"Yes, five judges will be selected first, and they will decide the outcome of this duel. How do you think the candidates will be selected?" Richie looked at Mag, his expression was still relaxed, but his eyes became a little serious. After all, This was a duel that cost him all his wealth and the efforts of three generations.
Outside Maimi's Restaurant, people spontaneously kept quiet. They all stood on tiptoes, stretched their heads and looked forward at Mag. Their faces were full of anticipation, and they were all guessing who would be selected for this duel. The judges, of course, also thought about whether such good luck would fall on their heads.
"Since it's a duel, and all our net worth is on the line, the judges must be more professional, so that whoever wins and who loses can be convinced." Mag looked around at the guests who were watching, and said with a smile: " Everyone here, please see if there are professionals around you who can recommend me, or if you think you are professional and fair enough, you can recommend yourself.”
"That's okay." Richie nodded, agreeing with Mag's approach. This method of selection is obviously more reliable than randomly recruiting five passers-by, but in this case, the guys and friends he arranged in the crowd will basically be the same. It's no use, but he is confident that he can defeat Mag in an upright manner at the barbecue.
"Boss Mai, President Robert of the Catering Association is here!" Harrison raised his hand and shouted in the crowd.
The crowd dispersed to both sides, letting Robert go.
"President Robert, I wonder if I could ask you to be one of the judges for this duel." Mag looked at Robert and said with a smile.
"President Robert!" Rich's eyelids twitched. Rich's Barbecue Restaurant was dropped from the food rankings when the new president took office. If he becomes a judge, it will be somewhat disadvantageous for me.
People also looked at Robert curiously, wondering whether he would agree. The Catering Association is the most official and authoritative catering organization in the City of Chaos. If the president of the Catering Association presides over this duel, fairness and authority will not be used at all. I was worried, but I didn't expect that what I thought was just a small-scale duel would actually lead to the president, making the duel even more exciting.
"Although I don't agree with cooking showdowns with stakes, this is a voluntary choice by both of you, so I won't interfere. Today I will judge this showdown as the president of the Catering Association." Robert walked slowly He came out and said with a serious expression.
"Thank you." Mag nodded with a smile. He was not afraid of authority, but he was worried about choosing five paid fake viewers. Robert was obviously not among those whom Richie could bribe.
"The famous food critic - Mr. Fei Peter is here!" Soon, another voice sounded from the crowd, which immediately caused an uproar and attention.
"I can promise you to be the judge of this competition." The crowd separated into a lane. Feipiter, wearing a gray and black windbreaker and holding a brown cane in his hand, stepped forward with pointed leather boots and looked up and down. Mag said with a hint of ridicule: "Your chef uniform is quite clean, but it looks like a saury wrapped in flour."
There was a burst of laughter from the crowd. Feipiter was well-known among gourmets in the City of Chaos, especially in the foodie circle, and was famous for his sharp tongue. Unexpectedly, he was here today and would also become a judge.
As soon as he appeared, he used his trademark venomous tongue to comment on Mag. Although Mag, who was dressed in a white and black chef's uniform, was far from the saury that had been overcooked with flour, it was foreseeable that today's duel would become more interesting because of him.
Richie couldn't help but smile on his face. Although he didn't have a good impression of this critic who had used various strange language to comment on Richie's Barbeque Restaurant many times, now it seemed that he seemed to be more fond of Mag. A little more hostile and aggressive, which is definitely good news.
"Your appearance is also quite good. A duck just out of the water doesn't have a perky butt like yours." Mag said with a smile as he watched Feipete gather his raised windbreaker at the tail behind him.
"If Yaya raises his butt, we can still compare." Amy looked at Feipete's clothes and said with a serious expression.
"Looking at it this way, the raised clothes really look like a duck that just came out of the water."
"Hahaha, I was laughing so hard. Boss Mai and Little Boss are so bad."
"It feels like Fei Peter has met his opponent, one against two, and completely defeated!"
The crowd was quiet for a moment, then burst into even louder laughter.
Feipiter's face turned a little red, and the curved mustache on his lips trembled. Usually, the restaurant owners would laugh and please him when he was sarcastic, but there had never been a situation where they were directly criticized like this. , looking at Mag and his daughter, he felt as if he had met his opponent. He took a deep breath to calm down, curled his lips and said: "The chef relies on his cooking skills to speak, and his strong words will not get him any points.
"You're right. If a chef doesn't have a good mouth, he can still rely on his cooking skills. If a critic doesn't have a good mouth, he won't even be able to eat." Mag's smile remained unchanged.
A venomous critic? Oh, then he is at the level of the Grandmaster. After all, he is probably the only one in the world who can punish someone from heaven and throw him directly into another world.
In comparison, this fellow from another world who took the same route as him back then was obviously a little more immature, and it happened to meet him.
It's just that his identity has changed from a critic to a chef and boss. He doesn't have the good temper to stand aside and listen to people's disses. His true temperament is to fight back. The poisonous tongue that has been suppressed for a long time has begun to show signs of recovery. .
"Hmph!" Feipitong was so angry that he couldn't speak. He snorted heavily to express his anger. He glanced at Mag and stood aside and stopped talking. However, he had already made up his mind to make a good comment later. The food cooked by this tight-lipped guy.
Richie couldn't help but want to laugh, and at the same time he was already happy in his heart. It was too late for others to please the judges, but Mag directly challenged him. It seemed that Feipete's vote was guaranteed.
Next, two more judges were elected from the crowd. One was a professor from Chaos Academy. He usually wrote some food reviews part-time and was somewhat famous. The other was the owner of Shire Barbecue Restaurant, a recognized A loyal boss, his barbecue restaurant ranks 50th on the gourmet list, and he is considered a professional in barbecue.
"There is still one last judge spot. Are there any recommendations or self-recommendations?" Mag asked, looking at everyone.
Zhuyu was in front, so most foodies would naturally not raise their hands at this moment. After all, it would be quite embarrassing if you couldn't say a word after going up, so they fell into silence for a while.
"Can I?" At this moment, a voice sounded. Although it was a question, it had an unquestionable feeling.
