Other-Worldly Restaurant of A Stay-at-Home Dad

McGonagall's two orders of barbecue came up soon, and the waiter gave a pot of tea free of charge.

"Father, may I begin to eat?" Amy's eyes lit up as she looked at the roast lamb chops in front of her.

"Eat it. Be careful." McGonagall nodded with a smile, looking at the plate of cut roast steak in front of him.

This roast steak is a bit between the beef kebab and the western style roast steak. It's called beef kebab, but it's not tied with bamboo stick. It's called steak, and it cuts you open to roast. The smell of beef is slightly weaker, but the sauce is still very rough. The seasoning powder is spread too early. After being roasted on the fire for a long time, the surface is a little black, and the flavor of seasoning powder is pungent.

Used to eating delicacies, McGonagall's first impression of roast beef was a little bad. Even if he occasionally went to the roadside stall to make a string, people would not take this kind of thing to entertain people.

"All right." Amy nodded, picked up the fork on the table, forked a piece of lamb chops with a little effort, took it to her mouth and blew it a few times, then opened her mouth and chewed it happily. It was very lovely.

"Is it delicious?" McGonagall, who had no appetite, looked at Amy, who was eating with relish. He felt a little interested and asked with a smile.

"Well, it's not bad, but of course it's not as delicious as the rainbow fried rice and rougamo made by my father, but when will my father make barbecue?" Amy nodded, swallowed the meat in her mouth and looked at MEG expectantly.

"There will be in the future." McGonagall smiles and nods. He's also looking forward to having a barbecue with Amy in his own restaurant. He just doesn't know when the system will launch the barbecue menu, which is beyond his control.

"Maybe we can let Amy wait for the guests to come and have dinner again. Everything she eats is very delicious. She can make a cookie taste delicious in the world, which is more attractive than any shouting." As Amy ate with relish, McGonagall thought that he could try some new dishes when they came out. There was nothing better than Amy.

In the morning, she was really hungry. Although the appearance was a little unsatisfactory, the way Amy ate gave a lot of extra points to this dish. At least MEG had the desire to try it. He forked a piece of steak into his mouth and chewed it carefully. His brow was wrinkled.

The meat should have been roasted on the grill for a long time. In order to serve at any time, we didn't consider the problem of too long roasting and hard meat.

The taste of the sauce is a little hard to say. I can't tell how many kinds of seasonings are mixed. Pepper, sugar, salt, ginger juice... The proportion is a little random, and the stimulation is quite exciting. But it completely covers the original sweetness of the beef. I only feel that my mouth and tongue are tingled by various seasonings.

It can only be said that customers who like heavy taste may prefer to put down the pursuit of delicacy, as long as the stimulation is good.

If MEG had tasted a bite in her previous life, she would have stood up and checked out. However, Amy, who was sitting opposite and eating delicious food, quietly put down her fork. Amy had a barbecue for the first time. She was so happy that she took a cup of tea from the table and took a sip.

"Well?" The free tea made Meg's eyes bright. It tasted sour and sweet. It was a bit like lemon juice. It was clear and orange, similar to the color of honey water. It soon suppressed the spicy feeling in his mouth. He couldn't help pouring another cup and drinking two mouthfuls.

"What kind of water is this, please?" MEG asked, looking at the waiter passing by.

"Guest, this is the water soaked in lime fruit." The waiter replied with a smile.

"Yes, thank you." MEG nodded. Although he didn't know what kind of fruit the fruit was, soaking in water was really good. When you pass by the fruit shop later, you can go in and have a look. Maybe you can give the guests a cup of lime water. After all, after eating fried rice and meat prices, it's a bit dry. Before that, you asked him for boiled water.

"Host, this system solemnly reminds that restaurants are not allowed to sell any food, including drinks, other than the menu provided by this system!" The sound of the system was in Meg's head.

"Who said I wanted to sell it." MEG smiles. "I'm going to give it directly."

"..." a line of ellipsis floated silently in Meg's mind. After a while, there was a roar of the system: "host, your behavior is undoubtedly a serious provocation to the system! You are lowering the style of the restaurant! In the self give up! In... "

"System, do you sell high-grade lime nuts?" MEG interrupted calmly.

"Not for the time being." The system listened to the roar, and the voice was a little complicated.

"That's OK. You don't sell it, and I'm not allowed to buy it." McGonagall turned his mouth, but after thinking about it, he said, "well, anyway, I don't have any formula or experience pack. Let's buy some and try them on my own."

Recalling the previous life when he was at home on a whim, he tried to soak lemonade several times, whether it was with honey or sugar. The taste of the lemonade was beyond words. MEG thought that it was not very possible to develop a drink of lemonade by himself.

Amy also poured a glass of water and ate two more steaks. McGonagall chose to give up, or later he would go home and make his own Yangzhou fried rice. Compared with Yangzhou fried rice, this steak is delicious.

"Don't you eat, father?" Amy looked at Meg's full plate and asked curiously.

"Well, I'm full." MEG nodded.

"Then Amy will help his father eat the rest." Amy looked at the plate of steak in front of MEG.

"Good." MEG changed the two plates and looked at Amy fondly. It was the first time that the little guy ate barbecue. He seemed to like it very much. It should represent the medium or above level of barbecue in the world. He had a certain baking technology and knew how to use various seasonings and sauces for flavoring, but it was too rough and not exquisite.

"Father, today's barbecue is delicious. It tastes like this." Check out, Amy said happily.

"After that, my father will make you a barbecue 100 times better than this one." MEG smiles and touches Amy's head. It's not even an entry-level barbecue.

If you want to roast the beef, it's scorched outside and tender inside. If you bite it down, the Luzhou flavor sauce and the fragrant and tender beef are perfectly integrated. It's delicious and chewy, so it can be regarded as a really delicious beef kebab.

At noon, the guests who were waiting outside the Maimi restaurant, knocking on the door for a long time but no one answered, left disappointed. Today, I can see that McGonagall's words are true. If I can't open the door, I'll really go out. In the future, I won't come here for nothing on the rest day.

MEG took Amy and the newly awakened ugly duckling to play in the square for two hours. When the two kids had a good time, he bought some lime and took them home.

"Father, you see, there is a man lying in front of our restaurant. Is that a little match girl?" All the way, Amy pointed to a figure lying upside down at the door of the restaurant and said in surprise.