"Yes, I want a bunch of roasted pig eyes." Vanessa nodded with a smile.
Sean's lips moved, but he still held back his refusal. How could he be a general who roamed the battlefield, and his expression remained unchanged even after entering and exiting the bloody battlefield, so how could he be frightened by a bunch of roasted pig's eyes.
This time his father sent him as an envoy to the City of Chaos, and the more important purpose was to bring Vanessa home. If this task was not completed, no matter how good the envoy was, it would be a failure.
"Okay, please wait a moment." Mia nodded, then ordered other dishes for them and walked towards the kitchen.
"It turns out that this perverted hot girl is a brave warrior who dares to face the perverted and hot people. She is really extraordinary." Everyone looked at Vanessa sideways.
During this time, Vanessa, Abraham and others became famous among diners for being active in the hot pot section and specializing in spicy dishes.
After all, perverted spicy food not only tests the mouth and stomach, but also the flowers in the back garden.
This kind of abnormally spicy food is always served, even double or triple the amount of abnormally spicy food, which is simply not acceptable to ordinary people.
However, she didn't expect that the first person to order the roasted pig's eye was everyone who was a little fearful and cautious.
"Uncle, aren't you very interested in this new product? Why don't you order a bunch to try it?" Vanessa looked at Abraham strangely and said.
"Don't worry, you ordered it anyway, let Sean try the poison first." Abraham chuckled.
Sean: "..."
"Well, that's a good idea." Vanessa nodded with a smile, with a sly smile on her face, asking you to urge me to go home, and then let you eat something impressive and go home.
"Boss, Miss Windsor's table ordered a roasted pig's eye, but no one else ordered anything else." Mia entered the kitchen and looked at Mag.
"Well, it's good. At least someone ordered, right?" Mag said with a smile, looking up at Vanessa and others sitting at the table facing the window, her eyes lingered on Sean for a moment, and the corner of her mouth He tilted his head slightly, quickly looked away, and continued to shake the wok in his hand.
"That's true." Mia nodded.
"Ten servings of Yangzhou fried rice." Mag shook his big spoon, one bowl at a time, and in a blink of an eye, he filled up all the plates spread out on the side, signaling to Barbara who was standing aside to serve.
"How long do you have to wait?" Sean glanced at the restaurant full of people. They were the last table. If the dishes were served in order, they would probably have to wait a long time.
"No need, Boss Mai can cook quickly." Vanessa looked back in the direction of the kitchen and said with confidence.
After hearing this, Sean raised his head and glanced in the direction of the kitchen. From his position, he could see a lot of space in the kitchen through the transparent display window. The bright kitchen was not small. Although there were many things placed, it didn't look like anything. It looked messy, and a somewhat familiar figure wandered among the different kitchen utensils, skillfully controlling the entire kitchen and constantly outputting delicious food one after another.
The most eye-catching thing was the grill almost facing him. The charcoal fire was already burning, but no ingredients were placed on it.
"Should the pig's eyes be roasted here?" Sean frowned slightly, feeling a bad premonition in his heart.
Before he could look back, Mag had already walked over with a transparent crystal basin, and in the crystal basin, there were actually huge pig eyes, stacked densely together, making Rao feel He was used to seeing bloody scenes on the battlefield, and his scalp was numb.
"He's coming, he's coming, he's coming with pig's eyes."
Abraham stretched his neck with great interest. For a good foodie, he must have enough curiosity and keen sense of smell for some unusual ingredients. He can wait for a while, but he must Keep enough attention and never let yourself miss any delicious food.
"Really?" Vanessa covered her face with her hands, then slowly turned her head and peeked through her fingers, then immediately turned her head back, her face slightly changed and said, "Wow, it's so scary. He actually has really big eyes.”
Laura, who was sitting next to her, trembled and did not dare to look back.
"It's just a pig's eye, not enough evidence." Sean coughed dryly and waved his hands indifferently.
"Brother Sean is such a brave man. He dared to watch Boss Mai roast pig eyes." Vanessa said with admiration.
Sean, who was about to look back, his expression froze and his throat rolled, so he could only continue to look calm and calm, watching the man in the window reach out and pick up an eyeball from the crystal basin, and then deftly Pierce it on a bamboo stick and reciprocate several times, and a string of five pig eyes will be pierced.
The eyeballs were dug out from the roots, and were still somewhat bloodshot. The eyes were clear and looked very fresh. They must have been dug out not long ago. After being strung together, they looked even weirder, as if they were being stared at by one eye after another. He was feeling unwell.
From the corner of Mag's eyes, she caught the change in Sean's expression. The corners of her mouth were slightly raised. The skewer of pig eyes in her hand was turned around on her fingertips. She put it on the grill first, and then quickly put on two more skewers. Place on the grill and cook slowly over low heat.
A string of qualified grilled pig eyes must be roasted slowly on the grill for twenty minutes, which is a test of patience and control of the heat.
Sitting in front of the grill and staring at this process also tests the diners' mental endurance. After all, this scene is indeed not that refreshing.
The eye-to-eye game has officially begun.
Many customers who were close to the display window couldn't help but curiously took a look, and many people immediately looked away, saying they couldn't accept it.
There were also a few guests with heavy tastes who stared at Mag with curiosity, wanting to see how Mag roasted these scary-looking pig eyes.
Put the pig's eye on the grill that has been preheated for a while, and the subcutaneous fat on the surface will begin to simmer and oil, and the plump and round eyeball will gradually begin to deform and change color.
This is a very slow process. If you want to see this change clearly, you must look into those dead pig eyes and stare at them seriously.
In order to maintain his image as an iron-blooded soldier and a brave brother, Sean watched the process of Mag roasting pig eyes with a happy expression. His pupils gradually dilated and his eyes fell more on Mag.
This chef, whom he had met once before at the palace banquet, did have the feeling of General Yum Victory standing on the battlefield when he stood in the kitchen. He had only seen this kind of aura from that person. Back then, he could only stand. Behind that man, I watched him lead the frontier troops to incredible victories one after another.
It wasn't until the last two people disappeared and he took that position that he gradually understood that that kind of 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 were too impactful or something else that gave him this illusion.
