"Gulu."
Three swallowing sounds sounded almost simultaneously.
"This...isn't this too fragrant?" Ivan, who was sitting in front of the stove, couldn't help but poked his head and looked into the yard next door. This was a fragrance he had never smelled before. Food could emit such a wonderful aroma. The fragrance, for the first time, he knew, was countless times more delicious than the fragrant soil in the backyard.
"It smells so good, it really smells good." Justin had already gotten up from the ground, holding on to the railing, and looked towards the yard next door. The male devil was flipping the big fish on the grill, holding a brush in his hand. He brushed something on the fish, and after a while, he took a small jar and sprinkled some powdery stuff on the fish, as if injecting soul, and the aroma of the fish meat was instantly stimulated.
"Wow!"
Justin was so greedy that he cried on the spot. He hugged the railing, looked back at Jimina and cried: "Mom, I want to eat that too..."
After putting down the jar of cumin powder, Mag turned around in surprise. Unexpectedly, the child next door was really greedy and cried.
"Wow, the little brother next door is crying with greed, but this grilled fish belongs to us." Amy sat on a chair nearby and declared her sovereignty seriously.
"Meow!"
The ugly duckling squawked in agreement.
"Whatever you think, it's not a shame." Jimina hit Justin on the head with a violent fist, hammering half of his head into the ground, just in time to recover his face.
"So cruel." Amy shrank her head and glanced at Mag and Irina. It seemed that her father and mother were really kind to her.
"I'm sorry, my kid gets hungry very quickly. When he's hungry, he wants to eat everything, even the dirt. His favorite thing to eat is the turtle stew I made." Jimina smiled at Mag and the others. He smiled, then glanced at Ivan who was staring at the grilled fish and swallowing his saliva.
"Yes, yes, our whole family loves stewed turtle." Ivan was excited and nodded hurriedly.
"It doesn't matter, kids, it's all the same." Mag nodded, a little surprised by the neighbor's cruel tutoring style. As for whether the child really likes to eat stewed turtles, I don't know.
"Who said that, I hate eating turtle stew the most." Justin muttered, covering his head and squatting in the corner. His head didn't matter, but his heart was hit hard. While crying, he couldn't help but look from the railing. Gap looked toward the yard over there.
In this world, besides turtle stew, there are indeed more delicious foods.
Is that male devil the legendary gourmet? How can we make such delicious food?
Mag took a plate and took out the charcoal-grilled fish. Sprinkled with a little chopped green onion, it immediately became fragrant and refreshing.
"Here, let's eat the grilled fish first." Mag placed the grilled fish in front of Amy and Irina, changed a baking sheet, brushed it with a little more oil, and placed the large lobsters with a cut on the back one by one. The grill and shrimp claws will still move slightly, but the sauce has penetrated perfectly, ensuring the quality of the meat and the wonderful taste.
Under the grilling of charcoal fire, the black and blue shrimp shells gradually begin to turn red, and the shrimp roe in the shrimp brains begins to sizzle with oil, and the unique flavor of shrimps also blooms.
For grilled shrimp, Mag uses a less oil strategy. The plump shrimp meat itself contains a lot of water. As the water evaporates, a gap appears between the shrimp meat and the shrimp shell. The previously marinated sauce has been perfectly absorbed. The shrimp meat is filled with fragrance.
"This is too tempting, I really want to eat it..." Justin stood up again at some point, hugging the pillar in the corner, choking, his eyes full of yearning.
"Well, it's delicious." Amy picked up a piece of fish, put it to her mouth, blew on it, then fed it to her mouth, shaking her head happily.
Irina also picked up a piece of fish and fed it to her mouth. It was a little different from the spicy grilled fish she had eaten at the restaurant. This grilled fish was simpler and had no side dishes.
The crispy fish skin is wrapped in the soft and tender fish meat. When you bite into it, the crispy fragrance blooms in your mouth, but the tender and delicious fish meat brings a wonderful surprise.
The unique aroma of fruit charcoal barbecue gives it a special temperament. Compared with the spicy grilled fish, the aroma of cumin in this grilled fish is more prominent, but it does not cover up the fresh aroma of the fish itself, and still achieves the right balance.
"It's a little different from the previous grilled fish, but it's still delicious." Irina picked up another piece of grilled fish. The freshly grilled fish was undoubtedly the most delicious.
"It's too much... The food tastes so delicious..." Justin's tears began to flow down again. This was the life he longed for.
"Don't cry, don't cry. Isn't the stewed turtle ready soon? I also know you want to eat the stewed turtle. Just wait a little longer. Do you need to cry so sadly?" Jimina grabbed Justin and carried him back to the stove. The man next to the stage pressed and comforted.
"Also... we don't want people to tell the truth..." Justin pursed his lips, full of grievances. When had he ever said that he liked to eat stewed turtles?
"Hold it." Jimina glared at him. This was related to the dignity and status of a housewife. She must not let anyone threaten or shake her status in this family.
Moreover, she still insists that the stewed turtle she made is the most delicious food in the world, bar none.
What kind of delicious food can a clumsy male devil make?
"Father." Justin looked at Ivan.
"Look at this bowl, it's big and round." Ivan said with a smile, picking up a big bowl and freestyle.
Justin sighed, forget it, he had never been able to count on his father.
"How about the grilled shrimp that I tried for the first time today." Mag brought three freshly grilled crayfish and put them on the table. The aroma of the charcoal-grilled crayfish was already blowing along with the heat, making people immersed in the grilled fish. Both Irina and Amy couldn't help but raise their heads amid the delicious food.
"It smells so good." Amy's eyes lit up, looking at the grilled crayfish that Mag placed in front of her, and reached out to grab the big red tongs.
"The pliers are still very hot now. Let's eat the body of the shrimp first." Mag quickly stopped her and gently cut the shrimp shell from both sides with the knife. A large piece of shrimp meat that had shrunk in water was easily removed by Mag with a fork. When stretched out, even if the water has shrunk, it is still as thick as Amy's wrist.
"Wow! What a big piece of meat!" Amy's eyes lit up, she took the fork with both hands, blew in front of her face, and then took a big bite.
"It's... delicious." Amy exhaled hot air and said vaguely, with a happy smile on her face.
At this moment, Jimina's stewed turtle was also finished. She stood up, took out a little bit of the smell with her hands, and then opened the lid of the pot.
A whole big sea turtle floated on its back in the thick white soup, and the heat was accompanied by a hint of fishy smell.
"This is the grilled crayfish I made. I didn't prepare many ingredients. Let the kids have a taste." At this time, Mag walked to the railing with a grilled crayfish and said with a smile.
