"I'm going to find some wild fruits." Evan jumped off the carriage lightly, then rushed towards the mountains and forests, and quickly disappeared from everyone's sight. Obviously he didn't want to eat what Mag made. The look just now made him inexplicable. His heart was palpitating, and he subconsciously wanted to stay away from Mag.
Mag naturally had no objection to this. He had never wanted to cook for them, but now it just suited him.
After bleeding the bison, Emma suddenly remembered something. He looked sideways at Sam and said, "Brother Sam, you are familiar with this area. Can you get me a bamboo? I want to cut it into bamboo." Sign for the grilled beef skewers."
"This is easy to handle, I'll get it for you right away." Sam nodded, turned around and climbed up the mountain nearby.
"Grilled beef skewers? Brother Mag, you have to eat this beef in big bites to enjoy it. If you make it into skewers, wouldn't it look too stingy?" Dennis came forward and said, a little worried.
"If one skewer is not enough, just eat a few more skewers. Such a big bison will definitely be enough to eat." Mag said with a smile. The butcher's knife in his hand flexibly peeled the bison apart. The blade slid across the beef without touching it. It reaches every inch of the ox bone, and the movements are smooth and flowing, which is pleasing to the eye.
"What an amazing swordsman. It would be impossible to develop such swordsmanship without years of hard training, right?" Sivir looked at Mag's skillful movements and couldn't help but admire in his heart, and Magna His focused expression also made her look a little lost. In him, she seemed to see the shadow of someone, constantly recalling the memories deep in her heart.
The mercenaries surrounding him also had expressions of admiration on their faces. In terms of strength, Mag may not be as good as them, but his delicate and skillful knife skills are truly a skill, and his control over the knife is really strong.
"Father, can I eat a lot of skewers of millet?" Amy looked up at Mag expectantly and asked.
"Well, of course Xiaomi can eat as much as he wants." Mag looked at Amy dotingly and nodded.
After handling the beef, Mag estimated how much everyone would eat. In addition to all the beef upper brain, he also cut into two large pieces of beef tenderloin, washed them with mountain spring, and then started to take out various seasonings and seasonings from his backpack. spices and even a folding grill pan.
Mag bought this after bargaining with the system when he was on the road. You can use local materials for barbecues in the wild, but you must pay attention to the grill plate, otherwise it will be smoky and the temperature is difficult to control, which will be extremely harmful. Greatly affects the quality of barbecue.
"Brother Mag, other mercenaries go into battle lightly and carry life-saving things with them. You...you just came out with a kitchen on your back." Dennis looked at Mag with a strange expression. There were things all over the floor, and he couldn't help but complain.
"You have to take care of the kids. There must be more things to prepare." Mag said with a natural expression, opened the kettle and poured Amy a glass of water, and then took some spring water with her hand for the ugly duckling to drink, using a large of paper bag begins to marinate the beef.
"Brother Mag is really a good father. My little boy is about the same age as the little girl. He wants to follow me to the wilderness every day, but I have never taken him out once." Scott raised his eyebrows at Mag. A thumbs up, with a somewhat emotional expression.
"When he grows up, he will also know that Brother Scott is a good father." Mag stopped what he was doing, looked up at Scott and said with a smile. After all, not everyone's children have level 4 magic. Teacher, taking the child into the wilderness is not taking the child into the fire pit.
"I hope so." Scott also had a smile on his face.
Mag started preparing the roast beef step by step, while the mercenaries sat on the floor, chatting, and watched in surprise as Mag sat and prepared the roast beef in a way they had never seen before. The process was so complicated that they, who were usually outside, were surprised. The mercenaries who mainly relied on dry food felt a little confused.
After all, they usually barbecue by themselves, that is, just brush some oil, and then put it directly on the fire to bake, and sprinkle some salt when it is almost cooked. The taste is random, sometimes it is not bad, sometimes it is accidentally burnt, but for them Taste is not the most important thing. In the wilderness, safety and efficiency are the most important.
If you had to be as particular about eating as Mag did every time, you would have no time to complete tasks. However, it was rare to be able to enjoy food cooked by professional chefs in the wilderness, which made everyone look forward to it.
Sam quickly came back carrying a large green bamboo. At Mag's request, the bamboo was split into bamboo sticks, skewered with marinated beef cubes and purple mink meat, and burned with wood. Pick out all the charcoal fire and put it into the stone oven and put it on the grill.
The mercenaries stopped talking at this moment and stared at Mag. Watching him cook was like watching a wonderful show. Every step was pleasing to the eye, although they couldn't understand why a simple barbecue needed to be divided into There are so many steps, but I can't help but look forward to how delicious such exquisite grilled beef skewers will be.
"It's all fancy. The beef skewers made this way will definitely not taste good." Eva, who was sitting in the carriage, glanced at Mag's back, took a bite of the coarse grain cake in her hand, and then took a big gulp of water. I swallowed the dry and hard cake and thought firmly in my heart.
Evan flew back with a few oranges in his hand, landed on the carriage again, handed two oranges to Eva, and said with a smile: "Eva, eat, freshly picked oranges."
"Thank you Master Evan." Eva took the orange with both hands full of surprise and held it carefully in her chest, as if she had received something very precious.
"You're welcome." A trace of disgust flashed through Evan's eyes, but he still kept a smile on his face. Looking at Mag, who was surrounded by everyone, he frowned slightly, and his eyes fell on Sivir, who looked expectant. There was even more on his forehead. The veins popped out faintly, and he clenched his fists.
When everything was ready, Mag reached out to test the temperature, grabbed a handful of beef skewers and put it on the grill.
The beef was placed on the hot grill, making a soft "squeaking" sound. The red charcoal fire provided blazing heat. The surface of the beef, covered with snowflake-like fat, quickly changed color, and the snowflakes became crystal clear and oily. Flowers sprouted out, and a faint scent of beef began to float in the air, and it continued to grow stronger.
The mercenaries' eyes gradually brightened, and they couldn't help but take a few deep sniffs.
Mag skillfully turned over the more than twenty skewers of roasted meat that were being roasted on the grill at the same time. When it was about seven degrees cooked, he picked up a brush and applied a layer of prepared sauce on the surface of the beef.
This sauce is like a catalytic bomb, causing the already rich beef aroma to explode instantly. The aroma of beef mixed with spices spreads to the surroundings.
"It smells so good!" Dennis looked at the beef skewers on the grill in disbelief.
"What an enticing aroma. Is this really what roast beef should taste like?" Sivir took a deep sniff, with a look of intoxication on his face.
"This smell...how is it possible!" Evan and Eva also looked at Mag's hand at the same time, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.
