Chapter 1138: Is a person's cooking performance?

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Candice stunned, and McGonagall's words were like a loud slap on her face, taunting her IQ without any disguise, and her anger ignited.
As he said, since this is the first and second matchup, if he can find a more powerful chef to replace him, then the Sith is still not the first.
The rules of the culinary showdown, as long as the two sides of the show are recognized, then it is established, and McGonagall has not left any handle in this regard.
Candice was angry, but he couldn’t make it out. The wrinkled face was so angry that he looked at the jar and said with sneer: "I have been cooking for forty years, and I have never heard of anything." Cooking for more than five hours, it doesn't take long for World of Warcraft to cook."
McGonagall smiled: "It doesn't matter, maybe you can't understand what soups take more than five hours to cook, and you have never tried the delicious soup made by simmering the bones for hours, but if the chef Use your own experience to ridicule the cooking styles of other chefs. It doesn't seem to be erudite and authoritative. If you haven't heard of it, you can have more."
"You..." Candice was trembled with anger. As an old predecessor in the chef world, the chefs usually respected them very much. She just saw Sith’s attitude is sincere enough to promise to be the referee of this matchup. Unexpectedly, it was mocked by a younger generation.
"The time for the match has arrived. Considering that the time of the boss of Sith will be more tense, we will start the showdown first." McGonagall ignored Candice and turned to Robert.
"Okay, the duel officially started." Robert's characteristic head ended the inexplicable quarrel.
"Mrs. Candace, let out the gas, let's focus on the duel." Robert turned to look at Candice sitting next to him.
"Hey, this guy with no grace can't make any delicious food." Candice snorted and thought that he had made plans. No matter what kind of soup McGon has made, she Tickets will definitely be thrown to the Sith.
After returning to the city of chaos, she went out to eat the only meal, which was the river fresh soup of the Sith restaurant. It really brought her a lot of surprises, even in Luodu, she only talked about this soup. It is also enough to rank in the top ten.
"This boss... is a bit powerful. The style of this poison tongue is sharp enough, but it does not lose the gentleman's elegance. It kills people invisible, and the dead people don't pay for it." Randy looked at McGonagall with amazement. This is really a genius.
His column of carnivorism has not been handed in this month. He has been at home for a month. He has not found any thoughts when he has caught his hair. Today, he promised the boss of the Sith to be a judge. He also wanted to go out to find some inspiration and plan to go. I went to the meat list on the food list, and he also knows that the food list has been changed.
"This guy, is it ready to grab my rice bowl?" Philippe looked at McGonagall's eyes and looked at it with a sense of crisis. This sharp made him feel like he was in the same way.
"The wheat boss is really the boss of Mai, the food is delicious, and the words are still nice."
"Hahaha, I have become a little girl of Mai’s boss."
McGonagall tears Candice, so that the frequent members of the Mimi restaurant are gathered together and the confidence is equally full.
"This guy, even the judges are doing the right thing. It seems that we have won today." The bald man has a sneak peek at the heart, and there is no need to worry. Candice is already a Sith restaurant.
Sith looked at McGonze deeply, but his mood was more dignified. He took his eyes back and took a deep breath to calm down. He took a pair of scissors and began to deal with the fish and shrimp that were still alive and kicking.
Seeing Candice no words, McGonagall reopened his eyes. After a while, he opened his eyes and turned to look at the girls. "Are you hungry? Or let us eat first."
"Well?" All the girls were stunned.
"Diet!" Amy and Anna, who was teasing the ugly duckling, stood up and pointed at the small head: "I, I, my father, I want to eat."
"There is still half an hour anyway. Let's eat first, and we will start business again in a while. It is not good to work hungry." McGonagall nodded and got up and walked toward the store.
The girls also followed the restaurant.
"This is also... too showy?"
Everyone looked at the McMee restaurant that suddenly went out to eat and was stunned.
"Hurricane! It's so mad!" Candice sighed, and the judges were hanging out, and the players who went to eat themselves, she was unheard of!
"Yeah, it’s so odious not to bring us..." Philippe stretched his head and shouted at McGonagall’s back: "Mr. Mai, take me a slap."
"The business hours have not arrived yet, please line up." Meg's calm voice came, the door slowly closed, leaving amazing eyes.
The dishes were already prepared, and Mia and others came out into the kitchen and everyone was seated to start dining.
"Boss, isn't this so good? Will they vote for that person because of this?" Mia said with some concern.
"It doesn't matter, the showdown is a trivial matter. It doesn't have to be because of this affecting our normal meal and business." McGonagall clipped a piece of fish into Amy's bowl and continued to eat.
In the future, this kind of challenge may be more and more, but McGonagall has decided to reject this meaningless showdown. Instead of wasting time and energy on such things, it is better to accompany Amy.
Outside the restaurant, hundreds of people watched a weird culinary showdown.
On the one hand, before the professional cooktop, the Sith boss cooked the fish and took the shrimp line, and the culinary cooks who made the water flowing in the pot had a scent of the river fresh soup, which attracted the audience to marvel.
On the other side, there is a stove standing alone, and there is a large brown wine jar on the stove. There is no viewing experience.
"What is this doing? A person's cooking performance?" An unidentified passer-by explored his head and looked at it for a while, asking strangely.
"Probably yes." A passer-by who had been watching for a long time nodded, still did not understand the mysterious showdown, and even many people think that the owner of the Mimi restaurant has given up this matchup.
As time went by, Sith opened the lid of the soup pot, and the taste of the rich and delicious fragrance suddenly spread out. The boiling milky white soup was sprinkled with a green chopped green onion, the soup was closed, and a bowl of steaming river fresh The soup was sent to the five judges.
"smell good!"
The eyes of everyone were attracted to the bowl of bowl of fresh soup.
"jingle!"
At this time, the bell hanging on the door of the restaurant made a crisp sound, and the door opened outwards, and McGonagall walked out with a calm face. .