Chapter 1469: Oops, ah -

Although McGonagall doesn't know what the system's so-called teacher talent points and points are gold skills, but he is also helpless in the face of the system that began to install the task after finishing the task.
He didn't want to worship the unseen Haez Switzerland as a teacher, and he didn't want to follow him everywhere to wander.
In this case, he has no choice but to defeat the other party and let the other party worship him.
"Dog system." McGonagall snorted in his heart.
The morning business hours are over and the time is up to nine o'clock.
Many of the guests left the restaurant, but they did not leave. Instead, they occupied a good position at the door and were ready to wait for the upcoming show.
For example, the reporter of the chaotic daily newspaper who just chased Meg in the door and asked questions, this will have climbed the high stool with its own, set aside the shadow stone, ready to record this exciting matchup.
The messy city news of these days was dominated by the gentleman alliance that was in the night, and he was determined to write a different news.
Unbeaten chefs vs. the first chef in the city of chaos, who will win the victory?
He has already thought about the title name: shocked! For more than one hundred unbeaten kitchens that have remained unbeaten in record for a long time, Switzerland has broken the city of chaos! What is humanity...
Or maybe: bitter! The genius chef who once won the best chef of the Imperial Palace feast has fallen to the undefeated kitchen god! What is this...
As an experienced reporter, he has already prepared the plan, and even the connected manuscript is in the stomach, and it is absolutely guaranteed that the Chaos Daily is the first to spread this .
There are more and more viewers coming to hear the news, and there are still many small benches.
"Come and come, the front row sells melon seeds, candy, roasted sweet potatoes, roasted corn, hawkers who smell business opportunities, and began to sell small snacks necessary for eating melons.
It’s so cold, so many people are waiting outside, and it’s really boring, so many people choose to buy a hot baked sweet potato and squat in their pockets to keep warm.
"Brother, I heard that these two chefs are very good today. Have you had a meal at the Mimi restaurant? Are they expensive?" A middle-aged man holds a sweet potato in his hand, a hot toothy mouth. I asked a little whisper to the young man next to me.
The young man took a bite of the roasted corn in his hand and looked at him a little bit meaningful: "Poverty makes us meet."
The middle-aged man snorted, and the baked sweet potato stayed in his hand for more than two seconds. He shook his hand and even copied it a few times before he regained it before the sweet potato landed. This was a relief and looked at it. The young man with a strange face and a slightly open mouth smiled and smiled: "You are quite humorous."
"To each other." The young man grabbed the corn and grabbed a bite.
People are waiting for it, and more and more people are coming around. There are several floors inside and outside, and there are almost a thousand people.
The restaurant door is closed, and the regular customers are not surprised. The owner of the wheat has always been punctual and said ten points. It must be ten o'clock. It is impossible for you to let him arrive in advance.
"Please let me go!" At this moment, a full-fledged voice rang from the outside, the crowd separated a road, and a somewhat worn-out cow car slowly drove in. The driver was driven by a tall young man, behind Also followed by a dozen well-dressed people, young people, and middle-aged people, are wearing half-old cotton coats, each person in addition to the bag, there is a striking black pot.
"Following the Swiss master of the Swiss as an apprentice, I really want to take a black pot." Winniesha took a good position in the front row, watching the black pots on the backs of those people, could not help but sneer, not ridiculed, Bright eyes are full of joy and surprise.
"No wonder the start is slow, driving this old ox cart, I can't get up soon." Abraham's attention fell on the old ox and the Chebman who drove the car, laughing.
The voices of the people who were present gradually got smaller, and they looked at the oxcart and wanted an unbeaten demeanor.
Chebman slowly parked the oxcart in front of the Mimi restaurant. After a glance at the guests who came to watch, the eyes were a bit strange. So many people came to watch the culinary showdown?
They have been to many places, and Master has also had a culinary showdown with many famous chefs, but it is the first time they have seen such a lively scene.
"Master, we are here." Chebman picked up a corner of the car and said to the inside.
"Come on?" There was a little confused voice in the oxcart. After a while, a big hand came out and picked up the curtain. Some of them swayed out and stood in the position of the ox cart. I yawned and then glanced around with my sleepy eyes. I suddenly saw a squint of a slit. "I am going! I have so many people!"
The audience present at the pat on the rut, wearing a patch of white cotton jacket, full body fat, round and sleek, with a small, sparse short hair, greasy middle-aged uncle, the expression is also Some are stiff.
And the appearance of their unbeaten kitchen gods is somewhat different.
"Hey, this uncle looks so cute. Although he is trying to open his eyes, he still can't find his eyes." Winnie said with a smile.
"Master, generally has its own uniqueness, this master, obviously has perfectly explained this." Abraham nodded deeply, and was a bit surprised by the appearance of Kazakhstan, but he has seen it after all. Many strange people did not degrade him because of his appearance.
"That, I didn't expect so many people, I will come back again." Ha Swiss turned back into the oxcart. After a while, he opened the curtain and walked out with his head. The temperament was in the rut. Standing on the table, I still don't forget to pick up the sparse hair on my head.
"Master, I saw that your hair has lost one." Chebman whispered.
"Oh, yeah," the expression of Swiss Switzerland suddenly couldn’t stand, and his face touched his hair with distress. "There is a hundred roots left. How can I drop one? I am so hard."
Chebman whispered: "Master, we are here to challenge Mr. McGonagall. The time is coming. We should visit him first to determine the way and venue of the culinary showdown."
"It's right." Ha Switzerland put away a sad expression, raised his hand and waved at the audience, then got off the cart and walked toward the Mai Mi restaurant.

This restaurant is really beautiful.
Ha Swiss looked up at the Mimi restaurant, his eyes suddenly brightened, they met countless restaurants on the road, but no one can match this one.
Chebman hurried forward and gently pulled the bell hanging on the door.