The werewolf looked at the women and said with some trepidation: "If only women can do it, I..."
"Please stop, stop!" Mag quickly raised his hand to stop him, this is really a werewolf.
Even if he really dares to dress up as a woman...then he wouldn't dare to use it. Isn't this a loss of his own brand?
It's not that he looks down on the cross-dressing master, but after all, not everyone in cross-dressing can be as beautiful and natural as Sheryl.
The conversation between the two also caused a burst of laughter from the onlookers. Everyone looked at Mag with admiration. This boss is really interesting.
Mag looked at the judges and said with a smile: "You have already tasted our roast chickens. Please tell me which roast chicken you think is better."
Everyone's eyes also fell on the judges. Although the suspense of victory had already been lost early on, the final result still had to come from the mouths of the judges who had personally tasted it.
The elf stood up, looked at Mag apologetically and said, "Mr. Mag's roast chicken is the most delicious roast chicken I have ever tasted. I apologize for my rude remarks before. With your superb cooking skills, Being able to dominate the food rankings must be due to your strength. I will come early tonight to queue up and try this delicious Beggar's Chicken again."
"Welcome to visit again." Mag nodded with a smile.
Conquering guests with delicious food is the most rewarding feeling.
"Brothers Fubin, your cooking is also very good, but let's be honest, the roast chicken cooked by Boss Mai is indeed more delicious." Ha Bang raised his finger and pointed at Mag.
Haga cast an encouraging look at Brother Fubin, then raised his hand and pointed at Mag.
"Although Boss Mai is unwilling to accept me as an employee, there is no way to hide the deliciousness of roast chicken. You are my favorite!" The werewolf looked at Mag with affection.
Mag felt a chill in his heart. He resisted the urge to kill the werewolf with a club and looked at the last lady.
"Mr. Mag, I am hard-working and capable, and I can learn everything quickly. Do you want to consider me?" The lady winked at Mag with a professional fake smile, and her whole body was full of amusement.
"Sorry, the restaurant doesn't need to recruit people at the moment." Mag smiled helplessly. It's really puzzling why two of these people want to be waiters.
"Although I'm sad to be rejected, I can't make a choice that goes against my own heart, so I chose Mr. McGonagall." The lady covered her heart and said with a heartbroken look.
"Mr. Mag, in this duel, you won and we lost." Fu Binn took two steps forward, looked at Mag and said with his hands: "If you have any instructions, you can ask our brothers to do it. It is considered Punishment for our recklessness.”
"We just said we were going to have a roast chicken showdown, but we didn't say there would be any punishment." Mag smiled and shook his head, "Besides, what I did that day was a little wrong. If it were me, I definitely wouldn't be able to swallow this. Tone. I won today’s duel by luck, so let’s end the matter like this.”
Mag had a good impression of the orc brothers, and had no intention of trying to trick them into anything. After all, this duel was originally tricked by the system, and both sides were innocent.
At the end of the duel, Maimi's Restaurant has closed down, and everyone watching has dispersed.
However, the beggar's chicken that amazed everyone before was deeply imprinted in everyone's minds. Many people have already made plans in their hearts. They must come early tonight to queue up and try the beggar's chicken. What a feeling, it’s really as amazing as they say.
The ladies were tasting the Beggar's Chicken on the side and they were full of praises. There was no need for any dipping sauce or side dishes. The roast chicken itself was an unrivaled delicacy.
"You have a straightforward personality. I like it. In this case, I, Eugene, will be your friend." Eugene said with a smile.
Seeing Mag's sincere expression, Fubin thought for a moment and stopped insisting. After hesitating for a while, he plucked up the courage and said, "Mr. Mag, could you give us some advice on our roast chicken?"
Eugene also put away his smile and stood aside with his hands down, listening carefully.
In today's showdown, they lost with conviction.
I originally thought that my roast chicken was already the best in the world, but after seeing Mag's roast chicken, I realized that my own roast chicken was still far behind.
Compared to Mag, they were like little kids just learning to walk.
"I dare not give you any advice, but I have tasted the roast chicken you made. Maybe you can listen to some opinions." Mag saw that the two people were asking sincere questions and did not hide them. After thinking about it, he said, "First point. Since you want to do business in the City of Chaos, you cannot still retain the idea of making roast chicken in the tribe. If you want more customers to accept your roast chicken, making it clean and good-looking is a very effective method."
"Prepare the chicken in advance, then wrap the roasted chicken with leaves and then wrap it with yellow mud?" Fu Binn thought thoughtfully. In the market, most of their customers were demons and orcs. It turned out that the biggest reason was this.
"You can say that." Mag nodded and glanced at their yellow-brown soil. "If you use purer and more viscous loess, the appearance may be better. Heat it in the oven. It also heats more evenly.”
Fubin and Eugene nodded.
"Second point, in addition to cleanliness, the taste of roasted chicken is also very important. Your bite force is stronger than that of humans and elves, so the texture of roasted chicken is a bit cottony, losing a lot of the deliciousness of the chicken itself. This is very unfriendly to humans and elves. Appropriately shortening the roasting time to make the taste better can improve the quality of the roasted chicken."
"Third point, the distinctive spices can be retained, but the dosage can be slightly reduced so that the aroma of the chicken can be balanced with the spices and become delicious. The separation of the two will make the taste difficult to accept."
Mag thought for a while, nodded and said: "Just these three points, just my humble opinion."
"I have learned a lesson." Fubin bowed deeply to Mag, his eyes full of gratitude.
Mag's words made him feel like he was enlightened. He discovered his many shortcomings and knew where to start.
And these precious experiences, Mag taught him selflessly like this, which moved him even more.
Eugene's reaction was a little slow, but he also bowed, stood up, scratched his head and said, "As expected, you are still the best at being a chicken."
"Thank you, thank you." Mag said with a smile on his face, and he felt like MMP in his heart. He really didn't dare to accept this compliment...
The Fubin brothers packed up their things and said goodbye. They had decided to close the business for a few days and study how to make more delicious roast chicken.
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