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

"I'm good at killing fish, too." MEG washed the fish with water and said with a smile.

"The boss is super powerful, much more powerful than me." Abemia nodded her head and agreed with Meg's words. She had been working in the kitchen for so many years, but she couldn't be as good as MEG. It seemed that she had contacted MEG for thousands of times, and every movement was so elegant and natural.

"Well, you can sit down. Curing takes a little time. I'll tell you to eat it when it's ready." Said Meg, looking back at them.

"Boss, can I see how you make fish? I promise I won't steal it. I'm just curious. " Abelmia asked, looking at MEG.

"Of course." MEG nodded.

"Thank you, boss." Abelmia said happily, standing by and watching.

"Warning! The host has no right to teach others how to cook. Please don't accept others' request to learn how to cook A serious voice from the system sounded.

"System, didn't you hear people say that they didn't steal, just curious? I believe in Mia's character as much as I believe you have no integrity. " Meg said calmly, taking all kinds of seasonings and starting to marinate and kill the good fish.

“……”

The system silently floats over a line of words, and finally chooses silence.

Sally stood at the door hesitated for a while, or chose to sit outside, her hands holding delicate chin, looking at Meg's back in the kitchen, dazed.

Grilling fish is actually a very troublesome thing, especially if you want to roast a good taste of fish, you need to spend more time and energy.

Old oil MEG cooked well before, because it was for four people to eat, so MEG chose a big fish. Countless times of cooking in the kitchen god test field made him master the skill of grilling fish perfectly. The pickled grilled fish was put into the oven, and then it was taken out when it was five years old, brushed with a layer of old oil, and then put into the oven to continue to roast.

"What's this box, boss? Why do you put the fish in for a while and it's cooked? " She asked curiously, pointing to the oven.

"It's an oven. It's for fish. It can also be used for other things." McGonagall explained with a smile that the oven is too far ahead of the world.

"I see. It's like a closed grill." Abemia nodded thoughtfully, looked at the oven for a while, and then said curiously, "but this oven has no place to heat? So how does it get hot? "

"This oven is not heated by burning charcoal, but by electricity. Electricity is transmitted into the oven through this wire, and then the heating rod inside is heated to provide heat for the oven. This is the principle of the oven, similar to those lighting in restaurants." Megran explained that he had explained the principle of electricity to abelmia and Sally before. After all, the restaurant was full of electrical appliances. It would be bad if the two girls were accidentally electrocuted.

"It turns out that you are really powerful. You have invented so many things, which are very convenient and fast." Abelmia looked at MEG admiringly, her eyes full of little stars.

"Well, it's all invented by this system." McGonagall's head was filled with a voice of some pride.

"Life should be more refined." McGonagall ignored the voice of the system and accepted the little girl's worship impolitely.

After brushing two layers of old oil, the golden and crispy rainbow fish roasted on the skin is taken out from the oven by MEG. The attractive smell of fish comes to your face, and you can feel the delicious smell.

"It's delicious. It turns out that fish can be roasted like this. It's totally different from the black and hard roasted fish roasted by the chef before." Abemia couldn't help swallowing as she watched the grilled fish put into the plate by MEG.

The smell came out of the kitchen slowly. In a daze, Sally sniffed her nose and her eyes were bright. The smell reminded her of the taste she had when she was a child fishing with Princess Elena in the lake of wind, and then grilling fish by the lake.

Although the fish roasted at that time didn't taste so delicious, the taste in her memory is still unforgettable. She seldom eats fish. One reason is that the fish has many thorns, and she will be stabbed every time she eats it. The second reason is that she thinks it's cruel to eat fish, and she feels a little guilty when she eats it.

But now when she asked about the taste, she wanted to taste the fish. Her strong desire rose from the bottom of her heart. She unconsciously sat up for a few minutes and seemed to want to see what the fish in the kitchen was made of.

The ugly duckling lying on the high stool also suddenly opened his eyes, turned to the direction of the kitchen, sniffed his nose, stood up and looked at him. His eyes were a little excited, and his paws were pulling on the chair, which seemed a little impatient.

"Father, I'm back!" Amy's voice came out of the door with a few knocks.

Sally gets up and opens the door.

"Good sister Elsa." Amy and Sally say hello, and they jump in the door. When they smell the fragrance, their eyes light up.

"It smells good. Is that the taste of fish?" Amy ran to the kitchen with her short legs. By the way, she hugged the ugly duckling who was standing on the high chair and couldn't get down. Standing at the door of the kitchen, she stood on tiptoe and asked expectantly, "father, are the rainbow fish ready? Xiaomi and ugly duckling want to eat it

"Meow, meow," the ugly duckling craned his neck and stared at the roast fish on the plate on the stove. His two little claws pushed forward as if he wanted to take it for himself.

"Well, it's almost ready. Xiaomi goes to wash his hands. Then he sits outside and comes out of the pot right away." McGonagall is frying the hot pepper and Chinese prickly ash in the pot. After the high-quality hot pepper and Chinese prickly ash are fried, the pungent taste is not pungent, but has a light fragrance.

"All right." Amy said happily, putting the duckling on the ground, pulling up her sleeves and washing her hands, then climbing up to the table where they usually eat.

"Zi!"

Fried pepper and Zanthoxylum drench on the grilled fish, making Zizi sound. The smell and spicy flavor of grilled fish quickly blend together. Coupled with the taste of sauce, the familiar smell of grilled fish makes MEG smile. He grabs a small handful of green scallions and sprinkles them on it. A perfect spicy grilled fish is finished!

"Boss, you are really a genius. I've never seen such a fish made to you or such a perfect one." Abelmia looked at MEG admiringly and was deeply impressed.

"Wash your hands and eat. We'll have roast fish at noon today." McGonagall said with a smile that the feeling of being praised and worshipped is naturally very good.

The long stainless steel plate was carried out with the alcohol stove below. Under the grilled fish, MEG also added a portion of vermicelli. There were no more side dishes, but refined. Of course, he added vermicelli because he really liked it.