Chapter 733

The guests who couldn't get the roast beef were still moaning. Hearing Meg's words, they gradually calmed down.

McGonagall's bet with Carrey's barbecue has spread, and guests lining up and watching all know something about it.

It's a gimmick to challenge the most famous barbecue shop on the food street with an unknown stall.

What's more, I heard that the Duke of Abraham had just come to this small stall himself, and he was full of praise for roast beef. He didn't even enter the door of Carrey's barbecue shop.

Now, McGonagall announced the result directly, and everyone's eyes fell on the waiter.

The waiter was stared at by the crowd. He was a little flustered and stammered: "this... This... You don't know how many guests our barbecue restaurant entertained. How can you win! That's bullshit

"Well, a small barbecue stand dares to talk wild. Our barbecue shop has served 735 guests in one afternoon. How can you compare with us?" Just then, eckley came out of the barbecue and looked at MEG with pride and pride.

Before the peak of the evening, Carrey has already entertained so many guests. The endless stream of guests almost filled the hall and box on the third floor. Is it comparable to a small roadside stand.

"Chef!" The waiter suddenly found the backbone, quickly walked to eckley's side, his face rose again with confidence, and looked at MEG with pride.

"More than 700 guests! Carrey barbecue is really the top three restaurants in the food street

The stall owners have a look of emotion. Even if they set up a stall here for a day, few of them can entertain 700 guests. How can this be compared.

"Can the owner of this barbecue stand win?"

Originally quite confident guests have some worry at MEG.

"My father has never lost." Amy said confidently, not half worried.

Irina nodded with deep approval, "yes, how could he lose? This is my man."

McGonagall looked at the proud eckley and said with a smile, "actually, the number of guests entering your barbecue shop from noon today to now should be 736. I'll count the baby in my arms with you."

"But I'm sorry, I sold 1472 pieces of beef this afternoon, and each person is limited to one piece, so I received 1472 guests, which is twice as many as the number of guests in your barbecue shop." MEG held out two fingers.

The whole room was quiet, and everyone's eyes lit up when they looked at Meg's two.

"This... How can this be! In less than five hours, 1472 guests were received! It's like hanging the whole food street! "

A stall owner exclaimed, attracting all the owners to take in the cold air.

On the other hand, the guests' faces were full of happy smiles. In a word, they were part of more than 1400 people who participated in and witnessed the gambling.

Eckley's proud smile froze in a moment. He looked at McGonagall and said, "no! It's impossible! You have only one person! How can we entertain so many guests in just five hours! You are lying

McGonagall calmly pointed to the waiter with the paper in his hand, "every additional guest, your waiter will record a vertical bar in the notebook. If you don't believe me, you can count how many vertical bars he drew."

Everyone's eyes fell on the paper on the waiter's hand. There were lots of vertical bars on it. They couldn't help but give MEG a thumbs up. The boss was really thoughtful. In this case, even if eckley wanted to default, he couldn't.

Eckley turned his head and looked at the paper. There were countless vertical bars on it, but no matter what, it must have been more than a thousand. His face turned black.

"Master... Chef..." the waiter's voice was trembling. Holding the paper in his hand was like holding a piece of hot potato. He wanted to throw it out, but he was afraid of causing worse things. His expression was tangled and he wanted to cry.

"Bring it!" Eckley stepped forward two steps, grabbed the paper, brushed it twice and tore it to pieces. He threw it to the ground and looked at McGonagall with a sneer. "Now, what do you mean to prove that you hosted more than 1000 guests at noon today? Are these civilians?"

"A cheap cook like you can only cook the lowest barbecue for these civilians on the roadside in his life. I want to step on you, but it's just a matter of raising my feet. The man standing behind the Carrey barbecue, you never know who it is Eckley's face was full of wild smile. With a wave of his hand, a group of cooks and waiters with sticks rushed out of the barbecue shop, pointing to MEG and shouting, "hit him!"

"Bad guy! I want to hit my father Amy angrily looked at the people who rushed to MEG and picked up a small chair directly from the side.

Irina did not know where to pick up a chair and looked at those people coldly. "These people, they all deserve to die."

"Does that prove it?"

At this time, a generous voice sounded from the crowd, and all the pieces of paper that had been torn up by eckley suddenly flew up, and then spread out again in mid air, completely stitched together.

The crowd separated toward both sides. A tall and thin man in a black robe came in slowly. As soon as he stretched out his hand, the paper floating in the air slowly fell down on his slender and white hands. It looked like a new one, but there was no crack.

"What a powerful space magic." There was a exclamation from upstairs.

"It's the principal's grandfather!" Amy was pleasantly surprised and put the little chair on the ground again, showing a clever appearance.

Irina also threw the chair aside and said, "old norvan, you are still so handsome."

People around consciously stepped back a few steps, this is obviously a powerful magician.

McGonagall looked at the visitor with the same surprise, but nodded and said, "headmaster Novak."

People in Carrey's barbecue shop also stop looking at this scene. If the other party is just a barbecue stall owner like McGonagall, it's OK to fight. But if the other party is a powerful magician, they don't dare to make mistakes.

Ekri saw that there was no sign of master's Tower on novan's robe. He was calm. He looked at novan and said in a cold voice, "who are you? This matter has nothing to do with you. It's between me and him. You'd better leave it alone. This is Luodu! There are some people you can't provoke! "

"Shut up! You know he is the most powerful space magician in Nolan! And the humble chef who only serves barbecue to the common people, as you call him, will go to the Palace tomorrow to offer food for the king's birthday

Just then, a cold voice sounded outside.