Chapter 649: I have said such a shameful line.

Beat's stewed beef is very delicious, but in contrast, Mr. McGonagall's steak is obviously more in line with my taste, so I chose Mr. McGonagall.
Hill smiled.
"I chose him, beef should be right to do this." Camilla looked at McGonagall, his eyes flashing, not knowing what he was thinking.
The four judges have already stated that everyone's eyes are on Jeffrey. Although Jeffrey's decision will not affect the outcome of the game, he is the president after all, and his judgment will still have no small influence.
Spedge held his fist and stared at Jeffrey. Only Jeffrey was still on his side, and he was not lost today.
McGonagall also looked at Jeffrey, the old man who didn't have much expression change from beginning to end, giving him a feeling like the old man of his family.
This old fox, which has been polished for a lifetime in the mall, is the most difficult to deal with because you have no way of guessing what is in his mind.
And this old man created and developed the Aden Chamber of Commerce.
The easiest way to overthrow the rules of the Aden Chamber of Commerce for semi-racial discrimination is to let the old man give up the position of the president and then modify the rules.
Jeffrey didn't care about those gaze, calmly said: "In this matchup, the steak made by Mr. McGee at the Maimy restaurant is more than the beef made by the Bayard chef at Dukas Restaurant. Delicious, this vote, I voted for Mr. McGonagall."
"Mr. McGonagall, voted in the whole vote!"
"I really didn't think it would be the result! Someone can win a full vote in the matchup of the Bayard chef!"

I have a hunch that this Mimi restaurant is going to be a big fire in the city of chaos!

"What is the origin of this Meg? Suddenly jumped out and suddenly disrupted the bureau of the chaotic city catering industry."
As a result, the dust settled, and a sudden commotion broke out in the crowd. This matchup was published from the beginning to the end of the results. It can be called ups and downs. Except for a few people who have eaten at the Maimi restaurant, no one expected it to be such a result.
In addition to sighing the results of this matchup, these guests are most concerned about McGonagall.
This is the man who won the favor of Miss Hill and the city owner from the appearance of the show. The man who defeated the chef of Bayat in the cooking matchup with absolute advantage has already been destined to become the most concerned man tonight.
The guests present were mostly the best businessmen in the city of chaos. Their keen sense of smell allowed them to easily judge the value of a person. A new star like McGonagall is obviously the most worthwhile.
"This...how is this possible!" Cyril had some unacceptable look at the triumphant McGonagall and the stunned Beyat, which had a huge deviation from the results he expected. He even thought about the ridicule. Ok, but now there is no chance to say it.
I thought that McGonagall would fail in the duel. When he lost a good shop, he would also become the laughing stock of the audience.
Unexpectedly, McGonagall stepped on the two gold glittering stepping stones of Dukas and Beyat, and directly became the focus of the audience.
"That is the only place I can deserve!" Cyril held his fist and clenched his teeth. He wished to give McGonagall a raw meal.
"President... Is it going to give up Dukas?" Spike's body swayed and panicked.
Every year, there are some new restaurants in Aden Square. Some of them have good taste and environment. But after the test of time, some closed down, some survived and disappeared. No one can go to Dukas Restaurant. Form a threat.
However, Spike now feels the crisis in McGonagall.
A young, calm opponent.
Moreover, this opponent has a strong strength and has an unimaginable background.
Even the president who has been standing behind the Dukas restaurant seems to be no longer firmly on his side.
This is the most unacceptable result for him.
"Thank you." McGonagall nodded slightly and turned to look at the somewhat frustrated Beyat. He said sincerely: "There is no doubt that you are a good chef."
Beyate's eyes were lifted again, and the eyes seemed to have a renewed glow. Looking at McGonagall, his lips moved and seemed to want to say something.
McGonagall didn't wait for Beyate to open his mouth, his hands folded over his chest, and smiled. "Of course, there is still a gap between me and me. Because I am correcting the definition of food in this world. Today, I am correcting What should beef do?"
Bayard’s words were all stuck in his throat, looking at McGonagall, his mouth open, but he didn’t know what to say.
The audience suddenly felt quiet, and the guests looked at McGonagall and Beatette with some eccentric expression. Although it seemed that McGonagall’s words seemed a bit rushing, it seemed that there was nothing wrong with him.
It was the challenge that Beyat proposed, and McGonagall only reiterated his idea once again.
"System, I have said such a shameful line, should the additional task be successful?" McGonagall said in his heart, couldn't help but roll his eyes. "And, you are sure that I will pull hatred like this, and then it will not be because of these. The chef’s resentment, re-follow me back to be a guest?

"Don't worry about the host, absolutely no such thing will happen." The system vowed to say, "According to the situation of the host, there will never be a second chance to cross, but will be directly hit by five thunder, big deal, I will give it when I arrive. You ask for sympathy and let Heaven become a thunder."
"What is the difference?"
"There is no difference, anyway, it is dead."
"roll!"
McGee's face is black, and this system is really not reliable.

Hey! Congratulations to the host, win the culinary showdown and get the chance to advance the lucky draw!

"Hey! Congratulations to the host, complete the task of pulling hatred and get a chance to win the kitchen gods!"
The sound of the system sounded.
"Mr. McGonagall is indeed a talented chef. For the chefs of the City of Chaos, this is a good thing." Bayat took a deep breath and looked at McGonagall with a dignified look. "But I firmly believe that beef is not only the one you are doing is right and delicious, I hope that in the future I will have the opportunity to have a matchup with you about beef."
"I can wait for you." McGonagall looked at Bayard and nodded slightly, and there was a smile in his eyes. This is the real chef, a little bit interesting.
"The father has won! Father is really the best!"
Amy raised his knife and fork and cried happily.
The cute appearance of the little guy also made a lot of people smile, and all the inferiority of the semi-racial seems to be unable to find any points in her body, so that they can not help but wonder if their prejudice against the semi-racial is wrong.
"Mr. McGonagall, I have something to talk to you, I don't know if there is time." Hill gracefully came over with a glass of red wine and looked at Meg's smile.