Chapter 1139

"Is this the soup the owner of the mcmillas is going to use for the duel? Why is nobody watching? Too casual, isn't it? "

"Yes, I came here specially to refuel the Hexian soup of Sith restaurant. It's the No.1 soup in my mind, which can't be replaced."

"It's said that the boss is going to fight boss Sith with a new dish. He's really full of confidence."

"There is no fragrance. Is it boiled water?"

Many of the onlookers came to see the news of the duel. The door of the restaurant was closed, and no one could see it. There was a stove driving at the door and a wine jar cooking on it. The onlookers were also whispering, passing the boring time before the duel.

The familiar customers in the restaurant are quite calm. Although not many people tasted the Buddha jumping Wall yesterday, the smell of successfully luring the prisoners from the prison next door to escape and the scene that led to the simultaneous appearance of the city master, the temple master and the warden are still lingering in people's minds.

"Excuse me, the Sith restaurant is coming." At this moment, a bright carriage came, bald man in the car full of call, everyone separated a road, the carriage stopped at the door of the restaurant.

Sith came out of the carriage and looked at the wine jar standing at the door. Was this the soup MEG was going to fight? This is the first time he has seen such a cooking container.

"Oh, it's all about making strange things to attract the eyes." With a sneer, the bald man began to move all kinds of kitchen utensils loaded on the car together with the guys, and soon set up a very professional stove, pots and pans, all kinds of knives and kitchen utensils in front of the Maimi restaurant.

"Right, it's just like a professional chef. It's nothing to set up a jar here." They all looked at the operation of the Sith restaurant and were immediately aroused.

Cooking is not a strange thing. It's delicious, but it's a very good thing.

The same kitchenware, the same ingredients, and even the same steps, the food made by different people has completely different tastes.

Sith restaurant ranks second in the soup list, which is also regarded as the upstart in the city of chaos from a niche restaurant.

The delicious River fresh soup is famous outside. How to make it really makes people curious.

Sith took a look at the closed door of the restaurant, withdrew his eyes, and began to check whether all kinds of cooking utensils and seasonings were ready. Then he looked at the bald man and said, "are the ingredients ready?"

"I have already said hello. It should be on the way to deliver it. Old Joseph always fishes in the cleanest waters outside the city, and the quality is the best." The bald man nodded.

"Boss Sith, I've brought you the fish and shrimp you asked for." Just then, a voice came from the outside, and everyone separated. A gray haired old man with rolled sleeves came in with a wooden bucket and put it on the ground. It was a relief.

Half a bucket of clean and clear water was in the bucket. River shrimp and small fish were swimming happily in the water, and there were more than a dozen clams underneath.

"Wow, the water is so clean. The fresh water is fresh as well."

"It's just from the river, isn't it? It's only the freshly made River delicacies that are so energetic. "

"The food used in the Sith restaurant is really the freshest. It's fresh and clean. No wonder the soup is so delicious every time."

People came up to have a look and couldn't help praising.

"Old Joseph, hard work." Sith looked at the fresh water in the barrel, and his face also showed a satisfied smile. The quality of the goods that old Joseph sent was always the best, and this time was no exception.

The bald man gave the money to old Joseph, and then carefully poured the fish and shrimp in the barrel into the prepared wooden basin.

When the stove was built and the ingredients were ready, Sith took a look at the time. It was about ten minutes before the appointed time.

"Oh, are you ready?" Robert came in from the crowd and looked at Sith with everything ready. His eyes fell on the wine jar standing at the door. He couldn't help but wonder, what's the point of selling?

"There are quite a lot of people. I'm afraid no one will know if I lose?" Peter squeezed in from the crowd with some difficulty and arranged his clothes. He looked a little unhappy.

"The battle between number one and number two in the soup list is really an expected duel." A middle-aged woman in a white mink coat came in and said with a smile.

"Yes, I've heard that Mr. McGonagall has a new work. I'm looking forward to it." Elvis came in laughing and said hello to Robert.

"All of you are here, which makes me look very abrupt. Boss Sith doesn't say it in advance. Otherwise, how dare I teach others in front of you?" A young man in a blue robe came in with a smile.

"Wow, what a luxurious referee team!"

"Mr. Robert, the president of the gourmet Association, Mr. feipeter, the poisonous tongue food critic, Candice, the cooking queen who has just returned from LoDo, Mr. Elvis, the former head chef of Red's roast suckling pig, and Randy, who has just become a special columnist of carnivorism magazine, are really invincible."

The crowd looked at the five people who came in succession. They were all surprised. Unexpectedly, such a duel could invite such a high-level referee. It seems that boss Sith really wants the authority to determine the result of the duel.

"It's almost time. Hasn't boss Mai come out yet?" Robert looked at his watch and wondered.

"It seems that the owner of this restaurant is a bit arrogant. The referee has arrived, but he still can't come out." Candice looked at the closed door of the restaurant and said with a smile.

"Ding Ling."

Just then, the door of the restaurant opened outwards, and MEG, dressed in a cook's uniform, came out. He was surprised to see the melon eaters who surrounded the door of the restaurant on several floors inside and outside. Then his eyes fell on Robert, who was standing in front of the restaurant. He said with a smile, "this is the judges of today."

"Yes, Mr. Mai, the judges have arrived and the duel time is coming. Please provide seats for the judges." Sith looks at MEG.

"It should be." McGonagall looked at the bald man standing on one side with a smile and said, "the waiters in my restaurant are all weak girls. Thank you for helping me move the tables and chairs."

"Me?" The bald man was stunned and wanted to refute.

"Move, the duel is about to begin." Said Heath.

"Yes." The bald man swallowed what he had said and asked the two guys to put together the tables in front of the door and put the judges out.

The judges took their seats.

Robert sat in the middle, looking at McGonagall and Sith, and said, "boss McGonagall and boss Sith are both excellent chefs. Today, we have a cooking duel with soup. Five of us are the judges, and we decide the outcome by voting. Do you have any objection?"