Daddy Fantasy World Restaurant

After the duel project was decided, Mag set a trick for Harry as he wished, and synchronized with the system tasks, success or failure depended on it.

If you lose, you have to call the other party's master anyway according to the punishment system, he is fearless.

"This little guy, is it possible that he wants to join my black pot gang, become my apprentice, and learn to cook from me?" Harris looked at Mag thoughtfully, and began to wonder if Mag was playing him.

With the help of Mia and the others, Mag also took out all the kitchen utensils and ingredients that needed to be used, facing Harry's kitchen utensils, and separated them on both sides of the judges' seat.

"Give way, please." When ten o'clock was approaching, Chebman's voice sounded from outside, and the ox cart came slowly and then stopped.

Chebman's apprentices hurried forward to help unload the goods. There were not many ingredients, and they barely filled two vegetable baskets, which were very common dishes.

After the ingredients were arranged on the opposite side, Mag raised his hand and glanced at his watch, and said calmly, "Ten o'clock."

"Okay, then let's compete in the first item—knife skills." Harris didn't procrastinate, and took two potatoes from the basket, one of which was in his hand, and the other was directly facing Mag's. Toss it in the direction, and then said: "Knife skills are the basic skills of a chef. The sentence of seven points for knife skills and three points for heat fully demonstrates the importance of knife skills. These are two potatoes, one for you and one for me. The rules are very simple. For three minutes, show the best knife work you can on this potato, and the judges will vote for the potato they think has the better knife."

"Okay." McGonagall snapped the potato with a bit of silt on it. He had no doubts about Harry's simple and rough rules. Knife crafting is delicate work. Every chef is different, so compare them together. That is to see who is awesome and it's over.

The scene has gradually quieted down. Everyone looked at the two potatoes held in the hands of Mag and Harry, and subconsciously held their breath. They all wanted to know that two ordinary potatoes would become What does it look like.

Mag tossed the potato upwards, and grabbed the fathead fish with his right hand. The light of the knife flickered, and the potato seemed to be dancing on the tip of the knife. The potato with the peeled skin slowly rotated on the tip of the knife.

And the potato skins all fell on a plate below, with a thin layer of skin, almost no potatoes sticking to each other, it was extremely complete.

"Excellent knife skills!"

The audience couldn't help admiring that this wave of operations is smooth and smooth, although it's just a skinny, it has already shown technical barriers that cannot be imitated.

"interesting.

Harry glanced at Mag, the smirk on his face had disappeared, his expression was sincere and solemn, he reached out and grabbed the saury, stuck the kitchen knife on the potato, flicked the potato lightly with his fingers, and the potato was on the cutting board Spin up.

Starting from one end of the potato, a complete and slender potato skin began to grow rapidly, and in a blink of an eye, a whole potato without the skin appeared on the vegetable mound, and there was another whole potato about one centimeter wide beside it Skin.

"This is probably the so-called operation that the eyes can learn, but certainly cannot do."

The audience was a little stunned watching this scene.

The two sides showed their own special skills, just peeling the potatoes is already amazing.

Mag didn't pay attention to Harry's movements and the voices of the audience. He held a kitchen knife in his hand, and only the potato in front of him was left in his eyes. Although it appeared to be a complete potato, it had already been deconstructed in his eyes. Countless times, and then decided on the most dazzling plan.

The knife rises and falls. The seemingly bulky and generous kitchen knife is as fine as an embroidery needle in Mag's hands. It is fast and slow, cutting, or peeling, just like a master carving the most exquisite artwork. Appearance, touching and unbearable to disturb.

"A serious man, he really looks charming." Hill looked at Mag with great interest, and seemed to be able to imagine that he probably looked like this when he was drawing those precise drawings. How to do it all by one person.

"It's no wonder that Mr. McGonagall grows so fast. Such concentration is really rare for a chef." Robert also looked at Mag with admiration.

Jeffrey also looked at Mag with a slight frown. Some information he got showed that the relationship between Boss Mai and Gloria was a bit unusual, and he might be the costume designer behind Dai Lan.

Dailan was able to rise suddenly and become a leader in the fashion industry of Chaotic City in just a few months, relying on those unique clothes. Breaking the shackles of tradition, the clothes full of design sense have left the old tailors with solidified thinking in the chaotic city by more than three streets.

As a businessman who made his fortune from fabric art, he can see through the core of Dailan's rapid growth and high profitability at a glance. The hidden designer is the soul of Dailan.

And this soul is now holding a kitchen knife, carefully cutting potatoes here.

Recently, there have been some rumors that the boss Mai is also very close to Hill.

As for the name of Mamy's restaurant, even he has heard of it, but he doesn't want to lower his status to queue up for a meal, so he hasn't tried it himself.

Such a young man with multiple identities did arouse his interest, and McGonagall once said that he wanted to subvert the Aden Chamber of Commerce, which made him even more interesting.

"Please, the boss must win." Yabei Mia clenched her fists nervously. She no longer thinks that Mag can easily win against Harry.

All the girls in the restaurant looked a little nervous, this was a battle related to the honor of Mamy Restaurant.

Three minutes passed in the blink of an eye.

With a jingle sound from the referee's seat, Mag and Harry almost stopped the knives in their hands at the same time.

"What is that? A golden dragon?"

Everyone looked at the potatoes that Mag placed on the plate, which had been carved into a giant dragon about to fly, and they couldn't help but marvel.

And the guests who are close can clearly see the distinct dragon scales on the dragon wings, and even the eyes seem to have vitality and lifelikeness, making people feel like they will fly away from the plate at any time.

The most amazing thing is that Mag used a kitchen knife like a brick, and it only took three minutes to complete such a work like a work of art.

On the other hand, on Harris’s side, the potatoes are divided into many shapes of different sizes, and they are laid out on a large open plate, which looks a little disorganized, like a child randomly cutting, and Magna's lifelike giant Compared with the dragon, it is like a world of difference.

"Did Master Harris just give up the first game?"

Everyone couldn't help thinking curiously in their hearts.

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