Chapter 1504 I'm Actually Not Good at Being a Teacher at All

The thin beef is covered with a layer of crystal red oil, and as it approaches, the spicy taste of the red oil gradually wafts.

Looking at its color, it is bright red and shiny, and its smell is spicy but not pungent. The appearance and fragrance have basically met the basic requirements of couple's lung tablets.

Then feed it into your mouth.

The beef is soft and rotten, and it melts in the mouth with a light bite. The spicy and delicious fragrance blooms in the mouth, intertwined with the aroma of the beef, which is worthy of the word delicious.

However, Mag frowned slightly. After thinking for a while, he picked up a piece of tripe and fed it to his mouth.

The tripe is quite crisp, but after chewing, some parts are not easy to chew and swallow.

McGonagall thought about it, and probably figured out the problem.

Harris looked at McGonagall nervously, looking forward to his comment.

However, Mag put down his chopsticks and did not comment directly. Instead, he rinsed his mouth carefully with mouthwash, changed to a pair of clean chopsticks, and picked up a piece of beef as well.

From the appearance point of view, it is not much different from the one made by Ha Sui, but the aroma of red oil is a bit more mellow.

Feed the beef into your mouth, chew it gently with your teeth, the tender taste gives you a refreshing feeling, and the meaty aroma of the beef itself is mixed with the spicy flavor of the stewed meat and red oil, bursting in the mouth, bringing surprises taste and delicious taste.

Mag nodded. This is the correct taste. It is tender rather than soft and rotten. It looks similar, but the taste and taste of the entrance are completely different, and it is the control of the fire that determines all of this.

The aroma of the red oil is also more mellow and fragrant than that of Haris, and the taste of chili and various spices is completely boiled into the red oil.

Then Mag picked up another piece of tripe and fed it into his mouth. The crisp and chewy taste brought a wonderful enjoyment between the teeth, and it was crisp and tender, and there was no situation where it could not be chewed.

Compete with each other.

"The Husband and Wife Lung Slices of Harley, the knife skills have been perfected, and the cooking steps and process are not at fault, but because they are not familiar with the spices and ingredients, and the cooking method is a little strange, which leads to the incoherence of the cooking process and affects the The final product of Husband and wife lung slices.

The beef is too soft and melts in the mouth, so you can't enjoy the rich meaty aroma brought by chewing the beef. The tripe is a bit too old, and the taste is crisp but not tender. At the same time, part of it cannot be chewed, which greatly affects the texture and taste of the tripe.

It is the first time to cook husband and wife lung slices, and it is excellent to be able to do this. "Meg looked at Harris and said with a smile.

"Master, thank you, thank you." Harry smiled modestly, his expression gradually complacent, and it was within his expectation that there were some problems with the control of the heat. After all, it was the first time, and there were not enough ingredients for such a cooking method. I understand, it is really good to be able to reproduce it as completely as possible.

Mag then looked at Chebman and said: "However, in comparison, Chebman's couple's lung slices have already reached a fairly high level, whether it's boiled red oil, or beef and offal. The marinade shows his understanding of this dish. Moreover, he has perfectly grasped the rhythm in the control of the fire.

The tender beef and the crispy beef tripe all present the essence and delicacy of husband and wife lung slices.

To be able to make this level of husband and wife lung slices for the first time is enough to be called a genius! "

The smile on Harry's face gradually froze,

Suddenly something is not right.

There is a gap between excellence and genius.

He never thought that one day these two words would be used on him and Chebman, and the outstanding one is him, and the genius is Chebman!

"So, for this first attempt at a couple's lung slice, I chose the couple's lung slice made by Chebman." McGonagall pointed to Chebman.

"No way..." Hasui's expression collapsed, and such a thing actually happened.

You must know that Chebman is really slow to learn. Every time he teaches him a new dish, it takes him at least a month to learn it.

But today, I learned it after only watching Mag's demonstration and explanation once, which is not Chebman at all!

Chebman quickly shook his head and said: "I'm stupid, thanks to the guidance of my grand master, I can understand and comprehend the couple's lungs so quickly, let alone beat my master."

"Let me try it too." Harry was still a little unconvinced, picked up a piece of beef that he made himself with his chopsticks, as Mag said, the beef was too soft and rotten, with almost no taste, and lost the original beef taste.

"This tastes terrible." Harry frowned. The problem of the heat was indeed serious, and he completely lost the taste he should have.

He then picked up a piece of Chebman's beef and fed it to his mouth.

The delicate taste, combined with the spicy red oil, the stewed fragrance accompanied by the aroma of the meat becomes more and more fragrant as you chew, bringing a double pleasure of chewing and deliciousness.

"I suspect you've been playing me." After a long time, Harris silently put down his chopsticks and looked at Chebman with a complicated expression.

Chebman was ashamed and didn't know how to answer the conversation for a while.

Harris then let out a long breath, and said with some gratitude: "Fortunately, I calmed down just now, and I didn't bet on another master."

"Compared to these two couple's lung slices, the one I made is indeed completely crushed. The gap is not only in the control of details, but also in the understanding of this dish." Harris said frankly, but Still looking at Mag with some curiosity, "Master, how did you manage to open up this elm head? This is something I have been trying to train for more than 20 years but have not been able to do it."

"Look." Mag slowly raised his middle finger, "This is the legendary golden finger, there won't be anything there."

Harry looked at Mag's raised middle finger. Although he felt that something was wrong, he couldn't help but begged because of his strong curiosity, "Then give me some too."

"That's fine, I'll let the teacher guide you." McGonagall nodded, and raised her middle finger to Harry's brow with a solemn expression.

"Ah~~"

"Shut up! Don't make such strange noises."

"Hmm~~"

Mag withdrew his fingers and took two steps back.

Harris, on the other hand, still had his eyes closed, his eyebrows raised slightly, and his expression was a bit exciting.

The messy information about Husband and wife's lungs in his mind seemed to be guided by this finger, and quickly sorted into information that he could easily accept, and some problems that he hadn't figured out before were all solved.

"This... this is too amazing!" About three minutes later, Harry opened his eyes and looked at Mag in amazement, "I really can't order anything, I can do anything! Master, you What a genius teacher."

"It's just a small skill. I'm actually not good at being a teacher at all." Mag shook his head and said modestly. like

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