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

"First, knife work!"

"Second, cold dishes!"

"Third, soup!"

"Well, that's all for today's three contests, Xiaoyou. Is that ok?" Ha Swiss put away the three bamboo sticks, looked at MEG with a smile and asked.

"No problem." McGonagall nodded that he had no objection.

He thinks he's a good knife maker. In every dish he cooks in the kitchen god's proving ground, the knife maker is the key point to be supervised. Apart from anything else, he's more experienced in sliced duck than many decades ago.

As for cold dishes, the couple's lung slice, which has not yet been officially launched, is naturally the best choice. Although it has not been actually operated in the testing field, MEG also has full confidence in this dish.

Soup soup, of course, is highly praised, but a can of hard to find Buddha jump wall.

Three projects, McGonagall has a good self-confidence.

"Well, I like people as cheerful as Xiaoyou." Ha Switzer snapped his fingers, threw his bamboo stick into the stick container, rubbed his hands excitedly, and said to chebman, who was standing beside him, "take your time, go shopping. It's the same old way."

"Good master." Chebman nodded, turned and walked toward the cart, climbed on the cart, and slowly turned away.

"Are you going shopping now?" People's expressions are a little strange, and the character of this master is really free and easy.

McGonagall also slightly raised his eyebrows, but after a look at the time, it was only 9:45, and the market was in Aden square. It didn't take much time to buy a dish back and forth, and the duel should start at 10 o'clock.

Other apprentices in Switzerland began to lay out the kitchen utensils unloaded from the ox cart. The number of kitchen utensils was very small, and a set of heating stove was the most advanced. Then there was a big black iron pot, which was bigger than those on the apprentices' back. A thick log vegetable pier, a slender kitchen knife, and several thick pottery pots with lids.

The standard of kitchenware is similar to that of street vendors.

McGonagall's eyes stayed for a while longer on the slender kitchen knife. If the only valuable kitchen utensil among them is this kitchen knife, which is made of refined iron and tempered by thousands of times. Compared with many Knights' weapons, it is more delicate and should be made by famous experts.

"Xiaoyou, how about my autumn saury?" Ha Switzerland seems to feel McGonagall's eyes, picked up the kitchen knife, some flaunting in front of McGonagall swayed, "this is made by ROM himself for me, after he became famous, should only hit a kitchen knife."

"Hiss -- Master ROM's hand forged kitchen knife!"

"Is that the legendary forger who forged Alex's Tiandu sword?"

"It's not just Tiandu sword. At least half of the top ten weapons in Nolan are made by master ROM! I didn't expect that master ha Switzerland's kitchen knife was forged by him

The audience was in an uproar, watching the kitchen knife in Ha Swiss's hand. His eyes were shining. It was a dream for many knights to obtain the weapon forged by master ROM himself, even if it was just a kitchen knife and it was called autumn swordfish.

"Well, it's a coincidence that my fat head is also made by master Rom." McGonagall took out his fat head fish, turned it around in his hand and nailed it to the vegetable pier beside him.

A flash of cold light from the blade, shining in the sunshine, eye-catching.

"Mr. Mai's kitchen knife is actually made by master ROM!"

The crowd gaped at the strange style kitchen knife standing on the cutting board. It's a rectangular piece. There's no sense of streamline. If the handle is removed, it looks like a brick. But the forging technique, unique grain and chilling edge all make people feel that no one can forge such a sharp tool except master Roma.

"Has master ROM changed his career to kitchen knife recently?" There was a murmur from Abraham. The sword he asked for from master Abraham didn't know that it would be several years later.

"Fat headed fish?" Ha Switzerland looked at McGonagall's knife and the autumn swordfish in his hand. His expression was a little strange. He didn't expect that he was beaten in the face immediately when he said it. He couldn't help muttering: "ROM is dishonest. He said that he would never fight again in his life. How could he fight this little friend again?"

"That's a good name." Ha, Switzerland hit a ha ha, slightly embarrassed to pass the topic, looked at McGonagall and said: "if you have anything to prepare, please start to prepare, we agreed to start the duel at 10 o'clock, then it will start exactly."

"Before the duel starts, should we make sure the winner of the duel first?" McGonagall didn't start. Instead, he looked at Hagrid with a smile.

"Colorful head?" Ha Swiss Leng for a while, but immediately eyes a bright, "you mean to increase the bet, right?"

"That's understandable." MEG nodded.

"That's quite an interesting proposal." Ha Swiss rubbed his hands, but he was a little distressed and said, "but I don't have any money. If you look at the pot you like, you can bet on it."

"I don't want your pot." McGonagall shook his head, a broken black pot can be worth a few copper coins, with a smile looked at HA Switzerland, "otherwise, who lost the duel, call the other party a master."

"Master?" Ha Switzerland ponders, ponders seriously.

"If you really call master, you will be a younger generation in the future. If boss Mai loses, he won't want to go wandering with master ha Switzerland?"

"I heard that the three gambling houses in the city have already made a bet on this duel. I didn't expect that boss Mai and master ha Switzerland have also made a bet."

"To tell you the truth, I bought a hundred copper coins and boss Mai won."

"Ha ha, I also saw that you bought another 1000 copper coins. Ha, the Swiss master won."

"We can't lose money either."

The audience whispered, nervous and excited.

Bet on the honor of the duel, it will be very wonderful.

"Master, think twice." The apprentices of harshwitz advised one after another that they were not worried that harshwitz would call someone else a master. They were just worried that they would suddenly have many grandmasters.

"Well, Xiaoyou, let's make up our mind. If anyone loses this fight, he will call the other party master." Ha Swiss looked at McGonagall with a smile and nodded: "little friend, I think you have a strange skeleton. You are one of the most excellent culinary talents in the world. If you can travel with me and polish your cooking skills, I have a copy here in the future..."

"No, uncle, we haven't started yet. Don't rush to accept the apprentices“ McGonagall was a little helpless.