Chapter 1145

"I want another bowl, too!" Randy put down the bowl, also followed by raising his hand, adding with a smile: "can you give me a few more pieces of meat."

Candice put down his spoon, wiped his lips gracefully with a silk scarf, and looked at MEG. His throat moved, but he still held back and didn't speak. He was worried in his heart: "if they can have another bowl, I should have one, too?"

Robert and Elvis put down the bowl, although did not say anything, but also look at McGonagall.

McGonagall said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I've prepared so much for several judges. The rest is for the guests. If you still want to eat, you can line up and taste it in the restaurant."

"Mr. Mai, are you too mean? There are so many more in the jar. Even a small bowl will do Peter looked at MEG bitterly and despised his stingy behavior.

"Because the cost is high, so..." McGonagall shrugged, his expression has said everything, and then continued: "I think the bowl of Buddha jumping over the wall just now is enough for the judges to make a judgment of this duel."

"Forget it, I don't have much expectation for you. I'll reserve a bowl of Buddha jumping off the wall." Feipeter sighed. When the judges don't care about the food competition, it will only appear on McGonagall. But every time they hear about boss McGonagall, they still can't help but want to have a taste. This feeling is too oppressive.

"The boss is really a man of character." Randy was not angry. He looked at McGonagall and showed some interest. Then he raised his hand and said, "I'll reserve a bowl in advance and eat it later."

Robert raised his hand to silence the crowd, and then said in a loud voice, "well, since we've all tasted the soup made by Sith and boss McGregor, it's time to evaluate the duel."

"Who will win? I feel so nervous! "

"There's nothing to be nervous about. Is the advantage of Buddha jumping over the wall too obvious?"

"It's not necessarily that the cooking queen was just attacked by the boss. Maybe she will vote for boss Sith."

Although the surrounding area is much quieter, there are still many people whispering.

There is also a trace of expectation and little tension in the expression of the people in the Maimi restaurant. The final result will be announced and the victory will be divided.

The Buddha jumped over the wall in Sith's hand had not moved. Although his expression was still calm, his shaking hand holding the bowl showed his inner restlessness.

The bald man and the people in Sith restaurant are also very nervous at this time. Look at Sith and the judges. If they lose the duel, they will be the laughing stock.

"Mr. McGonagall's jumping over the wall makes me very surprised. It's hard to imagine that I can cook meat so delicious in a pot of soup, which completely subverts my understanding of cooking. Therefore, I vote for Mr. McGonagall." Randy raised his hand and pointed to MEG.

"Boss Sith's River fresh soup has been making slight progress, which is very rare among chefs. Today's performance is also perfect. The soup tastes delicious, which is really a good product." Phoebe looked at Sith, praised, and then raised his finger to MEG: "so, I choose boss McGonagall."

"Two votes!"

According to the rules, the outcome of the duel depends on the number of votes. Who gets three votes first means victory.

Candice coughed, and everyone's eyes fell on her.

Before the duel, there was a little dispute between her and McGonagall. It's curious whether this will be the turning point of the duel.

"Please... You must vote for boss Sith!" The bald man prayed piously with his hands together. If he lost the contest, his plan to become the new store manager would be completely defeated.

McGonagall also looked at Candice, a powerful old lady with the pride of a chef. Maybe he would choose Sith against his will, but if so, he would be too disappointed with her.

"I appreciate Sith's modesty and diligence very much. His great grandfather once brought me into the cooking industry. At that time, his river fresh soup was already highly praised. This time I went back to the city of chaos and tasted the river fresh soup made by Sith. I was worried that after three generations, the inheritance would be broken and become ordinary.

But to my surprise, all this did not happen. Sith's River fresh soup retains the essence of his grandfather, but makes obvious improvements in taste and details, making it a good soup that can leave a name in the culinary world. " Candice looked at Sith with a smile of relief.

Sith was slightly stunned. Although he knew there was a connection between his family and Candace, he never knew that she had followed his great grandfather into the door. Hearing her evaluation, he felt warm in his heart. He found recognition for his lifelong career and bowed slightly to say, "thank you."

Candice looked back at McGonagall, with a little more examination in his eyes and a little colder voice, and said, "I don't like people who disrespect their elders, but it's undeniable that the Buddha leaping over the wall cooked by this Mr. McGonagall is better than any soup I've ever tasted, and I may not be able to eat more delicious soup in the future, Out of the sincerity of a chef, I vote for him. "

"Thank you." McGonagall nodded slightly, a little surprised, did not expect to play a family card, she turned to vote for him, this operation, a single show to him.

"3:0, the match is over!"

The regular customers of mcmillas have already started to revel!

The faces of the iron fans in Sith restaurant are not very good-looking. Their favorite restaurants and dishes are not able to win, so their mood is not very beautiful.

"This... How can this be good..." the bald man has lost his square inch. He instigated the Sith to come to this challenge. He thought that he would win the duel, but he didn't expect to encounter such a tragic defeat.

"Mr. McGonagall's innovative spirit and ability for cooking have surpassed all the chefs I have ever seen, and he has magical abilities like a magician. Just like I can't understand how to put dozens of ingredients into a big pot like a rotten stew to make such a delicious soup. " Elvis looked at McGonagall and said with a smile: "although my vote has no effect on the result, I vote for Mr. McGonagall. Maybe all the chefs in lodu should thank Mr. McGonagall for not staying in the palace, otherwise the best dishes for the future Palace Banquet will be out of suspense."

"Boss Sith and Mr. McGonagall are excellent chefs in the city of chaos. It is with you who are persistent and innovative that the diners in the city of chaos can eat more and more delicious food." Robert raised his hand and pointed to McGonagall. "But today, Mr. McGonagall's wall jumping is really better. I'll vote for Mr. McGonagall."