When Mag pulled out the folding grill from under the black cloth and took out an insulated box of beef skewers with serial numbers, the noisy classroom fell silent.
Everyone looked at the grill that Mag had erected and the fresh beef in the incubator with strange expressions.
They had attended many parent-teacher meetings, and this was the first time they heard that someone had brought a grill to school. Could it be that they were preparing to barbecue the children on site?
The expressions of teachers from various subjects are also holding back laughter. What kind of trouble is this? Will the parent-teacher conference turn into a barbecue party?
"Um...Mr. McGonagall..." Luna hesitated. Although she couldn't say there was a problem there, she still felt that this seemed a bit strange.
Mag also found that his grilled beef skewers seemed a bit out of place, but he had brought the belt, and it seemed even weirder to carry it back again. He could only bite the bullet and said: "Teacher Luna, I prepared some for the children." Can the beef skewers be grilled outside? The beef skewers are more delicious if they are freshly grilled."
"We really want to roast beef for the children on the spot."
Everyone burst into laughter. This is probably the most embarrassing request made by parents in previous parent-teacher conferences.
"Did Boss Mai misunderstood what I said this morning?" Geergi, who was sitting next to him, muttered with a strange look on his face.
"Husband, what did you say to Boss Mai this morning?" Miranda asked softly.
"I would say that parents usually bring some snacks and gifts for their children... maybe the snacks that Boss Mai has in mind are roast beef skewers." Geergyi shrugged, but soon smiled again, " However, we may be in luck again today.”
"This..." Luna was a little confused. She had never seen this situation before, and she had never heard of it from other teachers.
According to the school's regulations, it doesn't seem to say that parents are not allowed to bring barbecues during parent-teacher meetings, but this is a school after all, and having barbecues in school seems a bit inappropriate, which makes Luna a little confused.
"The beef skewers my father roasts are super delicious. There is no better roast beef in the world." Amy said to the children with a proud look on her face.
"Mom, I want to eat grilled beef skewers."
"I want to eat too! I want to eat too!"
After being tempted by Amy and imagining the steaming barbecue, the children suddenly became uneasy.
The half-bald Common Language teacher smiled and said: "Teacher Luna, I think Mr. McGonagall's proposal is very interesting. Doesn't the school have regulations that prohibit barbecues at parent-teacher meetings? Why don't we set a precedent?"
"Yes, it's rare that this year's Academy Contribution Award will be given to our class. This is an honor that Qingya Garden has never had before." The common sense teacher nodded.
Luna looked at the enthusiastic students and the smiling Mag. She hesitated for a moment, then nodded with a smile and said, "Then there is Mr. Lomag."
"Okay." Mag got Luna's permission and walked out of the classroom carrying the grill and beef. He didn't forget to turn back to Amy and said, "Amy, I need your help."
"I'm happy to serve you." Amy jumped to follow, with a smile on her face. She was able to eat delicious roast beef skewers at school. This was really a happy thing.
The primary (second) class was on the first floor. There was an open space outside the door. Mag directly set up the grill on the open space and placed the various seasonings and sauces that needed to be used on the shelves of the grill.
Children and parents were in the classroom, looking curiously from the windows and doorways.
"Amy, use a small fireball to burn all these charcoals red." Mag said, pointing to the smokeless charcoal placed in the grill.
"Okay." Amy nodded, and a purple-red flame appeared in her palm and condensed into a small fireball, which she casually threw into the pile of coals.
The flame went out as soon as it lit up. In an instant, all the smokeless carbon in the grill was ignited, glowing red and distributing heat evenly.
Sally stood aside and watched with a smile. She couldn't help much with the skewers, but she could help distribute them to the children after they were baked.
"Wow, magic!"
The children looked at this scene with expressions of wonder and admiration on their faces. For them, magic is still quite far away, but Amy can already pinch a fireball with her fingers.
"Very good, thank you Amy." Mag said with a smile. As expected, letting Amy light the fire is much more convenient and faster than using something like alcohol, and the charcoal fire burns to the right level, which is suitable for direct barbecue. A lot of time.
"Haha, the sanitary conditions for barbeque directly outside do not meet the standards at all, and it is not clear whether the source of the beef is clean and healthy. It is brought directly in a box. Our children and I will never eat barbecue cooked like this. "A thin man with a slicked back hair, shiny hair, and quite well-dressed curled his lips.
"Yes, you still need to be particular about what you feed your children. Our children are never allowed to eat this kind of food outside. Even if they eat out in restaurants, they have to bring their own tableware." The man sitting next to him was wearing a uniform The young woman in the green dress responded, hugging the chubby little boy in her arms, her eyes full of doting.
"Well, I won't eat it." The little boy Joseph nodded firmly, and then asked in a low voice: "Mom, when I go back later, can I eat three fried chickens?"
The words of Joseph's parents also caused some parents to worry. Although this was the good intention of Amy's father, which child was not their favorite, so whether to let the children eat this barbecue made the parents a little hesitant.
"Be particular about it? Boss Mai is much more particular about it than you are. Can you find a second restaurant in the chaotic city that is cleaner than Mai Mi's restaurant?" Geerji glanced at the couple and mocked softly, looking at the couple who had already started. Mag put the beef skewers on the grill with a look full of anticipation.
"It seems that we have to work harder, otherwise I might not even be able to see her heels." Palmer, who was sitting by the window, looked at the certificate rolled up in Amy's hand and thought silently in his heart.
"There shouldn't be a problem, right?" Luna looked in the direction of the principal's office with some worry. Although there was no provision in the school rules, she should be the first head teacher to agree to let parents have a barbecue in the school.
The marinated beef skewers are placed on the hot iron rack, and the oil overflows from the plump beef upper brain meat, making a wonderful sizzling sound.
The aroma of roast beef gradually began to emit, and became stronger and stronger, spreading in all directions.
"smell good!"
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