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

Chapter 1625

"Yes, a bunch of roast pig eyes." Vanessa nodded with a smile.

Sean's lips moved, but he didn't refuse. How could he be a general in the battlefield? How could he be frightened by a string of roast pig eyes.

This time, his father sent him to the city of chaos, and the more important purpose was to take Vanessa home. If this task is not completed, no matter how good it looks, it is a failure.

"Yes, just a moment, please." Mia nodded, then gave them another order and went to the kitchen.

"It turns out that who is the abnormal hot girl, who dares to face the abnormal hot warrior, is really extraordinary." The crowd glared at Vanessa.

During this period, Vanessa and Abraham were famous among diners because they were active in the hot pot area and specialized in spicy food.

After all, the test of abnormal spicy is not only on the mouth and stomach, but also on the back court flower.

This kind of abnormal spicy, even double or triple abnormal spicy, is not acceptable to ordinary people.

However, I didn't expect that everyone was afraid and cautious. The first one was her.

"Uncle, aren't you interested in this new product? Why don't you give it a try? " Vanessa looked at Abraham strangely.

"Don't worry. Anyway, you ordered it. Let Sean test it first." Abraham said with a smile.

Sean: --

"Well, that's a good idea." Vanessa nodded with a smile and a sly smile on her face. If you urge me to go home, you can eat something impressive and go home.

"Boss, Miss Windsor, they ordered a roast pig's eye at that table. No one else ordered it." Mia went into the kitchen and looked at MEG.

"Well, it's good. At least someone ordered it, isn't it?" McGonagall said with a smile. She looked up at Vanessa and others who were sitting at the table opposite the window. Her eyes stopped on Sean for a while, and her mouth turned slightly up. She quickly removed her eyes and continued to shake the frying pan in her hand.

"That's true." Mia nodded.

"Ten Yangzhou fried rice." MEG shakes the spoons, bowl by bowl, and in a flash fills all the plates lying on one side, indicating that Barbara standing on one side is ready to serve.

"How long will it take?" Sean glanced at the restaurant full of people. They were the last table. It would take a long time to serve in order.

"No, boss Mai can cook fast." Vanessa looked back in the direction of the kitchen, confident.

Sean looked up at the direction of the kitchen. From his position, through the transparent window, he could see a lot of space in the kitchen. The bright kitchen area was not small. Although there were many things in it, it didn't look messy at all. A familiar figure swam between different Kitchenware and skillfully controlled the whole kitchen, Constantly export delicious food.

And the most eye-catching is the grill almost facing him, the charcoal fire has been burned, but there is no food on it.

"Can't pig eyes be roasted here?" Sean's brows wrinkled slightly, and he had a bad feeling in his heart.

Before he could take his eyes back, McGonagall had already come with a transparent crystal basin. In the crystal basin, there were huge pig eyes stacked together. Rao, who was used to the bloody scenes on the battlefield, also felt numb.

"He's coming, he's coming, he's coming with pig's eyes."

For a good eater, for some unusual ingredients, you should have enough curiosity and keen sense of smell, you can wait a little, but you must keep enough attention, never let yourself miss any food.

"Really?" Vanessa covered her face with her hands, then slowly turned her head and peered through her fingers. Then she turned her head back and said, "Wow, it's terrible. It's really big eyes."

Lola, sitting beside her, trembled and did not dare to look back.

"It's just a pig's eye. It's not true." Sean coughed and waved his hand.

"Brother Sean is a brave man. He dares to look at boss Mai's roast pig eyes." Said Vanessa with admiration.

Sean, who was going to take his eyes back, had a stiff expression and a rolling throat. He had to keep on putting on a light look. Looking at the man in the window, he reached out and pinched an eyeball from the crystal basin. Then he skillfully pierced a bamboo stick and went back and forth several times. A string of pig eyes with five eyeballs were put on.

The eyeballs are dug out by the roots, with some blood. The eyeballs are clear, and they look very fresh. They should have just been dug out. After wearing them in a string, they look more and more strange. They seem to be watched by one eye, which makes him feel uncomfortable.

McGonagall saw Sean's expression change from the corner of his eyes. The corner of his mouth was slightly tilted. The pig's eyes in his hand turned around on his fingertips, put on the grill first, then put on two strings quickly, and put them on the grill slowly.

A string of qualified roasted pig eyes must be roasted slowly on the grill for 20 minutes, which is a great test of patience and control of the temperature.

Sitting in front of the grill and staring at this process also tests the psychological endurance of diners. After all, this scene is not so fresh.

The eye-to-eye game has officially begun.

Many guests close to the window couldn't help looking curiously. Many people immediately withdrew their eyes and said they couldn't accept it.

There are also a few heavy taste guests, who are quite curious to stare at McGonagall, but want to see how McGonagall roasts this seemingly terrible pig eye.

The pig's eyes were put on the preheated grill for a long time, and the subcutaneous fat on the surface began to grow, while the full and round eyes began to deform and change color.

It's a very slow process. If you want to see the change clearly, you have to keep your eyes on the dead pigs and stare at them seriously.

In order to maintain his image as a brave brother and an iron soldier, Sean happily looks at the process of McGonagall roasting pig eyes. His pupils gradually diverge and his eyes fall more on McGonagall.

The chef, who had seen one side at the Palace Banquet, really felt like general Baisheng standing on the battlefield when he was standing in the kitchen. He only saw this kind of aura in that person. At that time, he could only stand behind that person and watch him lead the frontier army to win one incredible victory after another.

It was not until the latter two disappeared and he replaced that position that he gradually realized that the aura could not be possessed by standing in that position.

I just didn't expect that a little chef could have such an aura. I don't know if it was because those eyeballs had too much impact or something else that made him have this illusion.