Chapter 560: You are a visionary (fourth!)

The people looked back and looked down on the luxurious four-wheeled carriage. The beautiful woman standing on the rut and wearing a red dress could not help but reveal the color of surprise.
"Half-long coin and half-gold coin... that is the symbol of the Buffett family!"
"Sir Buffett! She is the real power of the Buffett family. I didn't expect her to come, and I still want to be a judge?"
"I don't want to wait for an hour to occupy the front row. Today's judges' lineup is really invincible!"
Soon someone recognized the identity of the carriage and the pretty woman in red, and she was surprised to have some expectations.
McGonagall was also surprised to see Hill, the legendary woman in the chaotic city business district, more beautiful than he thought.
Flame red lips, big brown hair with long waves make her look more mature than the actual age, standing on the rut, the atmosphere of the workplace strong woman is undoubted, not like a 17-year-old girl, but From the slender legs exposed under the red skirt, it is impossible to ignore her is still a stunner that makes men unable to look away.
"Okay, the last judge is the beautiful lady." McGonagall nodded with a smile. In his plan, there was a big business that wanted to talk to the woman who controlled Buffett. This is obviously a good opportunity to know her.
"You are a visionary." Hill showed a charming smile on his face, gracefully coming down from the carriage and coming in from the road where the crowd separated.
"Working hard Mia." McGonagall looked at the North American Mia who spread the smokeless carbon in the grill and nodded slightly.
"Not at all hard, I will move the table and chair to the judges first." Yabei Mia shook her head and walked to the table and chairs.
"So many men are standing, they will do it well." McGonagall shook his head and smiled at the guys of Rich.
"Move the three tables over there and put them into a row, then move five chairs over." Rich waved his hand, and the buddies walked quickly. A judge's seat, which was put together by three tables, appeared in front of the grills of the two. .
Robert sat in the middle, Hill and Philippe were sitting on his sides, five judges were seated, and everyone was looking forward to watching McGonagall and Ritchie, waiting for the official start of the duel.
Compared to Rich's complex grill equipped with a whole car, the long grill in front of Meg is extraordinarily simple. There are several small steel bars on the grill, which makes people feel a little confused. frame.
"Do you still need to continue to prepare?" Ricky asked McGonagall. In addition to the grill, McGonagall had a table full of various spices on hand, and a black square box in the center of the table. I don’t know what to put in it, and seeing him doesn’t mean to obstruct others’ sight.
"It’s just an hour, and the showdown begins.
McGonagall raised his hand and glanced at the watch. The pointer just pointed at six o'clock and said directly.
"Okay, let's get started." Richie's face was also showing a serious color, turned and waved, and the two strong buddies came out with the black goat that had been brought before, and began to slaughter the sheep.
"This is a level 1 World of Warcraft jumping black goat!" Someone in the crowd whispered.
"The jumping black goat can not be caught, even if the price of breeding is not low, the taste and taste are more delicious than the average goat. I didn't expect the Richie boss to use it to make today's barbecue. I don't know if the McGonagall will come out. What ingredients to deal with." Some people were surprised to say that everyone's eyes also turned to McGonagall.
Robert, they looked at the black goat and nodded slightly. The black goats were not considered to be high-grade ingredients. However, there were not many goats in Warcraft. The most easy to get is the jumping goat. The selection of the black goat for the Ricky Lamb is obviously a Very good choice.
Ritchie also looked at McGonagall with some smugness. He was prepared, and the black goat that was jumping was also prepared, and McGonagall rushed to fight, and it was estimated that even a decent piece of meat could not be taken out.
McGonagall glanced at the black goat that was still struggling under the pressure of two strong men. He opened the black box in front of him without hesitation, and the cold air slowly rose, and a piece of cattle appeared on his head. In the center of the box.
This beef-headed Meg is taken out of the refrigerator. The system has just opened the right to use the ingredients. The beef provided by the system is better than the one that he slaughtered. It is obviously better. It's a lot fresher, so he is not rude.
Stretching the beef on the cutting board, the fresh beef is covered with a snowflake pattern, evenly scattered, the meat is just the fineness that can be felt.
"This is..." Philippe looked at the piece of beef on the chopping board, and suddenly his eyes widened. Something incredulously said: "The four-level World of Warcraft iron beef is beef! And it is so fresh, just like it was just slaughtered. General!"
"I didn't expect this boss to get the iron barbarian beef. This is a big guy that many mercenary groups don't dare to provoke. Unless you offer a high price reward, you can rarely buy it." The white beard professor is also on the side. Some surprised.
"This...how is this possible!" Ricky heard a slight change in his face, and suddenly he felt a little flustered. He thought that McGonagall should have no preparations for the rush, but now he has come up with four levels of Warcraft ingredients.
"In this way, it may be that who is really prepared, this boss... really interesting." Hill looked at McGonagae slightly, his face showing a bit of curiosity.
The onlookers heard a small commotion, and the fourth-level Warcraft is not affordable for everyone, not to mention the rare iron barb. In contrast, Rich’s black-legged jumping goats seem to be worthless. One mention.

The ingredients are just the icing on the cake. What is the taste of the barbecue? The most important thing is the skill of the chef. There is no oil on the grill. I haven’t even ignited it. He may not know how to cook the meat. How do you win me?
Richie thought in his heart, and he regained his confidence in his heart. He picked up the knife and personally began to peel the goat, trying to perfect every process.
McGonagall is also a serious face. The Chinese kitchen knife is removed from the knife holder. The tip of the knife slides lightly on the beef. The sharp blade cuts the beef. When the knife is closed, a whole four-pound beef has been Evenly divided into squares of two centimeters square, the cuts are flat, and each piece seems to be measured by a ruler.
The superb knife work was amazing and caused a small commotion.