bunch. It's a bit stingy. I'm still looking forward to the roasted whole lamb. The aroma is getting stronger and stronger. I'll go to the Qi barbecue restaurant there tomorrow to try it."

"The time left for Boss Mai is running out. Can he finish it in about the same time as Boss Rich? If the delay is too long, it will be very bad for him."

Everyone looked at Mag with some curiosity. His method of grilling meat was completely different from their inherent way of thinking, and some people began to express a little worry.

"Father will definitely win!" Amy hugged the ugly duckling, sitting on the small bench she brought, and said confidently.

"Please, the boss must win." Yabei Mia clenched her fists nervously.

"Amy, throw a small fireball over here and help me burn this charcoal fire red." Meg skewers, Mag turned around and waved at Amy. It takes a lot of time to make a charcoal fire, so Mag decided to take a chance. After all, it is really not good to be too slow than the other party. It would be embarrassing if the judges were full.

"Okay." Amy nodded, got up and threw a small fireball into the grill, and the black charcoal burned instantly and turned red.

"Come on." Mag snapped his fingers, and Amy stopped, and the flames instantly disappeared. The smokeless carbon in the grill was just burning to the best state, and there was still a faint fragrance of pine smoke.

"Stuntling, I'm almost finished, you've just started, let's see how you compare to me!" Rich brushed the roast goat with another layer of oil, turned it around a few more times, and then slowly pulled out the grill, A golden and crispy roasted goat is officially baked.