Daddy Fantasy World Restaurant

Chapter 1476: They Wondered Who The Unfortunate Married Couple That Had Fallen Into His Clutches And Perished Was

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

“The practicality of the cutting skills is the most important. Harris’ potato chunks may look ordinary and messy, but included all kinds of changes within them. No matter what dishes he wants to make, he could choose and coordinate the best way of cutting from it.” Jeffree pointed at Harris. “I’m giving my vote to him.”

“3:2, Master Harris has won!” someone exclaimed in the crowd.

However, this outcome wasn’t too unexpected. This was an exciting cutting skills duel. The two of them had shown their individual excellent cutting skills with different styles.

However, to the regular customers of Mamy Restaurant, it wasn’t easy to accept Boss Mag’s defeat.

“Young friend, I think I’ve won the first round.” Harris smiled at Mag.

Mag nodded his acknowledgement of the result.

Although he had already utilized his cutting skills to the maximum, just like Jeffree had said, the techniques that Harris demonstrated represented the totality and practicality. It meant the return to simplicity.

Meanwhile, Mag knew his own level best. He could do extremely well for the dishes that he learned in the test field for the God of Cookery, but for those dishes that he hadn’t learned before, he couldn’t ensure that his cutting skills could achieve his desired outcome. This was the difference between him and Harris.

“The Boss has actually lost.” Yabemiya was a little disappointed. She had never seen their boss lose before.

“Seems like this chef is really very formidable.” Firis looked at Harris nervously. Would they all lose their jobs together if Mag lost?

In that very instant, everyone from Mamy Restaurant looked nervous.

“Don’t worry, it’s only the first round. Boss is second to no one in cooking,” Elizabeth calmly said.

“But, does Boss have any cold dish that he is very good at?” Yabemiya worriedly said. “From what I know, he seems to have never made a cold dish before. There also isn’t a cold dish on the menu, am I right?”

Everyone froze when they heard that, and they suddenly realized the seriousness of this problem.

Harris said to Mag, “Since my young friend has no objection, then we will conclude the first round’s cutting skills duel. I temporarily lead with 1:0. Now, we will proceed to the second round of the duel: the cold dish. The rules for this round are also very simple. We will each make a cold dish and present it to the judges, who will decide which is better. What do you think about this?”

“I agree.” Mag nodded and returned to his stove. Losing the first round gave him a sense of danger, and also let him see the real potential of this world’s top chef.

Exquisite cutting skills could be achieved with decades of experience. Meanwhile, for him, the test field for the God of Cookery and direct input of the top chef’s experience was like taking a shortcut. He did improve rapidly, but his basics were still very weak.

Of course, this wouldn’t stop him from making scrumptious food when he followed the recipe.

For the cold dish, he could only choose to make the “sliced beef and ox tongue in chili sauce” now.

This also made him feel a little lucky. He wouldn’t have known how to handle the situation now if he hadn’t drawn this dish previously.

The audience gradually fell into a silence. The first round of cutting skills was already so exciting, so they naturally looked forward to the second round of duel which involved the actual cooking.

“Great. Before we commence the second round, I would like to ask for a volunteer from the audience.” Harris’ gaze swept across the audience, and he smilingly said, “The cold dish that I’m going to make is called the ’18-year-old maiden’s dress’. The ingredients are all ready, but I still need an 18 years old maiden to help me carry the tray. I wonder if there are any maidens who would like to volunteer for this?”

There was even something so interesting?

A commotion erupted in the crowd immediately. Some maidens in dresses wanted to volunteer, but they were too shy to voice it out.

Vanessa raised her hand, and loudly said, “Me! Me!”

Lola pulled her skirt, and softly reminded, “Prin— Young Mistress, you’re only 16, and not 18 yet.”

“Don’t worry. Nobody is going to find out if you and Uncle keep quiet about it,” Vanessa answered rapidly and softly with her hand still up in the air.

“Alright. Then, we will invite this beautiful maiden to come up here.” Harris’ gaze landed on Vanessa, and he waved to her with a smile.

Vanessa went up happily and bowed to Harris slightly as she happily said, “I am your loyal fan. I’ve read all about your challenges’ records, and I’m very curious about your building block delicacy.”

“Oh, listen to that mouth of yours, it’s sweet as honey. I will specially allow you to eat with the judges later.” Harris laughed so hard that nobody could see his eyes.

“Thank you,” Vanessa happily said. She turned around and winked at Mag as she mouthed, “Go for it.”

“Your Grace, is Young Mistress being too conspicuous?” Lola worriedly asked.

“It’s fine. This is exactly what she should do at her current age. She has been suppressed for too long, so it’s time for her to let herself go a little now.” Abraham smiled at Vanessa. Her brother would be here to bring her home in a few days, so there wouldn’t be any more chances like this in the future.

The maidens in the audience who had missed the chance couldn’t help feeling a little regret. They had actually missed the chance to taste the delicacy along with the judges.

The people’s gazes all landed on Mag. They were thinking if Mag would be requiring some help too. They were not going to miss this chance.

Mag flicked a glance at Vanessa before his gaze landed on the crowd. He calmly said, “The cold dish that I am going to make is called husband and wife lung slice¹, are there any—”

“Me, me, me!” Before Mag could finish speaking, Gjerj had already dashed out from the crowd, grabbing Miranda’s hand.

“H-husband and wife lung slice?”

Could Boss Mag be needing a pair of husband and wife to volunteer their lungs for this dish?

The crowd fell into a complete silence instantly, and everyone was looking at Gjerj and Miranda with an odd gaze.

And some husbands and wives who came together quickly let go of each other’s hands, and maintained a distance from each other, pretending that they weren’t married so that they wouldn’t be utilized on the spot.

“About this...” Gjerj also realized the seriousness of the problem now. He had rushed out hoping to gain a tasting chance. He didn’t expect he would get Miranda into hot soup with him. With a sullen expression, he said to Mag, “Boss Mag, my lungs should be big enough, so can you cut less of hers? Or, simply cutting mine will do?

“Don’t worry. I’ve already prepared the ingredients in advance.” Mag shook his head.

“Jeez...”

Everyone present heaved a cold breath of relief together, and then stared at Mag in horror. They wondered who the unfortunate married couple that had fallen into his clutches and perished was.

“Young friend, the name of your dish is very interesting.” Harris was also looking at Mag with surprise. He initially thought his “18-year-old maiden’s dress” was showy enough, but it still paled compared to Mag’s bloody style.

“It’s about time now. Let’s begin.” Mag looked at his watch. He still had to prepare for lunch service later.