Although McGonagall didn't know what the system's so-called Famous Teacher Talent Points and Stones for Gold skills were, he was also a little helpless in the face of the system that began to play dead after assigning tasks.

He didn't want to be taught by the unmasked Ha Swiss, and he didn't want to follow him everywhere.

In this case, he had no choice but to defeat the other party and make the other party worship him as a teacher.

"Dog system." McGonagall cursed inwardly.

By the end of business hours in the morning, it was already nine o'clock.

Many of the guests left the restaurant, but instead of leaving, they took a good seat at the door, ready to wait for the show.

For example, the reporter from the Daily Chaos who had just chased McGonagall at the door to ask a question had already climbed onto his own high stool and set up a photo stone, ready to record this exciting duel in its entirety.

The news of the City of Chaos has been dominated by the alliance of gentlemen who haunt the night for the past few days, and he is determined to write a different story.

The undefeated God of Kitchen will face off against the first local chef in the City of Chaos, who will win the victory?

He had already thought of the name of the title: Shocked! The undefeated chef god Ha Switzerland, who has maintained an undefeated record for more than 100 consecutive games, has collapsed in the city of chaos! Is it human nature......

Or rather: miserable! The genius chef who once won the best chef of the Imperial Palace Banquet has fallen into the hands of the undefeated chef! What exactly is this......

As an experienced reporter, he has already made a plan, and even the press release is typed in his stomach, and he can definitely guarantee that Chaos Daily will be the first to spread the story.

There are more and more audiences who come to hear the news, and there are many who bring their own small benches.

"Come and come, the front row sells melon seeds, candy, roasted sweet potatoes, roasted corn, and the vendors who smell business opportunities have begun to sell snacks that are necessary for eating melons.

It's so cold, and it's really a bit boring for so many people to wait outside, so many people will choose to buy a hot roasted sweet potato and hold it in their pockets to keep warm.

"Brother, I heard that these two chefs are quite good today, have you ever eaten at Maimi's restaurant? Their food is expensive, isn't it? A middle-aged man was holding a sweet potato in his hand left and right, grinning with hot teeth, and whispered to the young man next to him.

The young man took a bite of the roasted corn in his hand, looked at him and said meaningfully, "Poverty makes us meet." ”

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, the roasted sweet potato stayed in his hand for more than two seconds, his hand shook, and he copied it a few times before he re-grabbed the sweet potato before it landed, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the young man with his mouth open in surprise, and smiled slightly embarrassedly: "You speak quite humorously." ”

"Each other, each other." The young man grabbed the roasted corn and took a bite to suppress the shock.

People are waiting for it, and there are more and more people surrounding them, and there are almost 1,000 people in the inner and outer layers.

The door of the restaurant is closed, and the regular customers are not surprised by this, Boss Mai has always been punctual, and said ten o'clock, it must be ten o'clock, and it is impossible for you to let him arrive early.

"Please give way!" At this time, a neutral voice sounded from outside, the crowd parted ways, and a somewhat dilapidated ox cart slowly drove in, driven by a tall and strong young man, followed by a dozen plainly dressed people, some young and middle-aged, all wearing half-used cotton clothes, each carrying a bag on his back, there was also a striking black pot.

"Follow the Hazweh master as an apprentice, and you really have to carry the black cauldron." Vanessa took a good seat in the front row, looking at the black cauldron on the backs of those people, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle, not mocking, her bright eyes were full of joy and surprise.

"No wonder it's called a slow start, driving this old ox cart, you can't get up fast if you want to." Abraham's attention fell on the old scalper pulling the cart and Chebman driving the car, and said with a smile.

The voices of the people present gradually became quieter, and they all looked at the ox cart, wanting to see the style of the undefeated chef.

Chebman slowly parked the ox cart in front of the McMill Restaurant, and glanced at the guests who came to watch, his eyes showed a little surprise, so many people, are they all here to watch the cooking showdown?

They have been to many places, and Master has had cooking duels with many chefs who have been famous for a long time, but this is the first time they have met such a lively scene as today.

"Master, we're here." Chebman lifted a corner curtain and said inside.

"Arrived?" There was a somewhat confused sound in the ox cart, and after a while, a big hand stretched out, lifted the curtain, and walked out a little shaky, stood in the position of the ox cart and stretched his waist, yawned, and then glanced around with sleepy eyes, and was stunned for a moment, and his squinting eyes suddenly widened: "I'll strangle!" Why are there so many people! ”

The audience looked at the greasy middle-aged uncle standing on the wheel, wearing a white cotton jacket full of patches and washing, wide and fat, with a round appearance, and a handful of sparse short hair on the top of his head, and his expression was also a little frozen.

It is really a little different from the appearance of the undefeated kitchen god they imagined.

"Poof—this uncle is so cute, and although he tries to widen his eyes, he still can't find his eyes." Vanessa said with a smile as she looked at Ha Switzerland.

"Masters generally have their own uniqueness, and this master has obviously perfectly interpreted this." Abraham nodded approvingly, and was also a little surprised by Ha Switzerland's appearance, but after all, he had seen many strange things and did not belittle him because of his appearance.

"What, I didn't expect so many people, I'll do it again." Harva turned his head and returned to the ox cart, and after a while, he lifted the curtain and walked out with his head held high, standing still on the wheels of the cart in high spirits, and not forgetting to brush the thinning hair on his head.

"Master, I saw that one of your hair fell out." Chebman reminded in a whisper.

"Oops, yes, yes-" Ha Swiss's expression suddenly couldn't hold back, and he stroked his hair with a distressed face, "There are only a hundred or so left, how can I lose another one, it's really hard for me." ”

Chebman reminded in a low voice, "Master, we are here to challenge Mr. McGonagall, the time is almost up, we should visit him first to determine the method and venue of the cooking showdown." ”

"That's right." Ha Swiss put away his sad expression, raised his hand and waved to the audience, then got out of the ox cart and walked towards the McMie restaurant.

"This restaurant is really beautiful." Ha Switzerland looked up at Maimi's restaurant, and his eyes lit up, they had met countless restaurants on the road, but none of them could compare to this one.

Chebman stepped forward quickly and tugged at the bell hanging from the door.