A Stay-at-home Dad’s Restaurant In An Alternate World

“Eh …” With a look of expression, Robert waved his hands quickly: “I am now the President of the Gourmet Food Association. I’m afraid I can’t follow you for a while.”

“It doesn’t matter, I will keep the pot for you. When do you want to understand, you can always find me.” Kazakhstan waved his hand unexpectedly, reached out and patted the black pot behind Chebman, said with a smile: “Putting on this gangster is our gangster … ahhh, the homeless chef.”

“This is the last time.” Jeffrey looked at Kazakhstan, although he still had a face, but his expression had been much relieved compared to normally.

“How can you say that, I think you can live a few more years.” Hasselblad looked at Jeffrey with a serious expression.

Jeffrey’s eyebrows were raised slightly, but there was a little smile in his eyes, pointing to Switzerland, saying, “I want to eat dry roast fish today. If I can’t, I will smash your pot.”

“Your request is a bit excessive, I will try to satisfy you.” Ha Switzerland said a little.

“Ha Switzerland, you said you brought a book to the children, where is it?” Novan groaned as he watched Ha Switzerland.

“It’s all in the car. I bought it on the road. I almost fell asleep against the ceiling, and you quickly moved it away for me.” Kazakhstan was a little depressed.

“Okay, I moved away at that moment.” Novan smiled.

“I don’t take the leather-covered books that I put under the pillow.” Ha Swiss approached Novan, whispering.

“You.” Novan gave him a scornful look, but nodded calmly.

“Get your seat for the judges.” Mag turned back to Yabei Mia, the restaurant door opened, and five tables and chairs quickly lined up in front of the restaurant.

“Little friend, I asked for these people on my own initiative, what do you think?” Ha Swiss looked back at Mag and asked hehe with a smile.

Hill looked towards Mag with an interest, with a slight smile in his eyes.

“I have no opinion. I am very honored to be invited to the judges. Please sit down.” Mag smiled, Motherf * cker in her heart.

You and he almost invited the most powerful guys in Chaos city. What else can I say?

Where can I go to invite this kind of big brother?

“That’s good, I’m also worried that you will feel too offensive.” Kazakh relaxed.

Mag: “…”

“The card of the undefeated God of Cookery is really not covered.” An idea popped into the minds of everyone at the same time. After all, Chaos city can be familiar with these people, it is definitely not ordinary people.

All the judges took their seats, and the atmosphere of the audience was already ignited by the judges.

These five scenes in the same frame are extremely rare.

“Boss Mag, look forward to your performance today.” Hill walked past Mag, slightly said with a smile.

“Thank you.” Mag slightly nodded.

“Boss Mag, if you want to win him, then you are the hero of Chaos city.” As Michael passed, he was warned repeatedly.

“Come on, Boss Mag,” Robert encouraged with a fist.

Jeffrey glanced at Mag, looking thoughtful, and walked without saying anything.

“Mister Mag, you have to fight for our Chaos city.” Novan laughed.

Mag has felt a bit of pressure. Although it is not clear how Kazakh and Swiss cooking is, from the performance of Michael and the others, his strength is definitely not by bragging.

Of course, the source of his pressure was not the expectations of others, but if he lost, he would have to carry the ugly black pot, follow them to wander, and call the greasy uncle Master.

Alas, it’s miserable.

The judges were seated, and Kazakhstan also came to the middle of the venue. I didn’t know where to pull out a bamboo tube. There were dozens of bamboo sticks with the words on it, and said to Mag beckons with the hand: “Little friends, let’s shake Signed to decide how to head off? “

The more Mag looks at Kazakhstan, the more it looks like a magic stick. Which chef will carry a ticket holder with him? And even the duel method is decided with a bid?

“The rumor is true, the Master Kazakhstan really took the ticket holder with him.” Winnie Sha looked at the ticket holder in Kazakhstan with surprise, “It is said that he will use this to help others check the fate.

“Is it accurate?” Abraham asked.

“I heard that it is accurate, just listen to it. It is said that before he helped a girl calculate marriage, saying that there was no peach blossom in this life, but she ran into peach blossom on the 2nd day and married an ideal husband.”

“Then I probably know why these apprentices are carrying a black pot.” Abraham knew.

“How to shake?” Mag stepped down the stairs, came to Kazakhstan, and glanced at the various types of bamboo sticks contained in his signature tube, which were marked with numbers, engraved characters, and written on it: knife skill, soup 羹Frying … It’s not just limited to dishes, it almost encompasses all aspects of the chef’s ability.

“My lottery contains 10000 elephants in cooking. For the sake of fairness, if you are not good at anything, I can remove them first, and then we will shake one of them out as a duel item, and then The judge representative will shake a sign, which is also used as a duel project.

3 games, whoever wins 2 games will win the game. “Kazakhstan said with a smile.

Mag looking thoughtful, the choice of the test project was very creative. He reached for the bamboo tube from Kazakhstan and Switzerland, and picked out more than a dozen strange items such as a large iron pan over his head and a chopping board on his chest. Nodded said, ” Just shake from here. “

“Just take this away?” Kazakhstan looked at a dozen bamboo sticks in Mag’s hands in amazement. Some of the chefs he encountered before even left 3 bamboo sticks in the bamboo tube. Mag only chose to leave. After a dozen bamboo sticks, he was really surprised.

“Others are all basic skills and regular dishes of a chef, shouldn’t they be kept?” Mag asked back.

“My friend, you are really interesting, then I start shaking first.” Kazakhstan held the signing tube in both hands, and sincerely started the bamboo stick in Monster Sovereign’s hand.

The audience’s eyes are just following the ticket lot in his hands, this is the first time that a novel way of deciding a duel has been seen.

“pa.”

A bamboo stick fell out of the bamboo tube and landed on the ground with a pop.

“Here it is.” Ha Swiss swooped up to pick up the bamboo stick, glanced at it, and then raised his head high and said, “The first, knife skill!”

“Knife skill.” Mag looking thoughtful, who has been honed for so long at the God of Cookery Proving Ground, he is quite confident in his knife skill, reaches for the bamboo tube, shakes it a few times at random, and falls out He took a bamboo stick and caught it in the air. He flipped the bamboo stick and looked at it, and raised his head, saying, “Cold dish.”

Oh, it seems that the couple’s lung film is useful.

“The second item is cold dishes.” Ha Swiss took the bamboo tube, walked towards the judges’ seat, put the bamboo tube in front of Hill, and smiled: “The third item is up to you.”

“Okay.” Hill picked up the bamboo tube directly, and Harder shook it a few times, and a bamboo stick flew out and fell on the table.

Hill picked up the bamboo stick and glanced, loudly said, “Tang Ye!”