The guests who couldn't eat the roast beef were still lamenting, but they gradually became quiet after hearing Mag's words.
The bet between Mag and Cary's Barbecue Restaurant has spread, and the guests queuing and watching all know something about this bet.
A little-known stall challenging the most famous barbecue restaurant in the food street is a gimmick in itself.
Moreover, I heard that Duke Abraham personally visited this stall just now and praised the roast beef so much that he didn’t even enter the Cary Barbeque Shop.
Now, Mag directly announced the result, and everyone's eyes fell on the Cary waiter.
The waiter was stared at by everyone, and his expression suddenly became a little panicked, and he stammered: "This... this... you don't know how many guests our barbecue restaurant has entertained, how did you win! You are talking nonsense!"
"Hmph, even a small barbecue stall dares to utter such arrogant words. Our barbecue restaurant entertained 735 guests in one afternoon. How can you compare with us!" At this moment, Ekri said from He walked out of the barbecue restaurant and looked at Mag with a proud and proud expression.
The evening peak period has not yet begun, but Karui has already entertained so many guests. The endless stream of guests almost fills the three-story hall and private rooms. How can it be compared to a small roadside stall?
"Chef!" The waiter suddenly found the backbone and walked quickly to Ekri's side. Confidence rose again on his face and he looked at Mag proudly.
"More than seven hundred customers! Kari Barbecue Restaurant is indeed one of the top three restaurants on the food court!"
All the stall owners expressed emotion. Even if they set up stalls here for a day, few of them can entertain 700 customers. How can this compare?
“Can the owner of this barbecue stall win?”
The originally confident guests looked at Mag with some worry.
"Father has never lost." Amy said confidently, without any worry on her face.
Irina nodded in deep agreement, "Yes, how could he lose? This is my man."
Mag looked at the proud Ekri and smiled: "Actually, the number of guests entering your barbecue restaurant from noon today to now should be seven hundred and thirty-six. I will also give you the baby in my arms." Let’s count it all together.”
"But, I'm sorry, I sold a total of 1,472 pieces of beef this afternoon. Each person is limited to one piece, and there is no duplicate. Therefore, I received a total of 1,472 guests, which is exactly Your barbecue restaurant can accommodate twice the number of customers." Mag held out two fingers.
The whole place fell silent. Everyone's eyes lit up when they saw Magbi's second move.
"This... how is this possible! In less than five hours, we received one thousand, four hundred and seventy-two customers! This is a shame for the entire food street!"
A stall owner exclaimed, causing all the bosses to gasp.
The guests had gratified smiles on their faces. Speaking of which, they could be considered part of the more than 1,400 people, and they could be considered to have participated in and witnessed this bet.
The proud smile on Aikli's face froze in an instant. He looked at Mag and glared: "No! This is impossible! You are only one person! How can you entertain so many guests in just five hours! You are lying!"
Mag calmly pointed to the waiter who was still holding the paper in his hand, "Every time you add a guest, your waiter will record a vertical line in the book. If you don't believe me, you can count how many vertical lines he draws. Bang."
Everyone's eyes fell on the paper in the waiter's hand. As expected, there were many vertical bars densely drawn on it. They couldn't help but give Mag a thumbs up. This boss was really thoughtful. In this case, even if Ekri wanted to Denial is no longer an option.
Aikli turned to look at the piece of paper. There were countless densely packed vertical bars on it, but no matter what, there must have been more than a thousand, and his face suddenly darkened.
"Master...chef..." The waiter's voice was trembling, and he was holding the paper in his hand like a hot potato. He wanted to throw it out, but was afraid of causing something worse. His expression was so tangled that he almost wanted to cry. .
"Bring it here!" Aikli stepped forward, grabbed the piece of paper, brushed it twice and tore it into pieces, threw it to the ground, looked at Mag and sneered: "Now, you What proof do you have that you entertained more than a thousand guests at noon today, are they these civilians?"
"A lowly chef like you will only be able to cook the lowest level of barbecue for these common people at a roadside stall in this life. I want to step on you, but it is just a matter of raising my feet. The person standing behind the Kari barbecue restaurant, You'll never guess who it is!" Aikeli's face was filled with a arrogant smile. With a wave of his hand, a group of chefs and waiters with sticks rushed out from the barbecue restaurant, pointed at Mag and shouted: "Hit me. he!"
"Big bad guy! You actually want to hit my father!" Amy looked angrily at those people rushing towards Mag, and directly picked up a small chair from the side.
Irina picked up a chair from nowhere and looked at those people coldly, "These people deserve to die."
"Does this prove it?"
At this moment, a generous voice sounded from the crowd, and all the pieces of paper that had been torn into pieces by Ekri suddenly flew up, then flattened themselves again in mid-air, and were completely spliced together.
The crowd parted to both sides, and a tall and thin man wearing a black robe slowly walked in. He stretched out his hand, and the piece of paper floating in the air slowly fell down and landed on his slender and white hands. It looked like It's as if it's new, with no cracks at all.
"What a powerful space magic." Someone upstairs exclaimed in surprise.
"It's Grandpa Principal!" Amy shouted in surprise, placing the small chair in her hand on the ground again, showing a well-behaved look.
Irina also threw the chair aside casually, curled her lips and said: "Old man Novan, you are still so cool."
The people around him took a few steps back consciously. This was obviously a powerful magician.
Mag looked at the visitor and was also a little surprised, but still nodded and said: "Principal Novan."
Everyone in the Kari Barbeque Restaurant stopped when they saw this scene. If the other party was just a barbecue stall owner like Mag, then it would be fine. But if the other party was a powerful magician, then they would not dare to create Second-rate.
Seeing that there was no Mage Tower logo on Novan's robe, Aikli calmed down, looked at Novan and said coldly: "You...who are you? This matter has nothing to do with you, it is between me and him. You'd better not interfere with the affairs in this room, this is Luodu! There are some people you can't mess with!"
"Shut up! Do you know that he is the most powerful space magician in Nolan Continent! And your so-called humble chef who only cooks barbecue for common people will enter the palace tomorrow to serve the king a birthday celebration!"
At this moment, a cold voice sounded outside.
