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

The roast chicken made by the orc brothers is jujube red in color. The skin of the chicken is shriveled and greasy. The smell of the roast chicken is mixed with a special pungent smell. It is not hard to accept at first. On the contrary, it adds a special smell to the roast chicken, which is different from the ordinary roast chicken.

It's different from the roast chicken on the grill that people usually see. It's the first time that people see the roast chicken wrapped in loess. The smell is surprisingly attractive.

Several judges, who had not had lunch before, could not resist the smell of barbecue.

Ha Bang took a big bite from the chicken leg on the plate, and nodded his praise as he chewed it. "It seems that the roast chicken of their brothers has made progress again. After you came to the city of chaos, people in the tribe often talked about you. They all said that the roast chicken made by your brothers is the best in the whole family, but now they don't have to take it orally."

HAGA bit the chicken and gave them a thumbs up and a few Orc compliments.

On one side, the werewolf grabbed a piece of chicken and put it into his mouth to chew it. He even swallowed the meat and bone, nodded his head and praised, "delicious!"

A male elf and a female human were also selected. They looked at the roast chicken in front of them, but there was a trace of hesitation and hesitation in their eyes.

As an elf, his food cleanliness is much more serious than that of other races. Just now, the cooking method of the orc brothers scared him. After the live chicken was killed, he didn't even clean it simply. He wrapped some muddy yellow mud water and yellow mud with his feathers and put it directly into the oven for baking.

And after baking, although the chicken feathers were all taken away by the yellow mud, looking at the roast chicken in front of him, he still had some problems.

The elf hesitated for a long time, then picked up the chopsticks and put a piece of chicken without skin into his mouth.

The pungent flavor of the spices went straight to his mouth and made him feel uncomfortable. Although he was diluted by the chicken flavor, he still didn't like the pungent taste.

Moreover, the taste of chicken is also dry wood for him. He chewed it for a long time and then reluctantly swallowed it. After only one bite, he put down his chopsticks. He didn't want to try a second bite, either in taste or appearance.

Another woman also picked up a piece of chicken and put it in her mouth. She chewed it carefully. Her eyebrows wrinkled slightly. Then she stretched out quickly, with a smile on her face, and continued to eat happily.

Although the orc brothers surprised her by the way the raw materials were processed, the roast chicken was surprisingly good. She liked chewy food. The more chewy the chicken was, the more fragrant it was.

Except for the male elf, the other four judges all showed satisfaction.

On Meg's side, the roast chicken is still in the oven.

"Is there a hole in the boss's head? There are five judges, three of whom are the guests he has been angry with before, and two of whom belong to the same tribe as the two orcs. He can win all these judges. I'll run naked live! "

"Now there are four judges who are satisfied with the orc brother's roast chicken, but his roast chicken has not been roasted yet. It seems that there is no suspense about the outcome?"

"Tut Tut, this is the Maimi restaurant which dominates the sixth list of delicious food. If it loses to a roadside stall, it will be interesting."

The onlookers discussed that it was an ordinary cooking duel. Because of the popularity of McMillan restaurant today, there are many passers-by who want to see a good play.

"Should the boss win?" Abelmia clenched her fist with some worry.

"If you can be defeated that way, it's not him." Elizabeth looked at McGonagall's back, relaxed and freehand, not affected by any passers-by.

"Yes, uncle McGonagall has been making this roast chicken these days. Although he hasn't tasted it, it must be delicious." Anna, too, nodded her head.

The orc brothers gave the rest of the roast chicken to the onlookers, which caused a lot of praise and praise. Some people asked where the orc brothers set up shops and stalls and said they would patronize.

"Ding!"

Just then, Meg's oven made a crisp noise. MEG put out the fire, opened the lid, and took the chicken out of the oven with a shovel.

"Out of the oven?" They all looked at MEG.

The mud shell wrapped in Jiaohua chicken turned golden yellow after being roasted. It looked like the same golden egg. The surface was even smoother than that of an egg. It was covered with ceramic glaze, which made people shine.

The mud shell in front of MEG is like a delicate work of art. Even if it is an egg, few people will doubt it.

"How did he cook the mud so well? The appearance alone has surpassed our local chicken." Fulbin thought, frowning.

"What's the use of good looking mud shell? It's not like eating mud shell to eat roast chicken. If you want me to see that the mud shell has been burned into bricks, most of the roast chicken inside has become coke." The fat devil who said he wanted to run naked before said it again, but it was not enough.

"This is Jiaohua chicken." Meg said aloud, then picked up the little wooden hammer and tapped it in the middle of the mud shell.

"Click."

A crisp crack ring sounded, cracks spread from the knocking point to all sides, and then the eggshell spread like a flower, revealing the golden Jiaohua chicken.

Rich fragrance, with the eggshell blooming, like a bomb general instant release.

"Wow!"

All the onlookers were in an uproar. The strong smell of roast chicken hit us, which made us unable to prevent. No one thought that the smell was so powerful and attractive.

The golden roast chicken in the yellow mud shell seems to glow at this moment, which is eye-catching.

"Is this really the smell of roast chicken? Why do I feel the breath of summer, as if I saw the swaying lotus in the lotus pond in midsummer! "

"It's too sweet! My God, did the boss put medicine in the roast chicken

"Gulu..."

The crowd was amazed with the sound of swallowing. They looked at the roast chicken in front of MEG and tried to suppress their impulse to rush forward and take a bite.

Eugene stares at his big eyes and swallows: "this... This... This is too sweet, isn't it?"?! Brother, this is a foul

"The spices he used are more suitable than ours. They are perfectly hidden behind the chicken, but the flavor of the chicken is enhanced to the extreme." Fubin'en looked at the calling chicken, his eyes slowly moved up to Meg's body, his face was heavy, and said: "this is a master."