Other-Worldly Restaurant of A Stay-at-Home Dad

"Er..." Robert looked embarrassed and waved his hand: "I'm the president of the Food Association now. I'm afraid I can't get away from following you for a while."

"It doesn't matter. I'll keep the pot for you. When you think about it, you can come to me at any time." Ha Switzer waved his hand and patted the black pot behind chebman. He said with a smile, "if you carry this black pot, it's our black pot gang... Ah bah, the homeless chef."

"This is the last time." Jeffrey looked at HA Switzerland, although still a face, but the expression has been more relaxed than usual, not salty.

"How can you say that? I think you can live a few more years." Ha Switzerland looked at Geoffrey and said seriously.

Geoffrey's eyebrows were slightly raised, but there was a smile in his eyes. He pointed to ha Switzerland and said, "today I'm going to eat dry roast fish. If I can't, I'll smash your pot."

"You're asking too much. I'll try my best to satisfy you." Ha, Switzerland is a bit of a counsellor.

"Ha, Switzerland, you said you brought books for the children. Where are they?" Novartis looked at Hagrid and said with a smile.

"It's all in the car. I bought it on the road. I'm going to sleep close to the ceiling. You move it away quickly." Ha, Switzerland is a little depressed.

"All right, I'll move out then." Novartis said with a smile.

"Don't take the leather books I put under my pillow by mistake." Ha, Switzerland came close to him and whispered.

"You." Novartis looked at him with disdain, but still nodded his head quietly.

"Prepare seats for the judges." MEG looked back and said to abelmia. The door of the dining room opened and five tables and chairs were soon lined up in front of the dining room.

"Xiaoyou, I've invited so many people on my own. What do you think?" Ha Swiss looked back at MEG and asked with a smile.

Hill looked at McGonagall with interest, with a sort of teasing look in his eyes.

"I don't mind. It's a great honor to have all the judges. Please take a seat." McGonagall had a smile on his face and MMP in his heart.

You've invited almost all the most powerful big men in the chaotic city. What else can I say?

Where can I invite such a big guy?

"That's good. I'm afraid you'll find it too flashy." Ha, Switzerland let go.

McGonagall: "and

"The face of the unbeaten Kitchen God is really not covered." People's minds at the same time jumped out of an idea, after all, in the city of chaos to be able to mix with these very familiar appearance, it is absolutely not ordinary people.

The judges took their seats one after another, and the atmosphere of the whole audience has been ignited by the judges.

The scene of five people in the same frame is extremely rare.

"Boss Mai, I'm looking forward to your performance today." Hill walked past MEG and said with a smile.

"Thank you." MEG nodded slightly.

"Boss Mai, if you want to win him, you will be the hero of chaos city." As Michael passed by, he also said with a look of expectation.

"Come on, boss Mai." Robert clenched his fist and encouraged.

Geoffrey took a look at MEG, thought deeply, and walked over without saying anything.

"Mr. McGonagall, you have to fight for our chaotic city." Novartis said with a smile.

McGonagall has felt a bit of pressure, although it is not clear how the cooking skills of Harzburg are, but from the performance of Michael and others, his strength is not by boasting.

Of course, the source of his pressure is not other people's expectations, but if he loses, he will have to bear the ugly black pot, go wandering with them, and call the greasy uncle Shifu.

Tut, what a tragedy.

When the judges sat down, ha Switzerland also came to the middle of the venue. He didn't know where to take out a bamboo tube with ten bamboo sticks in it. He waved to McGonagall and said, "little friend, why don't we decide the duel by shaking the sticks?"

The more McGonagall looks at it, the more like a magic wand Switzerland is. Which chef will carry a signature box with him? And even the way of the duel is decided by the draw?

"The rumor is true. Ha, the Swiss master really took the autograph with him." Vanessa was surprised to see the autograph in the hand of HA Switzerland. "It's said that he will use this to help others check their fate."

"Is it accurate?" Asked Abraham.

"It's said that it's quite accurate. Just listen to it the other way around. It's said that he helped a girl calculate her marriage before. He said that there was no peach blossom in her life. As a result, she bumped into a peach blossom the next day and married a man of her own accord."

"Then I probably know why all his disciples are carrying a black pot." Abraham knows.

"How to shake it?" McGonagall went down the steps and came to harshwitz. He took a look at all kinds of bamboo sticks in his container. They were all marked with numbers, engraved with words, and on them were written: knife work, soup, frying and baking... Not only for dishes, but also for all the abilities that a chef needs to master.

"My signature box contains all aspects of cooking. For the sake of fairness, if you are not good at anything, I can eliminate them first, and then we can shake out one of them as a duel project, and then the representative of the judge shakes one of them as a duel project.

In a three game duel, whoever can win two games will win this duel. " Ha, Switzerland said with a smile.

McGonagall thought that the selection of this competition project was very creative. He took over the bamboo tube of harshwitz, picked out more than ten strange projects, such as the big iron pot on his head and the chopping board on his chest, and nodded: "just shake it from here."

"Is that all?" Hagrid looked at McGonagall's more than ten bamboo sticks in surprise. Some of the chefs he met before even left three bamboo sticks in the bamboo tube. McGonagall only chose more than ten bamboo sticks, which really surprised him.

"The rest are the basic skills and regular dishes of a chef. Shouldn't we keep them?" McGonagall asked.

"Xiaoyou, you are really interesting. I'll start shaking first." Ha Switzerland hands holding for the sign, a face of sincere start in the hands of the demon emperor bamboo.

The audience's eyes are just following his hands of the request for the signature, such a novel decision to duel way is the first time to see.

"Pop."

A bamboo stick fell out of the bamboo tube and fell to the ground with a slap.

"Here we are." Ha Swiss bent down to pick up the bamboo stick, looked at it, then raised his head high and said, "first, swordsman!"

"Knife work." McGonagall felt thoughtful and had been honed in the kitchen god testing ground for so long. He was quite confident about his knife work. He reached for the bamboo tube, shook it a few times, and fell out a bamboo stick. He caught it in mid air, turned it over and looked at it. He also raised his head and said, "cold dish."

Oh, it seems that husband and wife lung slice has a place to use.

"The second is cold dishes." Ha Switzerland took the bamboo tube, went to the jury, put the bamboo tube in front of hill, and said with a smile, "the third item is up to you."

"Good." Hill directly picked up the bamboo tube and shook it with force. A bamboo stick flew out and fell on the table.

Hill picked up the bamboo stick, looked at it and said in a loud voice, "soup!"