Chapter 743: a shot

Congratulations to Master McGonagall, His Majesty and your noble people are full of praise for the food you have made. This is the best menu for this palace feast.

At this moment, the former waiter led the ten maids to come in again, and said excitedly before they reached McGonagall.
The lively dining hall seemed to be quiet, and the chefs’ faces were shocked.
"what!"
The tree man took his own hand from the stove and stuffed it into the water tank on the side. There was still a bit of a linger on his face.
What is the concept of the best dish in the palace?
I got the best, that is the first of all the chefs of this palace!
In a sense, it can also be said that the Nolan mainland chefs have reached the summit.
The best of the past banquets were almost all taken by Master Bierman. Even if there were some omissions, the winners were all the chefs in the palace. They were all chefs in the chef world. They were highly respected and highly recognized.
Although it is only a dish that does not fully represent strength, this is the best sign, which can stand out among so many top chefs, and is favored by the king. The future is naturally limitless.
But this past, the awards won by the masters, this waiter turned out that Meg is expected to get? If it is not for this person to exaggerate, then McGonagall is not the biggest dark horse in this palace feast!
"This... how is this possible!"
Nandeli and Sivarziqi are discolored. I thought that McGonagall was just a third-rate chef. I didn't expect that even the king would even praise it, and even might get the glory of the best dishes of the palace.
Thinking of what I said before, I can’t wait to find a place to sneak in, this old face is thrown away.
What makes them even more frightened is that if Maggie and Billman become the masters of the dining hall in the future, will they be disqualified from participating in the palace?
With the name of the palace banquet chef, they have made a lot of money in these years. They only want to let the disciples and grandchildren pass on. They have made money from generation to generation. Now the situation has turned sharply. It seems that they have offended people who cannot be offended. Suddenly panic in my heart.
"Uncle McGonagall is so powerful!" Luluka and Lukaka looked at McGonagall with a look of adoration, and all the little eyes were in the eyes of the quilt.
Karuru blinked and seemed to be a little unbelievable. "What is wrong with this world? This kind of strange thing happened to me."
"Over-reputed, please wait, the second dish will soon be good." McGonagall nodded slightly, no surprise, still calm.
With just one dish, he doesn't feel that he has already sealed the victory. After all, it is the best chef in the whole Nolan continent. It may make people feel refreshed with novelty, but it is not enough to crush other chefs.
He must use all his strengths for the next two dishes. After all, this time he came to Luolu for the sake of system tasks. If the mission fails, he can't afford the consequences.
As for the super reward after the success of the task in the system, he is also very curious. After all, the system has always been stingy, can't he still give him a big gift?
"Okay." The waiter nodded and stood there. There was no hint of urging. The strength exhibited by McGonagall has already convinced him deeply. Without any surprise, the dining hall will welcome a resident chef. And it is still the kind that is loved by His Majesty.
In the northwest corner of the dining hall, a middle-aged chef glanced at McGonagall's direction, looking a little uncomfortable looking at the black and white chef's suit, gray hair and meticulous combing behind his head, wearing a white high hat. Mann Road: "Master, the chef of the chaotic city..."
"The people who are praised are still not arrogant, why are you eager to get angry?" Bierman picked up a spoonful of soup and poured it into a bowl, sprinkled with chopped green onion and seasoning, and said without hesitation.
The chef was a little anxious: "But he is just a chef from the city of chaos. Even Beyat is known as the first chef in the city of chaos. What is his ability to compete with you for the best? What? I don't accept it!"
"Yeah, he was only a few years old. When he was a chef for a few years, how can he compare with Master?"
"I think that the waiter made a mess, and he liked the dishes that Master had done. How could he like to eat the guy to cook."
Other chefs have also spoken out, and their faces are full of unsatisfactory colors.
In their eyes, there is no qualification for Meglian and Bilkman. How can he compete with him for the best name of the palace feast.
"If he can really make a satisfying meal, it is a good thing to celebrate." Billman put down the spoon in his hand and looked at the chefs standing next to him, looking a little more serious: "I have been more than Once I told you that there is no end to cooking. If you want to be a real chef, you need continuous learning and progress, and you must continue to innovate. I am not the height of your stop, but your stepping stone, so that there will be more More delicious and interesting dishes appear."
The chefs were silent, although the heart was still a bit uncomfortable with McGonagall, but there were some new thoughts about Bierman.
The steaks sizzle on the hot iron plates, and the steaks soaked in red wine and various seasonings quickly exudes a fascinating scent. The black pepper sauce is poured over the quarter-cooked steak and garnished with two blues. Flowers and bell peppers, a portion of black pepper steak, was quickly taken away by the graceful maids.
Nandeli and Sival have closed their mouths. If they were not too much before, they are now going to hug their thighs.
Carruru saw Meg temporarily paused, but also smiled and came forward, a face sighed: "Meg Brothers, I did not expect your cooking skills to be so powerful, just that beef looks very delicious, you really are It’s hidden, if you take the best of the palace, it’s really a good name!

"My brother has a good reputation, just playing it normally. This is the best." McGonagall shook his head with a smile. For this ‘a famous shot,’ he always felt that the adjective was strange to him.
In the hall.
The king put down the spoon, and the rice in front of the simmered chicken has all been eaten. Even the rice is not left. The delicious experience brought by the simmered chicken rice and the rich nutrition of the chicken soup make his face rosy, and there are still some The feeling is still unfinished.
The representatives of all ethnic groups also had similar expressions. I didn’t expect that I was just an ordinary palace feast. I didn’t expect it to be a locust by this little food. If I didn’t feel it was too proper, I couldn’t help but want to call again. One copy.
"The second chef asked the chef to offer a second dish!"
At this moment, the waiter again led the maids into the door, loud.