"Congratulations to Master McGonagall, Your Majesty and your nobles are full of praise for the food you cooked, and the best dishes for this palace banquet are expected."

At this moment, the waiter from before led ten maids into the door again, and said with some excitement before he could get in front of McGonagall.

The bustling dining hall seemed to be silent, and the faces of the chefs showed shock.

"Ahh

The tree man pulled his burning hand from the stove and stuffed it into the water tank beside him, his face still palpitating.

What is the concept of the best dish for the palace banquet?

If you get this best, it will be the first among all the chefs in this palace banquet!

In a sense, it can also be said that he has reached the top of the Nolan mainland chef world.

In previous years, almost all of the best palace banquets were covered by Master Bierman, and even if there was an occasional omission, the winners were all the imperial chefs in the palace, all of whom were first-class chefs in the culinary world, highly respected and recognized.

Although just the best dish does not fully represent strength, this best is a golden sign, and it can stand out from so many top chefs and be favored by the king, and the future is naturally limitless.

But this award, which has been won by the masters in the past, this waiter openly said that McGonagall is expected to win? If it weren't for this person's exaggeration, then McGonagall wouldn't be the biggest dark horse in this palace banquet!

"This ...... How is this possible! ”

Nandley and Sivarzizi changed color, thinking that McGonagall was just a third-rate chef, but now they even praised the king, and even won the honor of the best dish at the palace banquet.

Thinking of what he said before, now he can't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into, this old face is lost.

And what made them even more frightened was that if McGonagall became the most important master in the dining hall in the future, like Bilman, would they be disqualified from participating in the palace banquet?

With the name of the palace banquet and the imperial chef, they have made a lot of money over the years, and they only want to let the disciples and grandchildren pass it on, and make money from this from generation to generation.

"Uncle McGonagall is amazing!" Ruluka and Lukaka looked at McGonagall with adoration, their eyes full of little stars.

Kaluru blinked, as if he couldn't believe it, "What's wrong with this world, such a supernatural thing is happening around me. ”

"It's too much, please wait, the second course will be ready soon." McGonagall nodded slightly, unsurprised and unpleasant, still calm.

He didn't feel like he had won the game with just one dish, after all, there were the best chefs in the entire Nolan continent gathered here, and the novel taste might make people feel refreshed, but it wasn't enough to crush the other chefs.

He had to do his best for the next two dishes, after all, he came to Luodu this time for the system mission, and if the mission failed, he couldn't afford the consequences.

As for the super reward after the success of the task in the system's mouth, he is also quite curious, after all, the system has always been stingy, is it possible to give him a big gift package?

"Okay." The waiter nodded and stood aside, without the slightest hint of urging, he was already deeply impressed by the strength displayed by McGonagall, and if nothing else, the dining hall was to welcome another resident chef, and he was the kind that His Majesty loved.

In the northwest corner of the dining hall, a middle-aged chef glanced in McGonagall's direction, and looked at Bierman, who was wearing a black and white chef's suit, gray hair meticulously combed behind his head, and a white top hat with a slightly unhappy expression, and said, "Master, the chef of that chaotic city ......."

"If the person who is praised can not be arrogant or impatient, why should you be in a hurry?" Bilman scooped up a spoonful of the soup and poured it into a bowl, sprinkling chopped green onions and spices as he said unhurriedly.

The chef was a little anxious and said, "But he is just a chef from the City of Chaos, and even Beate is known as the number one chef in the City of Chaos, so what is his ability to compete with you for the best banquet?" I'm not convinced! ”

"Yes, he is only a few years old, and he has been a chef for a few years, how can he be compared to you, Master."

"I think it's that waiter who made it up, Your Majesty likes the dishes made by Master the most, how can you like to eat the dishes made by that guy."

The other chefs also spoke up, their faces full of indignation.

In their eyes, McGonagall was not even qualified to compete with Bilman, so how could she compete with him for the best title in the palace banquet.

"If he can really make a meal that satisfies His Majesty, it will be a good thing to celebrate." Bierman put down the spoon in his hand, looked at the chefs standing beside him, and said with a serious expression: "I have told you more than once that cooking is endless, and if you want to become a real chef, you need to keep learning and improving, and you need to keep innovating. I am not the height at which you stop, but the stepping stone to which more delicious and interesting dishes will appear. ”

The chefs were silent, and although they were still a little resentful of McGonagall, they also had some new thoughts on Bierman's words.

The steak smacks on the hot iron plate, the steak soaked in red wine and various spices quickly exudes an intoxicating aroma, and the black pepper sauce is poured over the medium-rare steak, garnished with two broccoli and bell peppers, and the black pepper steak is carried away by the elegant maids.

Nandley and Sivar had obediently shut their mouths, and if it hadn't been for the fact that they had gone too far, they would have gone to hug their thighs by now.

Seeing that McGonagall had stopped for a while, Kaluru also stepped forward with a smile and said with a look of admiration: "Brother McGonagall, I didn't expect your cooking skills to be so good, the beef just now looked very delicious, you really hide it, if you take the best palace banquet this time, then you will really become famous!" ”

"My brother is overrated, it's just a normal play, and I can't afford it." McGonagall laughed and shook her head, he always felt that the adjective was a little strange for him to use this 'instant hit'.

in the main hall.

The king put down the spoon, and the yellow braised chicken rice in front of him had all been eaten, and there was not even a single rice left, and the delicious experience brought by the yellow braised chicken rice and the rich nutrition of the chicken soup made his face a little rosy, and he still felt a little unfinished.

The representatives of all ethnic groups also had similar expressions, but they didn't expect that they thought it was just an ordinary palace banquet, but they didn't expect to be aroused by this small piece of food, if they didn't think it was inappropriate, they couldn't help but want to call for another one.

"The chef invited by His Royal Highness to present the second dish!"

At this moment, the waiter led the maids into the door again and said loudly.