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

"Congratulations, master McGonagall. Your majesty and your people are full of praise for your food. The best dishes for this palace banquet are expected."

Just then, the former waiter led the ten maids into the door again, and before reaching MEG, he said excitedly.

The busy dining hall seemed to be quiet, and the faces of the chefs were shocked.

"Ah

The tree man took out his burning hand from the stove and put it into the water tank beside him. His face was still a little palpitating.

What is the concept of the best dishes for Palace Banquet?

Got this best, that is the first of all chefs in this palace banquet!

In a sense, it can also be said that it has reached the top of the culinary circle in Nolan.

In previous years, the best palace banquets were almost all won by master Bilman. Even if there were some omissions occasionally, the winners were all imperial chefs in the palace. They were all first-class chefs in the culinary world. They were highly respected and recognized.

Although it's just a dish, the best can't fully represent the strength, but the best is a gold lettered signboard. It can stand out from so many top chefs and be favored by the king, so the future is unlimited.

But this award, which used to be won by the masters, the waiter openly said that McGonagall was expected to win? If it wasn't for this man's exaggeration, wouldn't MEG be the biggest dark horse in the palace banquet!

"This... This is not possible!"

Nandeli and xiwalqiqi changed their colors. They thought MEG was just a third rate cook. But now they even praise the king of the kingdom. They may even win the honor of the best dishes at the Palace Banquet.

Thinking of what I said before, I wish I could find a way to get in. This old face is lost.

What makes them even more scared is whether McGonagall will be disqualified from attending the Palace Banquet if he becomes as important a master in the dining hall as Bilman in the future?

With the name of imperial chef of Palace Banquet, they have made a lot of money in recent years. They just want to let their disciples and grandchildren pass it on and make money from generation to generation. Now the situation is changing rapidly. It seems that they have offended people who can't be offended, and they are in a panic.

"Uncle McGonagall is so powerful!" Luruka, luruka looked at MEG admiringly, with little stars in their eyes.

Kaluru blinked, as if a little can't believe, "what's wrong with the world, this kind of supernatural things happened around me."

"I'm flattered. Just a moment, please. The second course will be ready soon." McGonagall nodded slightly, calm as before.

He doesn't feel like he has won by just one dish. After all, there are the best chefs in the whole continent of Nolan. With the new taste, it may be refreshing, but it's not enough to crush other chefs.

He has to do his best for the next two courses. After all, he came to Luoyang for the system task. If the task fails, he can't afford the consequences.

As for the super reward for the success of the task in the mouth of the system, he is also quite curious. After all, the system has always been stingy. Will it give him a big gift package?

"All right." The waiter nodded and stood aside. He didn't mean to urge him. McGonagall was deeply impressed by his strength. If there is no accident, there will be a resident chef in the dining hall, and he is still very popular with his majesty.

In the northwest corner of the dining hall, a middle-aged chef took a look at Meg's direction. He looked at Bilman, who was wearing a black-and-white chef's uniform, gray hair and a white hat. He said: "master, the chef of the chaotic city..."

"If a praised person is not arrogant, why are you in a hurry to get angry?" Bilman scooped up a spoonful of thick soup and poured it into a bowl. He sprinkled the scallions and seasonings on it, and said calmly.

The Cook said anxiously, "but he is just a cook from the city of chaos. Even bayat is known as the first cook in the city of chaos. How can he compete with you for the best Palace Banquet? I don't agree

"Yes, he is only a few years old. He has been a cook for several years. How can he be compared with master you?"

"I think it's the waiter who made it up. Your majesty likes the dishes made by master most. How can you like the dishes made by that guy?"

Other chefs also spoke in response, and their faces were full of anger.

In their eyes, McGonagall didn't even have the qualification to fight Bilman. How could he compete with him for the best title of the palace banquet.

"If he can really make delicious food to your Majesty's satisfaction, it's a good thing to celebrate." Bilman put down his spoon and looked at the chefs standing beside him. He said seriously: "I have told you more than once that there is no end to cooking. To be a real cook, you need to keep learning and making progress, and keep innovating. I'm not the height you stop, but your stepping stone, so that more delicious and interesting dishes will appear. "

The cooks were silent one after another. Although they were still not angry at McGonagall, they also had some new thoughts about Bilman's words.

The beefsteak makes a sweet sound on the hot iron plate. The beefsteak soaked in red wine and various seasonings soon gives off a intoxicating smell. The black pepper sauce is poured on the medium rare steak, decorated with two broccoli flowers and colored peppers. A portion of the black pepper beefsteak is quickly carried away by the elegant Maids.

Nandley and sivar have closed their mouths. If they didn't say too much before, they are going to hold their thighs now.

Seeing that McGonagall had stopped for a while, karulu also came forward with a smile and said with admiration: "brother McGonagall, I didn't expect that your cooking skills are so good. The beef is delicious just now. You really have a deep secret. If you take the best Palace Banquet this time, you will really become famous!"

"I'm flattered. I just play normally. I can't afford it." McGonagall smiles and shakes his head. He always thinks it's a bit strange to use this adjective in him.

In the main hall.

The king put down his spoon and finished all the stewed chicken rice in front of him. There was no rice left. The delicious experience brought by the stewed chicken rice and the rich nutrition of the chicken soup made his face a little ruddy, but there was still a sense of unfinished.

The representatives of all ethnic groups have the same expression. They didn't expect that they thought it was just an ordinary Palace Banquet, but they were attracted by this small piece of delicious food. If they didn't think it was inappropriate, they couldn't help asking for another one.

"Second course from the chef, your highness!"

At this moment, the waiter led the maids in again and said loudly.