The girls all looked at Mag. There was a top chef here. Is Edie going to show off her roast lamb skills in front of Mag?
Mag, however, nodded expectantly and said, "Then you'll have a hard time."
Most of the herdsmen on the grasslands are experts in barbecue. Whether it is roasted whole sheep on the grasslands of Inner Mongolia or red willow barbecue of the Luobu people, as long as you are lucky, you can always taste delicious food that you cannot taste in the city.
Mag learned how to grill mutton skewers and grilled pig eyes, but he didn't dare to say that he was an expert in barbecue. He just took advantage of the system and had some superficial knowledge.
It would be great if you could learn from a real expert.
Coming to this world, probably the biggest change for him was learning to lower his attitude.
In the past, he always felt that there was no goal to strive for in this life, and he only lived to do as he pleased, but now it was different. He truly saw the depth of the chef profession, which was like a vast sea of stars. If he wanted to become a bright star in it, he must Just keep learning and making progress.
"Guests, please come here." Edie led Mag and the others into a large tent. The interior of the tent was very simple. The bluesilver grass on the ground had been cut, the mud was simply compacted, and there was only an earthen bed. Each family moved The little mazaar came, and they managed to get a dozen of them together. The sheepskin tents blocked the wind and were quite warm, but there was just a bit of livestock stench.
This is not a big deal to the herdsmen. The smell is indispensable to the cattle and sheep rolling around.
But for Mag and the others, this smell was a bit unfriendly.
"Every distinguished guest, wait here for a moment. I'm going to roast lamb for you all. Roasting whole lamb is the main feast, but the roasting time will be longer. I'll roast some lamb for you to eat later." Edie put Mag They made arrangements and asked a few clever girls to accompany them in the tent.
"It smells like sheep." Amy sniffed it and looked around, but she didn't mean to dislike it.
After a while, several herdsmen came in with pottery bowls, handed bowls of steaming goat milk to Mag and the others, and motioned for them to drink with honest smiles.
Although these herdsmen did not speak the common language, their warm smiles still infected everyone. The hospitality was hard to resist, or maybe the rich warm milk fragrance was too tempting, so everyone picked up the goat milk and drank it.
Mag had drank goat's milk on the grassland. The goat's milk processed by the herdsmen themselves had a somewhat unpleasant smell even after it was boiled, and it was not as good as imagined.
But this time the goat milk was a bit beyond his expectation.
The muttony smell of goat's milk has been handled very well, and its existence is almost not felt. In other words, the goat's milk itself has no muttony smell. It is warm and sweet in the mouth. It is completely different from the goat's milk he has drunk in the past. It takes one sip. My belly feels warm all over, and my lips and teeth are fragrant.
"Good breasts." Mag's eyes lit up and she couldn't help but praise.
Camilla and Angela looked up at Mag at the same time.
"Good goat's milk." Mag added without blushing and without a beating heart. He almost said something that his mother was not allowed to say.
Gurgling.
The delicious goat's milk quickly fell into everyone's stomach, and the original feeling of restraint was broken by this bowl of warm goat's milk.
The herdsmen looked at this scene with proud smiles on their faces. The Buck tribe only produces the best goat milk.
Amy put down the empty bowl, licked the corner of her mouth with her little tongue, and said expectantly: "Goat milk is delicious, and the roasted lamb must also be very delicious!"
Mag handed the empty bowl to the herdsman girl, expressed his gratitude, and then stood up and said, "I want to see them roasting sheep. Do you want to go?"
"I'm going." Amy said, holding up the ugly duckling.
"Meow~" The ugly duckling who had just fallen asleep squinted his eyes and looked confused.
"I want to go too, sister Sheryl, let's go too." Anna stood up and took Sheryl's hand. This was her first time on the grassland, but she wanted to go outside to play. If she could ride a horse, Horses are even better.
"Okay." Sheryl stood up.
"Let's go too, it must be great to play on the grassland." Mia pulled Elizabeth up and said with a smile.
"Okay, let's go then." Mag nodded and took the lead out of the tent.
Although it is close to the snow-capped mountains and the temperature is relatively low, due to the blue silver grass, the temperature is still about ten degrees. For everyone who comes from the chaotic city wrapped in ice and snow, this temperature is completely fine.
Moreover, the fresh air on the grassland, the snow-capped mountains half-covered by clouds and mist in the distance, and the blue sky are all refreshing.
Everyone obviously preferred the outside to the dark tent that smelled a bit of sheep.
Mag expressed with body language that they wanted to see the process of roasting sheep, and the herdsmen who understood it immediately took them around to the back of the tent, where a group of herdsmen were busy slaughtering, bleeding, and skinning the sheep.
Not far away, several herdsmen had lit a fire and were throwing thick wood into it.
The arrival of Mag and the others immediately attracted everyone's attention. Many people put down their work and smiled friendly towards Mag and the others.
Edie had just bled a sheep. When he heard the noise, he put down his knife and turned around. He looked at Mag and the others in surprise, "Dear guests, why are you here? Please wait in the tent for a while. The lamb will be roasted in no time.”
"It doesn't matter, we are more interested in the process of roasting sheep, so we want to see for ourselves how you roast sheep." Mag said with a smile, his eyes were attracted to the black goat that had its neck wiped and was still struggling. .
He slaughtered thousands of polar black goats in the God of Cooking space last night. With just one glance, he was 100% sure that the black goat over there that was about to die completely was the target he was looking for.
"System, come out and take a look. I have found this polar black goat." Mag said with some pride. It really took no effort to find it after breaking through the iron shoes. Before he could ask, the goat knocked on the door by itself. coming.
"The search for the Polar Black Goat has been completed. Please ask the host to personally capture a Polar Black Goat before the mission is truly completed." the system replied.
"Okay." Mag agreed in a relaxed tone. Since these herdsmen can catch a polar black goat, they must know where to find them. Catching one will naturally be no difficulty.
"Why is this sheep different from the ones we just saw? Isn't it a breed on the grassland?" Mag walked forward, looked at the black goat and asked curiously.
"The guest has good discernment. This black goat is indeed not a sheep on our grassland. It only appears on the snow-capped mountains. It can run on steep cliffs like flying. It is extremely difficult to catch, but its meat is incomparable to ordinary mutton. It is simply It is the holy sheep among sheep." Edie said with a smile: "This one was caught in the trap we set up on the mountain yesterday and is going to be used to roast the whole lamb for the guests."
