“Is this the soup that Mamy Restaurant Boss is going to use for the showdown? Why isn’t anyone watching it? Is it too casual?”

“Yeah, I came here to cheer on the fresh soup of Sith restaurant. It is the first title of my mind’s soup list.”

“I heard that this Boss is going to use a new dish to confront Sith Boss. It’s really self-confident.”

“No scent, is it boiling water?”

Many of the onlookers heard the news of the duel and came to see the lively. The restaurant door was closed and a silhouette was not seen. There was a stove in the doorway, and a wine jar was cooking on it. The people also whispered and passed the boring time before the start of the duel.

The restaurant’s regular customers are quite calm. Although not many people tasted the Buddha Jumps Over the Wall yesterday, the scent of the prisoner who succeeded in seduce the prison next door and the scene that led to the simultaneous appearance of the city lord, the palace owner and the warden, Still lingering in everyone’s mind.

“Please let me know, Sith restaurant is here.” At this moment, as soon as the bright carriage drove in, the bald head screamed in the car full of energy, and the crowd separated, and the carriage stopped at the entrance of the restaurant.

Sith stepped out of the carriage and watched the wine jar standing at the door froze. Is this the soup that Mag intends to play against him? This is the first time he has seen such a cooking container.

“Oh, it’s just getting some weird things to catch the eye.” Bald head sneered, and began to move the various kitchen utensils on the car with the guy, and quickly set up a very professional at the door of Mamy Restaurant. Stoves, pots and pans, all kinds of knives and kitchenware are readily available.

“Yes, this is just like a professional chef. What is it to build a jar directly here?” Everyone looked at the operation of the Sith restaurant and was immediately excited.

Cooking is not a rare thing, but it is delicious, but it is a very doorway thing.

The same kitchenware, the same ingredients, and even the same steps, the food made by different people has a completely different taste.

The Sith restaurant was ranked second in the soup list, and it has become a nobleman in Chaos city restaurant from a niche restaurant.

The delicious He Xian Tang is famous, and how it was made is really curious.

Sith glanced at the closed restaurant door, retracted his gaze, and began to check whether all kinds of kitchen utensils and seasonings were ready. Instead, he looked at the bald head and said, “Are the ingredients ready?”

“I’ve already said hello. It should be on the way. Old Joseph always fished in the cleanest waters outside the city with the best quality.” Bald head Dahan nodded.

“Sith Boss, I’ll send you the fish and shrimp you want.” At this moment, a voice came from the outside, and everyone separated, a hair grey-white, an old man with a sleeve and a sleeve. The cask came in and dropped the cask on the ground, which was relaxed.

Inside the wooden barrel was a half barrel of clean and clear water. River prawns and small fishes were swimming happily in the water, and there were more than a dozen flower clams underneath.

“Wow, this water is really clean, and these rivers are so fresh.”

“Is this just hitting the river? Isn’t it just that He Xian is so energetic?”

“The Sith restaurant uses the freshest ingredients. It is fresh and clean. No wonder the soup is so delicious every time.”

People stepped forward and looked at it, couldn’t help but praise it.

“Old Joseph, it’s been hard.” Sith looked at He Xian in the barrel, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face. The goods delivered by Old Joseph were always the best quality, and this time was no exception.

Bald head gave the old Joseph the money, and then carefully poured the fish and shrimp from the barrel into the prepared tub for later use.

The stove was set up and the ingredients were ready. Sith glanced at it for about ten minutes before the agreed time.

“Oh, are you ready?” Robert walked in from outside the crowd, watching all the well-equipped Sith, and glanced down at the altar standing at the door, can’t help but be frustrated, Boss Mag is selling again What’s the point?

“There are quite a lot of people, are you afraid of losing? No one knows?” Phillipe squeezed in from the crowd with some difficulty, sorted out his clothes, and looked with a sense of displeasure.

“The battle between No. 2 and No. 1 on the list is really an anticipation duel.” A middle-aged woman in a white sable fur coat came in and smiled.

“Yeah, I heard that Mister Mag has a new work, but it’s quite anticipating.” Avis Lord Zihe came in with a smile and greeted Robert.

“Seniors are here, making my junior look very abrupt, and Sith Boss didn’t say it in advance, otherwise how dare I show one’s slight skill before an expert in front of Seniors.” A youngster wearing a blue robe smiled and groaned. Came in.

“Wow, what a luxurious referee lineup!”

“Mr. Robert Robert of the gourmet food association, Mr. Phillipe, a poisonous tongue gourmet critic, Candice, a queen of cooking who has just returned from Lotto, former Lord Rhodes suckling pig chef Ivis Lord, and … recently just became a special contributor to Carnism Magazine Columnist Randy, this lineup … is really invincible. “

The onlookers looked at the five people who came one after another. They all showed a surprised look. Didn’t expect a matchup such as this, but they could invite such a high-spec referee. It seems that Sith Boss really wants authority. The result of this duel.

“It’s almost time, hasn’t Boss Mag come out yet?” Robert glanced at his watch, wondering.

“It seems that the boss of this restaurant is a bit arrogant. The referee is here, and he hasn’t come out yet.” Candice glanced at the closed restaurant door and smiled.

“jingle.”

At this moment, the restaurant door opened outward, and Mag, dressed in a chef’s suit, came out, looking at the melon-eating crowd who surrounded the restaurant door from the inside and outside a little, and then he looked at Robert standing in front of the restaurant. Everyone smiled and said, “This is all the judges today.”

“Yes, Boss Mag, the judges have arrived, and the duel time is approaching. Please also provide seats for the judges.” Sith looked at Mag.

“Should.” Mag smiled and looked at Bald Head, who looked disdainfully on the side. “The waiters in my restaurant are all weak girls, so the strong man will help move the tables and chairs.”

“Me?” Bald head Dahan hesitated, trying to refute.

“Let’s move, the duel will begin.” Sith said.

“Yes.” Bald head Han swallowed it when he reached his mouth, and greeted the two guys to put together the tables at the door and straighten out the judges.

The public judges are seated.

Robert sat in the middle, looking at Mag and Sith Road: “Boss Mag and Sith Boss are both culinary masters. Today, they are cooking in a soup showdown with soup soup. Five of us acted as judges and decided by voting. Win or lose, can the two sides disagree? ”


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