The roasted chicken cooked by the orc brothers is rather maroon in color, with shriveled chicken skin and no greasiness. The aroma of the roasted chicken is mixed with a special spicy aroma. It is a bit offensive at first smell, but it is not unacceptable. It adds a special flavor to the roasted chicken, which is different from ordinary roasted chicken.
Different from the roasted chicken that is usually seen on the grill, this chicken wrapped in loess and roasted is the first time that everyone has seen it, and the aroma is unexpectedly alluring.
Several of the judges had not had lunch before, so naturally they couldn't resist the smell of the barbecue.
Ha Bang picked up the chicken leg on the plate and took a big bite. While chewing, he nodded and praised: "The brothers' roast chicken seems to have improved again. After you came to the city of chaos, the people in the tribe often said You all say that the roast chicken you two brothers make is the most delicious in the entire tribe, but you can’t eat it orally now.”
Haga took a bite of the chicken, gave them a thumbs up, and praised them several times in orc language.
The werewolf on the side grabbed a piece of chicken, put it in his mouth, chewed it, swallowed the meat and bones, nodded and praised: "It's delicious!"
Also selected were a male elf and a female human. They looked at the roast chicken in front of them, but there was a trace of hesitation and hesitation in their eyes.
As an elf, his obsessiveness about food is much more serious than other races. The cooking method of the orc brothers just now frightened him. After the live chicken was killed, it was not even cleaned simply, and the feathers were wrapped in some turbid yellow mud water. The yellow mud is put directly into the oven for baking.
After the roasting was completed, although all the chicken feathers were taken away by the yellow mud, looking at the roasted chicken in front of him, he still couldn't eat it.
The elf hesitated for a while, then picked up a piece of chicken without skin and put it into his mouth.
The spicy taste of the spices hit his mouth, making him feel a little uncomfortable. Although it was diluted by the taste of chicken that followed, he still didn't like the spicy taste.
Moreover, the texture of the chicken was a bit dry for him. He chewed it for a while before he could barely swallow it. After only taking one bite, he put down his chopsticks. Both the taste and appearance made him not want to try a second bite.
Another woman also picked up a piece of chicken and put it in her mouth, chewed it carefully, frowned slightly, then quickly relaxed it, with a smile on her face, and continued to eat happily.
Although the orc brothers were a little shocked by the rough processing of the ingredients, the roast chicken was surprisingly good. She likes chewy food, and the chicken seemed to get more and more fragrant the more it was chewed.
Except for the male elf, the other four judges all looked satisfied.
On Mag's side, the roast chicken was still not out of the oven.
"Is there something wrong with this boss? There are five judges, three of them are customers he has criticized before, and two are from the same tribe as the two orcs. He can win with such judges, and I will run naked on the live broadcast! "
"Now there are four judges who are satisfied with the orc brother's roast chicken, but his roast chicken has not been roasted yet. There seems to be no suspense about the outcome?"
"Tsk, tsk, this is Maimi's restaurant that dominates the top six food rankings. It would be interesting if it loses to a roadside stall."
The onlookers discussed what was originally an ordinary cooking showdown, but because Maimi's Restaurant was in the limelight today, there were many more passers-by who wanted to watch the show.
"The boss should be able to win, right?" Yabei Mia clenched her fists worriedly.
"If he can be defeated like this, it's not him." Elizabeth looked at Mag's back, relaxed and carefree, not affected by the passers-by at all.
"Yes, Uncle Mag has been making this roast chicken these days. Although I haven't tasted it, it must be very delicious." Anna also nodded her little head and said.
The orc brothers gave some of the remaining roast chicken to the onlookers to taste, which aroused a lot of compliments and compliments. Some people also asked where the orc brothers opened a shop and set up a stall, saying they wanted to visit.
"Ding!"
At this moment, Mag's oven made a crisp sound. Mag extinguished the fire, opened the lid, and took the beggar chicken out of the oven with a shovel.
"Is it out?" Everyone looked at Mag.
The mud shell wrapped around the beggar's chicken turned golden yellow after being roasted by fire. It looked like a big golden egg. The surface was even smoother than an egg, with a glaze color like ceramics, making it look like a golden egg. His eyes lit up.
Compared with the roasted chicken that was like a big earthen bag by the orc brothers before, the mud shell in front of Mag was like a delicate work of art. Even if it was said to be an egg, I am afraid not many people would doubt it.
"How did he bake the mud so beautifully? In terms of appearance alone, it is already better than our country chicken." Fubin frowned and thought.
"What's the use of a good-looking mud shell? Eating roasted chicken doesn't mean eating a mud shell. If I look at it, the mud shell will be burned into bricks, and the roasted chicken inside will probably turn into charcoal." The fat devil who said he wanted to run naked again said Said, but this time the confidence seems to be somewhat insufficient.
"This is a beggar chicken." Mag said loudly, then picked up the small wooden hammer and tapped lightly on the center of the mud shell.
"Click."
There was a crisp cracking sound, and cracks spread from the striking point to all sides, and then the eggshell spread out like a flower, revealing the golden beggar chicken roasted inside.
The rich fragrance is released instantly like a bomb as the eggshell blooms.
"Wow!!!"
The onlookers were immediately in an uproar, and the rich aroma of roast chicken hit them, making them unprepared. No one expected that this aroma would be so impactful and alluring.
The golden roasted chicken in the yellow mud shell seems to glow at this moment, which is eye-catching.
"Is this really the smell of roast chicken? Why do I feel the breath of summer, as if I am seeing the swaying lotus flowers in the lotus pond in midsummer!"
"This is so delicious! Oh my God, did this boss put medicine in the roasted chicken?"
"Gulu..."
Everyone gasped in amazement and looked at the roast chicken in front of Mag, trying hard to suppress their urge to rush forward and take a bite.
Eugene stared with big eyes, swallowed his saliva and said: "This...this...isn't this too fragrant?! Brother, this is a foul!"
"The spices he used are more suitable than ours. They are perfectly hidden behind the chicken, but they also enhance the aroma of the chicken to the extreme." Fubin looked at the beggar chicken, and his eyes slowly moved up to McGonagall. On his body, he said with a solemn expression: "This is a master."
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