"Chef Beate's beef stew is very delicious, but in comparison, Mr. Mag's steak is obviously more in line with my taste, so I choose Mr. Mag." Hill said with a smile.
"I chose him. This is how beef should be done." Camilla looked at Mag and said, her eyes flickering, not knowing what she was thinking.
The four judges have expressed their opinions, and everyone's eyes are on Jeffrey. Although Jeffrey's decision will not affect the result of the competition, he is the president after all, and his judgment will still have a lot of influence.
Spich clenched his fists and stared at Jeffrey. If Jeffrey was still on his side, then he would not lose today.
Mag also looked at Jeffrey, an old man whose expression didn't change much from beginning to end. He felt a bit like the old man in his family back then.
This kind of old fox who has been working hard in the mall all his life is the most difficult to deal with, because you have no way of guessing what he is thinking in his heart.
And this old man single-handedly created and developed the Aden Chamber of Commerce.
The easiest way to overturn the semi-racial discrimination rules of the Aden Chamber of Commerce is to ask this old man to give up his position as president and then modify the rules.
Jeffrey didn't care about the stares and said calmly: "In this duel, the steak cooked by Mr. McGonagall of Maimi's restaurant was better than the beef cooked by Chef Beate of Ducasse restaurant." It’s delicious, I vote for Mr. McGonagall.”
"Mr. McGonagall, unanimously selected!"
"I really didn't expect such a result! Someone can actually win the unanimous victory in the duel with Chef Beate!"
“I have a hunch that this Maimi’s restaurant is going to be a big hit in the City of Chaos!”
"What is the origin of this Mag? He suddenly jumped out and disrupted the catering industry in the City of Chaos."
After the dust settled, a commotion broke out in the crowd. From the beginning to the announcement of the result, this duel was full of ups and downs. Except for a few people who had eaten at Maimi's restaurant, no one expected that it would be like this. result.
Besides lamenting the outcome of this duel, what these guests cared about most was Mag.
This man who has won the favor of Miss Hill and the city lord since his appearance, and who has defeated Chef Beate in the cooking duel with an absolute advantage, is destined to become the man who gets the most attention tonight.
Most of the guests present were the best businessmen in the City of Chaos. Their keen sense of smell allowed them to easily judge a person's value. Rising stars like Mag were obviously the most worthy of friendship.
"This... how is this possible!" Cyril looked at the triumphant Mag and the dejected Beate with some difficulty. This was a huge deviation from the result he expected. He even thought of sarcastic words. Okay, I just don’t have the chance to say it now.
I thought that Mag would fail in the duel, lose a prosperous shop, and become the laughing stock of the whole audience.
Unexpectedly, Mag stepped on the two shining golden stepping stones of Ducasse and Beate, and immediately became the focus of everyone's attention.
"That's a position that only I deserve!" Cyril clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, wishing he could eat Mag alive.
"President...do you want to give up on Ducasse?" Spich swayed, completely panicked.
Every year, some new restaurants appear in Aden Square, many of which have good taste and environment. However, after the test of time, some have closed down, and some have survived and disappeared from the public. No one can compare to Ducasse Restaurant. pose a threat.
However, Spike now feels a crisis in Mag.
A young, but calm opponent.
Moreover, this opponent is also very powerful and has a background beyond imagination.
Even the president, who had been standing behind Ducasse's restaurant, no longer seemed to be firmly on his side.
This was the most unacceptable result for him.
"Thank you." Mag nodded slightly, turned to look at Beate who looked a little depressed, and said sincerely: "There is no doubt that you are an excellent chef."
Beate's drooped eyes were raised again, and a light seemed to be rekindled in his eyes. He looked at Mag, and his lips moved, as if he wanted to say something.
Mag didn't wait for Beate to speak. He folded his hands on his chest and said with a smile: "Of course, there is still a gap compared to me. Because I am here to correct the world's definition of food. Today, what I am correcting is How beef should be cooked.”
All Beate's words were stuck in his throat. He looked at Mag, his mouth slightly open, but he didn't know what to say.
The whole place suddenly fell silent, and the guests looked at Mag and Beate with strange expressions. Although they felt that Mag's words seemed a bit rude, from what he said, it seemed that there was nothing wrong with them.
It was Beate who raised the challenge, and Mag just restated his idea again.
"System, I've said such shameful lines, the additional mission should have been successful, right?" Mag said in her heart, and couldn't help but roll her eyes, "Besides, are you sure I won't do this because of this when the time comes to attract hatred? Because of the chef’s resentment, do you want me to travel through time again and go back to be a guest?”
"Don't worry, host, such a thing will never happen." The system vowed, "According to the host's situation, there will never be a second chance to travel, but will be directly struck by five thunders. At worst, I will give you Please beg for mercy and let the way of heaven turn into two thunderbolts."
"What difference does it make?"
"It makes no difference, they are all dead anyway."
"roll!"
Mag's face darkened. This system was indeed not reliable at all.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host, you won the cooking showdown and won a chance to advance to the God of Cooking lottery!"
"Ding! Congratulations to the host, you have completed the additional task of drawing hatred, and won a chance to win the God of Cooking advanced lottery!"
The system voice sounded.
"Mr. Mag is indeed a talented chef, which is a good thing for chefs in the City of Chaos." Beate took a deep breath, looked at Mag with a solemn expression, and said seriously: "But , I firmly believe that beef is not only correct and delicious only the way you do it, I hope I will have the opportunity to have a duel about beef with you in the future."
"I can wait for you." Mag looked at Beate and nodded slightly, with a smile in his eyes. This is a real chef, which is a bit interesting.
"Father wins! Father is indeed the most powerful!"
Amy shouted happily, holding her knife and fork high.
The cute appearance of the little guy also made many people smile. All the disadvantages of the half-race seemed not to be found in her, which made them wonder whether their previous prejudices against the half-race were wrong.
"Mr. Mag, I have something to talk to you about. I wonder if I have time." Hill elegantly walked over with a glass of red wine, looked at Mag and asked with a smile.
