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

When they looked back, their eyes fell on the luxurious carriage and the beautiful woman in red standing on the shaft of the carriage. They were surprised.

"Half dragon coin, half gold coin... That's the mark of the buffet family!"

"Hill Buffett! She's the real leader of the buffet family now. I didn't expect her to come, and even want to be a judge? "

"It's true that I've been waiting for an hour to occupy the front row. The judges in today's Duel are really invincible!"

Soon someone recognized the carriage and the beautiful woman in red, surprised but also had some expectations.

McGonagall was also surprised to see that hill, the legendary woman in the chaotic city business circle, was more beautiful than he thought.

Her fiery red lips and long wavy brown hair make her look more mature than her real age. Standing on the shaft of the car, there is no doubt that she is a strong woman in the workplace. She doesn't look like a 17-year-old girl at all. However, the long legs exposed from the red skirt make her a beauty that men can't move their eyes.

"OK, the last judge is this beautiful lady." McGonagall smiles and nods. In his plan, there's a big business to talk to the woman who controls Buffett's treasury. It's obviously a good opportunity to get to know her.

"You are a man of vision." Hill, with a charming smile on his face, gracefully stepped down from the carriage and into the road where the crowd separated.

"Hard work, Mia." McGonagall looked at abelmia, who spread the smokeless carbon on the grill, and nodded slightly.

"It's not hard at all. Let me move out the tables and chairs for the judges first." Abelmia shook her head and was about to walk to the table and chair.

"So many men are standing, they will do well." McGonagall smiles, shakes his head and looks at Rich's guys.

"Bring the three tables over there and put them in a row, and then five chairs." Rich waved, and the guys walked over quickly. A jury with three tables appeared in front of their grill.

Robert sits in the middle, hill and Philip sit on both sides of him. The five judges sit down, and everyone is looking forward to McGonagall and rich, waiting for the official start of the duel.

Compared with rich's complex grill, the long grill in front of McGonagall is very simple. There are several small steel bars on the grill, which makes people confused about how McGonagall uses the grill.

"Do you need to continue to prepare?" Rich looked at McGonagall and asked. In addition to the grill, McGonagall had a table full of spices in front of him. There was a black box in the middle of the table. He didn't know what was in it. He didn't mean to block other people's eyes.

"It's just an hour. Let's start the duel." McGonagall raised his hand and looked at his watch, pointing to six o'clock.

"Well, let's start." Rich's face also showed a serious color, turned around and waved. Two strong guys came out with the black goat they had brought before and began to slaughter the sheep.

"This is the first level of Warcraft jumping black goat!" Someone in the crowd called softly.

"Jumping foot black goat is not easy to catch, even the price of breeding is not low, the taste and taste are more delicious than ordinary goats. I didn't expect boss rich to use it to make today's barbecue. I don't know what ingredients boss McGonagall will come up with to deal with it." Some people were surprised to say that people's eyes also turned to MEG.

Robert, they looked at the black goat and nodded slightly. Jumping foot black goat is not a high-grade food. However, there are not many kinds of goat Warcraft, and jumping foot goat is the easiest one to get. Richie's choice of black goat for roast mutton is obviously a very good choice.

Rich also looked at McGonagall with some pride. He came prepared, and the jumping black goat was ready for a long time. McGonagall rushed to fight, and it was estimated that he couldn't even take out a piece of decent meat.

McGonagall took a look at the black goat, who was still struggling under the pressure of two strong men. He opened the black box in front of him. The dense air-conditioning rose slowly, and a piece of beef brain appeared in the middle of the box.

Meg's brain meat is taken from the refrigerator. The system has just opened the right to use the ingredients. The quality of the beef provided by the system is better than that from the iron skinned bull he slaughtered, and it is obviously much fresher, so he uses it impolitely.

Reach out and put the beef on the chopping board. The fresh beef is covered with snowflake like patterns, which are evenly distributed. The meat quality is exquisite that can be felt just by looking at it.

"This is..." feipeter looked at the piece of beef on the chopping board, suddenly widened his eyes, some incredible way: "the beef of the fourth level Warcraft iron bull! And it's so fresh that it looks like it's just been slaughtered! "

"I didn't expect that the boss could even get tin beef. It's a big guy that many mercenary regiments dare not provoke. Unless they offer a high price reward, they can rarely buy it." The white beard professor was also surprised.

"This... This is not possible!" Ritchie's face changed slightly when he heard that McGonagall was in a hurry. He thought McGonagall should be unprepared, but now he came up with level 4 Warcraft ingredients.

"In this case, maybe someone is really prepared. This boss is really interesting." Hill squinted at MEG with a look of curiosity on his face.

The crowd around also caused a little commotion. Not everyone can afford to eat level 4 Warcraft. Besides, it's still such a rare iron bull. In contrast, rich's jumping black goat is not worth mentioning.

"The ingredients are just icing on the cake. What's the taste of the barbecue? The most important thing is the chef's skill. He hasn't touched a drop of oil on the grill, or even ignited it. He may not even know how to cook the meat. How can he beat me?" Rich thought in his heart and regained his self-confidence. He picked up the knife and began to skin the goat himself, striving to perfect every process.

McGonagall was also serious. He took down the Chinese kitchen knife from the rest of the knife. The tip of the knife glided lightly on the beef, and the sharp blade cut the beef. At the end of the knife, a whole piece of four Jin beef had been evenly divided into two cm square pieces, and the incision was smooth. The size of each piece seemed to be measured by a ruler.

The exquisite craftsmanship was amazing and caused a little commotion.