The fat-headed fish struggled wildly in Mag's hands, its iron head shaking wildly, trying to break free from Mag's hands.
But Mag's hands clamped it tightly like iron pliers, allowing it to struggle. He picked up the black long sword, raised the sword and lowered it, and the two-headed fat-headed fish was split in two from the middle.
"This sword technique." Rom, who was a little confused about the weapon he had forged for himself and gave it to a chef to kill fish, his eyes lit up, and with a clean and sharp sword technique, he split the third-level big fish in half, flatly. The incision shows almost no difference between the two fish flaps, and the internal organs are evenly distributed on both sides without any damage.
Even if the masters of various races who lined up outside the store on weekdays were asked to take action, they probably wouldn't be able to do this.
The internal organs were removed, the sword was turned over, and the fine scales flew off. In the blink of an eye, the whole fish had turned into a fish head evenly divided into two halves on the plate.
Mag cut off a small section of the fish tail. Because the body of this fat-headed fish is extremely short and the meat is very plump, there is still a section of fish meat under the head. The utilization rate of the whole fish is very high.
"This is probably the fat-headed fish specially made for chopped pepper fish heads, right?" Mag glanced at the small half of the fish tail in his hand, threaded it on with a bamboo strip, and then put it directly on the fire for roasting. This is the ugly duckling. for dinner.
Remove the fish gills, make a few cuts on the fish meat, then add cooking wine, pepper, salt and other seasonings, spread evenly, and then set aside to marinate.
Take out the pickled chili peppers and pickled ginger purchased directly from the system from the bag, chop them on the small cutting board that comes with you, then pour a little cooking wine and put them on a small plate for later use.
Slice the ginger and cut the green onions into sections, spread them on the bottom of a large flat-bottomed bowl, then place the pickled fish heads on top, and spread the bright red chopped peppers on the fish heads.
A steaming pot was placed on the fire. The water in the pot was brought from a well not far away.
The fire quickly brought the pot to a boil. Mag placed the plate with the fish into the steamer, closed the lid, and let the fish steam in the pot. Then he only had to wait for it to come out of the pot.
Rom didn't know when he walked to the fire and looked at Mag in surprise.
He had never been a person who could cook for himself. He was used to drinking strong wine with a large piece of meat in a tavern. He had never watched other people cooking so seriously and up close.
Different from his imagination that the chef's cooking was crude and simple, Mag's focus on cooking was better than any outstanding blacksmith he had ever seen. His demeanor was calm and confident, and his movements were smooth and fluid, allowing him to see some reflections of himself.
His focused look made others hold their breath and concentrate for fear of disturbing his wonderful performance.
Mag turned the fish tail over smoothly, and when he looked up, he was a little surprised that Rom came to the fire and said with a smile: "Master Rom, please wait a moment, it will take some time before it is cooked."
"Yeah." Rom coughed slightly to cover up his embarrassment. Although he didn't think he would lose this gamble, after all, it was up to him to judge whether the dish was to his taste.
In the open space in front of the forge on the corner of the street, an elderly dwarf, a young chef, and a young half-elf gathered around the fire, quietly waiting for the fish head with chopped pepper to be cooked.
The ugly duckling raised his head and looked at the fish tail eagerly, and swallowed subconsciously. The aroma of grilled fish had begun to spread, which was a smell that made the cat addicted.
Mag picked up the bamboo stick and turned it around to confirm that the fish tail was roasted, and then he was ready to pick it off and give it to the ugly duckling.
"Father, let me give the ugly duckling a taste first." Amy came forward and said with an expression of devotion to her pet.
"Meow!" The ugly duckling quickly shook his head at Mag.
A smile appeared on Mag's face. The little guy was really greedy. He didn't even miss the ugly duckling's rations. He looked at the small fish tail in his hand, broke off a small piece and handed it to Amy, and then gave the rest to Amy. All put in front of the ugly duckling.
"Meow~"
The ugly duckling screamed gratefully at Mag, picked up the fish tail and swished up to the big tree next to it, squatted on the tree branch and ate his dinner.
Yami put the fish meat into his mouth, chewed it, and said with bright eyes: "Although there is no salt, it is still delicious."
Then she looked at the ugly duckling sitting on the tree branch.
As if feeling Amy's gaze, the ugly duckling slowly turned around and faced her with his butt, pretending not to see it.
"Okay, that's the ugly duckling's dinner. Let's make it delicious. The journey will not be easy." Mag said with a smile, took out a bag of rice noodles from his bag and put it aside, looking at the steamer filled with white mist. .
"You're so fat." Amy glanced at the ugly duckling and also turned her attention to the steamer.
After steaming over high heat for about ten minutes, Mag took off the steamer, took out the fish head, sprinkled with green scallions, poured a spoonful of soy sauce, heated up the oil, and poured it on top.
呲——
A wonderful sound sounded, hot chopped peppers were spread all over the fish head, oil droplets were jumping, and the hidden delicious taste was ignited at this moment.
The fiery red chopped pepper covers the white and tender fish head meat, and the hot aroma spreads over the surface.
"Gulu." Rom's throat rolled, and a trace of surprise appeared on his wrinkled face under the firelight, and his eyes shimmered.
"What a wonderful scent. Is this really the scent of fish? The warm feeling spreads across the floor, making people want to avoid it, but they can't help but come forward. It's so amazing..." Rom looked incredulously. Looking at the fish head with chopped pepper, my heart was filled with turmoil.
His stomach growled uncontrollably, making his old face turn red.
The corner of Mag's mouth curled up, and his stomach growled. Then everything would be easier. He put the pot on the fire again and replaced it with a pot of water.
"Master Rom, please sit here. There is only one fish to serve tonight." Mag picked up the fish head and walked to the side of the simple table and chair where the elderly usually sunbathe, put down the fish head and invited.
Amy had already trotted over, climbed on the chair and sat down obediently.
"Since I have agreed to the bet, I will take a bite." Rom thought in his heart and walked towards the small table.
"Please taste." Mag handed a pair of chopsticks to Rom.
Rom took the chopsticks, glanced at Mag, then picked up a piece of chopped pepper and put it into his mouth.
"No..." Mag wanted to stop it but it was too late.
"Well!!!"
Rom's face suddenly turned red, and the sour and spicy taste exploded on the tip of his tongue. The entire tongue almost no longer belonged to him. The hot feeling spread from the tip of his tongue to all parts of his body. The chill around him suddenly disappeared, and fine beads of sweat formed. Appears on the forehead.
"Huh~"
Rom exhaled, and after taking this bite of chili pepper, he felt that his whole body was clear.
"You should eat fish." Only then did Mag have time to say the next thing.
