"Brothers Fubin of roast chicken? Why are you here?"
Ha Bang and Ha Ga looked back in surprise when they heard the sound. They were both a little surprised to see Fu Binn and Yuri.
After some chattering in orc language, both parties finally figured out the situation.
It turned out that Fu Binn and Yuri belonged to Haga's tribe, and they were somewhat familiar with Ha Bang and the others. Unexpectedly, they happened to meet here.
"You want to challenge Boss Mai? You are so brave." Ha Bang opened his mouth and no longer knew what to praise these two little brothers.
Although their roast chicken is indeed the best in the tribe, isn't it asking for abuse to compete with Boss Mai on their cooking skills?
Mag was also a little surprised by this situation.
"Master Harbin, he said that our roast chicken is not as good as his. We brothers are not convinced, so we plan to have a roast chicken duel with him!" Yuri nodded, his eyes full of desire to win.
"Boss Mai, this is a little brother from our tribe. He has never seen much of the world, but since he wants to compete with you, you don't have to be polite. Aren't you two short of two judges? We brothers haven't had lunch yet. How about letting us be the judges? I can’t say nice things about it, but you can tell if it tastes good or not." Ha Bang looked at Mag and said.
"Okay, let's settle it then." Mag nodded. Although the relationship was a bit complicated, there was nothing wrong with Har Bang's words. The arena was already set up, so it was obviously impossible not to fight.
Mag turned around and walked in. Soon Mia and others helped carry a small oven and kitchen utensils out, and also set up a posture at the door of the restaurant.
When everything was ready, Mag looked at Fu Binn and Eugene, who were also already in their stance, and said, "Let's get started." "Okay." Eugene nodded, took out a live chicken from the bag, twisted his neck, and The chicken immediately stopped moving, and then began to bleed and disembowel it. After simple processing, a packet of spices was stuffed into the chicken belly. Without removing the feathers, it was directly wrapped in a layer of mud, and then wrapped in a thick layer of clay. , put it into a simple oven and start roasting.
The whole process exuded a simple and rough atmosphere, and because of the skillful movements, the onlookers were a little impressed.
On the other hand, Mag's side was a bit unhurried.
The three-yellow chicken has just been stripped and washed, and a layer of spices and seasonings are applied carefully, and a lot of spices are stuffed into the belly. Then the processed chicken is wrapped in a green lotus leaf, and tied tightly with cotton thread. , and then wrap a layer of yellow mud outside the lotus leaves.
This yellow mud looks much cleaner and more delicate than the yellow-brown yellow mud of the orc brothers. It is evenly applied outside the lotus leaves and looks like a large oval egg with a smooth surface.
"The cooking method looks very similar, but the one made by the owner of Maimi Restaurant looks much more comfortable. I wouldn't dare to eat the chicken without the feathers removed."
"Yes, it looks a bit scary if it is wrapped directly in mud. Is this mud really clean?"
"The yellow clay made by the restaurant owner looks very high-end. My dad makes pottery bowls, and the clay he uses is not as good as this."
The onlookers were whispering. Although the methods were similar, looking at the production process on both sides, they gradually had expectations in their hearts.
"Brother, why did he pluck the chicken feathers? And wrap the chicken with leaves? The roast chicken produced this way has no soul." Eugene whispered to Fubin.
"But listen to what those customers said, they seem to prefer roast chicken like this." Fubin shook his head, with some thoughts in his eyes.
"It shouldn't be..." Eugene also heard the whispers of those guests and felt a little weird.
Everyone in Maimi's restaurant was watching and cheering Mag in a low voice.
"Chicken...egg!"
Gina looked at the chicken that Mag put into the oven, her eyes sparkling. This was Landist's hope. It turned out that this was not a natural egg, but one made by Mr. Mag.
"The roast chicken wrapped in yellow mud is completely different from the roast duck. The boss really breaks through himself every time. It's really amazing!" Mia looked at Mag with admiration.
"It's... delicious!" Jina gave a thumbs up and confirmed as the only person present who had tasted Beggar's Chicken.
Mag put the roasted chicken into the oven, and the two parties just waited quietly, waiting for the roasted chicken to come out of the oven.
The liveliness here also attracted many passers-by to watch. Maimi Restaurant had just made a splash on the food rankings. As soon as the news of the duel between the restaurant owner and others spread, many restaurant owners came over and wanted to take a look at this Mai Mi restaurant. Is the owner of Rice Restaurant really capable of dominating the rankings?
The beggar's chicken was still roasting in the oven, and onlookers had already gathered on three levels inside and outside.
In order to improve the efficiency of roasting chicken, Fubinen and the others have just changed to a magic oven. Although the heat is difficult to control, the roasting efficiency is indeed much higher. With the heat turned to the maximum, one can be roasted in twenty minutes. roast chicken.
"Okay, out of the oven!"
Fubin took advantage of the time, turned off the heating of the stove, unscrewed the stove lid, and a burst of hot air hit his face.
Eugene took an iron skewer and pierced it into the stove, and a roast chicken was pierced and came out of the stove. The aroma of the roast chicken came out from the crack, making the eyes of everyone around him brighten.
The guests at the front were all the guests who had not eaten at noon. As soon as they were hit by the aroma, their stomachs rumbled. Looking at the ball of earthen buns baked into brown, they felt a little hungry.
"This method of roasting chicken is really unique. I don't know which restaurant these two chefs are from. You can try it if you have time."
Many guests' eyes were also brightened, and they were already planning to try it out when they had time.
"Do I want to wait for you to come with me?" Fubin asked as he looked at Mag.
"No need. Roast chicken fresh out of the oven is the most delicious. Mine will have to wait a little longer." Mag shook his head. He didn't want to take advantage of this.
Freshly baked roasted chicken and cold roasted chicken are two different foods.
"Okay." Fu Binn nodded, took a sharp piece of wood from the side, and pierced the place where Eugene's iron pick had been pierced before, and then lifted it out, and a layer of mud shell peeled off with chicken feathers. The aroma of roasted chicken suddenly overflowed.
Eugene handed over a plate, and Fubin placed the roasted chicken with the mud shell perfectly removed on the plate. The red roasted chicken was a little shriveled, with not a single feather left. The unique aroma of roasted chicken was quite strong. It made many people stand on tiptoes and look around.
"It smells so good! I didn't expect that roasted chicken can produce such a fragrance."
"I regret not standing up as a judge just now!"
"On today's list, Maimi's restaurant doesn't seem to have roasted chicken on the list, right? Does this boss know how to make roasted chicken?"
The guests were talking quietly, swallowing their saliva as they looked at the roast chicken in front of Fubin.
Fubin took out a knife, scored a few times on the roasted chicken, put the chicken into different plates, and then served it to the five judges who were already seated.
"Please taste it."
A somewhat confident smile appeared on Fubin's face.
He has been making roast chicken since he was a kid.
