The surroundings suddenly became quiet.
The chefs slowly put down the spatulas and knives in their hands and looked back at the direction of the purchase with disbelief, feeling as if they had just heard something wrong.
The smiles on the faces of Nandli and Sibal froze instantly. They looked at the maids standing in front of Mag's kitchen, their mouths wide open as if they had been slapped, and they were completely frozen.
There was only one chef who participated in the palace banquet cooking for the first time and actually presented food directly to the king? How could such a thing happen!
Almost everyone had this thought in their mind, and even suspected that the waiter had found the wrong person.
"Father, did I hear something wrong just now?"
"I seem to have heard wrongly."
The expressions of Kaluru and his son were also a little dull, and they couldn't turn around for a while.
In fact, the waiter felt a little unsure. He had been working in the dining hall for more than ten years, and this was the first time that this situation had occurred.
Just now, he had repeatedly confirmed with the commander, confirming that this was the chef recommended by His Highness the Second Prince, and that he brought the people over after he was going to present three dishes to the king today.
However, since this chef was recommended by His Highness the Second Prince, he must be good at it. However, looking at the pile of strange kitchen utensils placed on his stove, he could not tell what was good about him. Even the dishes he presented to the king were not good. He didn't know if he was ready or not. If something went wrong, even he would be implicated.
"Okay, it's ready. Please wait." Mag nodded slightly, with a calm expression on his face. He reached out to turn off the magic stove for braised chicken, and then opened the lid of the large casserole.
A cloud of dense white air rose, followed by a delicious smell of chicken and mushrooms, and then spread in all directions.
If we say that the smells of countless delicacies in the dining hall intertwine into a delicious whirlpool, it is turbid and thick.
This breath was like a sharp blade, breaking through the thick whirlpool and successfully standing out from the crowd of turbid breaths, bringing a refreshing experience to people.
"This scent is so unique! It's so delicious!" The waiter's eyes lit up. He had been working in the dining hall for more than ten years, so there were only a few delicacies that made him shine based on the scent alone. Well loved by His Majesty.
"As expected, he is the chef recommended by His Highness the Second Prince. His Highness is really interested." The waiter thought in his heart, and his worries were relieved again. With this dish, even if Mag's next two dishes It's okay to act a little more ordinary.
"It smells so good! I want to drink chicken soup." Ruluka closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and swallowed.
Kalulu looked at Mag with admiration, "The Mag brothers are indeed not ordinary people. The taste is already comparable to the delicacies made by Bierman."
"How... how is it possible... how could he make such delicious food when he is obviously only one person..." Nandelli looked at Mag in disbelief, feeling that his face was burning.
"Maybe it's just the smell. To make a delicious dish requires the cooperation of many chefs. Just like Master Kalman, he only needs to be responsible for cooking, and other chefs will do the rest. This way, He can make the most delicious food. But he does all the work by himself, so he cannot make pure and delicious food." Sibal said a little sourly.
Sivar's disciples and grandsons responded with flattering faces. This was the dish that was to be served to the king's table. If the past was not satisfactory, it would be a serious crime to be punished.
The other chefs looked at Mag with mixed feelings. They felt like a young boy who had just entered the world of martial arts. He suddenly jumped out, surpassed all the rookies and old men in the martial arts, challenged the leader of the martial arts alliance, and even let him Got on stage.
This was a very unpleasant feeling, as if someone had suddenly torn apart the established rules, causing those of them who were still waiting in line to get the upper hand to suddenly lose an important opportunity.
Mag calmly filled ten bowls of braised chicken in exquisite porcelain bowls, and then filled ten bowls of moon fragrant rice one by one into the maids' trays. She closed the tray and said with a smile: "This is braised chicken with rice." , the soup tastes better when poured over rice.”
"Okay." The waiter nodded and led the maids away quickly towards the door.
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In the glorious hall, all kinds of wine and food have been put on the table in front of all the important people. The representative of the orc tribe is holding a big bone and gnawing on it, and the representative of the forest troll tribe is drinking a large barrel of fruit wine with a long straw. The representative of the goblin tribe drank ten small wine glasses in one go, secretly hiding two in his sleeves, and showed a sly look in his eyes.
"Although there are some differences between the food cooked by my father, I still ate a lot of delicious food today." Amy said vaguely, holding a chicken leg in her left hand and a fish cake in her right hand, her cheeks bulging.
Crassus glanced at the unmoving chopsticks in his hand, shook his head and said: "Not only is there a slight difference, it is simply a difference. After eating the delicacies cooked by Boss Mai, eating these foods again is simply unbearable. I still Let’s keep your stomach open for a while and eat Boss Mai’s cooking.”
"Boss Mai is indeed a talent." Nuofan nodded, took a sip of tea, and also didn't eat much.
Irina took a small bite of each dish in front of her. At this time, she was looking at the dishes with a tangled face and thinking in her heart: "Which dish here was made by him? There is no one on this dish. Write the name, how do I know who made it? I have tasted every dish, and the taste is just ordinary, not particularly delicious, but this kind of taste is definitely not what Alex can make, right? "
"Is he still planning to make roast beef today? I feel that the roast beef tastes better than these dishes, but it seems inappropriate to serve it on this occasion." Irina shook her head, still not sure Have you already eaten the dishes made by Mag, or the dishes he made have not been served yet.
As one of the ten Dukes of the Los Empire, Duke Abraham also sat quite near the front, but he didn't eat much. He put down the chopsticks in his hands and shook his head slightly, "Although the dishes cooked by Bierman are still delicious, but Compared with last year, I feel that there are no surprises. The unchanged style and menu really make people have less expectations. In contrast, the roast beef cubes I had for lunch yesterday brought me a feeling of surprise. I have to bring a few more people to try it tomorrow, three pills are not enough."
The king sitting at the head of the table didn't move his chopsticks very much, and his stoic look was awe-inspiring.
At this moment, Sean looked at Qiao Xiu and said with a smile: "I heard that His Highness the Second Highness specially invited a chef to serve dishes to my father for his birthday banquet. I wonder if the dishes are already included?"
"The chef invited by His Highness will serve dishes to His Majesty!"
At this moment, the waiter led the maids into the hall quickly.
