Chapter 1608 Do You Even Copy the Copy?

Put the pig’s eyes in a string and roast them on the grill. The temperature must not be too high, otherwise the scorching eye jelly may burst and splash your face.

Flip back and forth over low heat and roast carefully. During this process, various sauces and spices are constantly brushed on, waiting patiently for the eyeballs to be cooked from the inside to the outside.

The skin of the pig's eye is sizzling with oil, and the fragrance gradually wafts out.

"It seems that's the case." Mag raised his eyebrows slightly, flipping the roasted pig's eye in his hand, and slowly moved to the area with more intense firepower.

"puff--"

There was a sound of an eyeball bursting, and an eyeball on the skewer suddenly burst, hot eyeballs splashed out, and part of it flew towards his face.

"Fuck, it's really going to explode!" Mag tilted his head, easily avoiding the eyeballs.

"Puff puff puff—"

And almost at the same time, the remaining pig's eyes all burst out.

Mag hastily let go of the bamboo stick in his hand, and at the same time took two steps back, narrowly avoiding the scorching eyes that exploded.

"This is probably the most dangerous dish I've ever cooked, right?" Mag looked at the messy grill and wall, and the corners of his mouth twitched in embarrassment. If this happened in a real kitchen, it would be terrible. It was an accident.

There was no need for Mag to clean up. After about five seconds, the grill and countertop were clean again.

"It seems that we still need to operate in strict accordance with the experience and standards of experts. It is not good to be too confident." Mag quickly corrected his attitude, took a bamboo skewer and re-pierced a string of pig eyes, and stood in front of the roaster with a serious expression. Restart the roasting of the pork eyes before racking.

Roasted pig eyes are too demanding on the heat, which makes Mag, who has mastered the skill of flipping two hundred roast beef kebabs at the same time, a little impatient, but after experiencing a blast, his temper was very good. Put it away.

Beef cubes won't explode, it's a temperamental ingredient, you have to coax it.

After about 20 minutes, the pig's eyes have been roasted into a shiny brown color, and the whole body has shrunk a lot. The fat skin has shrunk and is still sizzling with oil. , sprinkle with cumin pepper, and turn it over twice, and it's done.

"With a little patience, it doesn't seem to be difficult." Mag looked at the roasted pig's eyes in his hand, and there were four pig's eyes on a bamboo stick.

The roasted pig's eye looks like the horror value has plummeted a lot,

At least he won't inadvertently meet a pair of dead pig eyes.

However, for most people, such an appearance still has a strong impact, especially after knowing that it is a roasted pig's eye, it is estimated that many people will resist it.

Mag looked at the roasted pig's eye in his hand. If the aroma after roasting was not too tempting, and he was used to things like pig's eye, otherwise he might not necessarily try this super dark dish.

"System, did I succeed?" Mag asked casually, "I have never tasted roasted pig's eyes in my previous life. There should be no standard for this dish, right?"

"First point: Counting from the top, the skin of the third pig's eye is too dry and hard, because it has too little fat, so it should be baked with oil separately during the roasting process. This is what an excellent chef does during the cooking process. should take the initiative to discover and solve problems.”

"The second point: the second pig's eye was not worn tightly, and the position was shifted during the roasting process, and the whole pig's eye was not qualified. Carelessness will ruin a dish."

"The third point:..."

The system singles out the mistakes Meg made during the seemingly perfect roast.

"That said, there are indeed a lot of problems." Mag nodded and accepted the system's picky suggestion. If it was only to this extent, he would be able to complete this roasted pig's eye in a short time. It was all about the details.

"Roasted Pig's Eye Success Criteria:

One bite, the pig's eye serum bursts out, without any fishy smell, it is endless aftertaste;

The eyeball has a sensual texture, and the texture is touching when chewed. It is tough on the outside and tender on the inside, soft and juicy, and has a chewy texture;

The crisp lens and cornea, like brittle bones, bring a different chewing pleasure. "

The system then issued standards.

Mag: "???"

"In other words, the system, if my memory is not lost due to time travel, then I should have never eaten roasted pig's eyes, right? I didn't raise such an excessive standard, did I?" McGonagall asked with a frown. Broad requirements mean higher requirements, because the system will perform according to the highest standards.

"This is a series of copywriting in life." The system replied.

"You even copied the copywriting?" Mag rolled his eyes.

"Isn't this indicating the source?" the system said confidently.

"I..." Mag opened his mouth, but was speechless, but quickly said: "I think this copywriting may contain elements of bragging."

"As a candidate for God of Cooking, you have the top-notch barbecue experience. If you can't even meet the requirements of the copywriting, it's worse than bragging."

"Fuck you!" Mag thought for a while, as if there was some truth to it, and soon threw himself into the eyes of the roasted pig.

Cooking delicacies beyond the imagination of diners is what a pursuing chef should do.

Just like a bowl of ordinary soy milk or an ordinary fried dough stick, in the hands of different chefs, they can also glow with different colors.

And what Mag has to do is to make the food glow with the most beautiful colors in his hands.

"The taste is slightly poor, fail!"

"The fishy smell of eyeball fluid has not been eliminated, failure!"

"fail……"

The number of days on the wall is slowly decreasing, Mag accepts the failures again and again with a blank face, the grilling technique is getting more and more proficient, and the pig's eye skewers in his hand have changed from one to two, three, and a whole Bundle!

For a moment, Mag felt that he was integrated with the skewer in his hand and the oven below. He could sense the hot temperature of the charcoal in the stove, feel the subtle changes of the skewer during roasting, and then at the right time Flip skewers over and brush with suitable oil and sauce.

This is a very mysterious feeling, as if time has slowed down, and he can control everything as he wants.

"Ding!"

“Perfect Roast Pig’s Eye Achieved!”

Mag put a handful of hungry pig eyes that had just been tested on the plate in front of him, and heard the sound of the system.

"Did it succeed?" Mag didn't show too much surprise, but showed a little surprise. He felt that this roasted pig's eye was not perfect enough, and he could do better next time.

He looked up at the countdown on the wall, and the time had passed a hundred days before he knew it.

"It's no wonder that it's not easy to learn how to grill, and it's even more difficult to become a master." Mag sighed in his heart. The time to learn this roast pig's eye is almost as long as it took to learn how to jump over the wall.

Mag didn't rush out of the God of Cooking trial ground, but continued to devote himself to the eyes of the roast pig. He wanted to make it more perfect.