"I want another bowl too!" Randy put down his bowl and raised his hand as well. He added with a smile, "Can you give me a few more pieces of meat?"
Candace put down her spoon and wiped her lips elegantly with a silk handkerchief. She glanced at Meg, and her throat moved. However, she held it in and didn't say anything. She was secretly anxious. If they can all have another bowl, I should have one too, right?
Robert and Avis put down their bowls. Although they didn't say anything, their gazes were on Meg.
Meg smiled and said, "I'm sorry. I only prepared this much for the judges. The rest is for the customers. If you still want to eat, you can line up and try it in the restaurant."
"Mr. Mak, aren't you too stingy? There's still so much in that jar. Even a small bowl would be fine. "Febid looked at Meg with some resentment, expressing his disdain for his stingy behavior.
"Because the cost is higher, so …" Meg shrugged. His expression said everything. Then, he continued, "I think the bowl of 'Buddha jumps over the wall' just now is enough for the judges to make a judgment for this duel."
"Forget it. I don't have high expectations for you. I'll order a bowl of 'Buddha jumps over the wall'." Febid sighed. A gourmet duel where the judges didn't even provide meals could only happen to Meg. However, every time he heard that there was Mr. Mak, he couldn't help but want to try it. This feeling was too sullen.
"This boss really has a personality." Randy wasn't annoyed. Instead, he looked at Meg with some interest. He raised his hand and said, "Then, I'll order a bowl in advance too. I'll go in and eat later."
Robert raised his hand to signal for everyone to be quiet. Then, he said loudly, "Alright. Since we've all tasted the soup made by Sith and Mr. Mak, it's time to make a judgment for this duel."
"Who will win in the end? I'm so nervous! "
"What's there to be nervous about? The advantage of 'Buddha jumps over the wall' is too obvious."
"That's not necessarily true. Didn't the Culinary Queen get scolded by the boss just now? Maybe she'll vote for Boss Sith."
Although the surroundings were much quieter, there were still many people whispering.
There was also a hint of anticipation and nervousness on the faces of the members of Amy's team. The final result was about to be revealed, and the victor would be decided.
The bowl of 'Buddha Jumps Over The Wall Soup' in Sith's hand hadn't been touched. Although his expression was still calm, his trembling hand that was holding onto the bowl showed that he wasn't calm at all.
The bald man and the people from Sith Restaurant all had very nervous expressions on their faces. They looked at Sith, then at the judges. If they lost this competition, then they would become laughingstocks.
"Mr. Meg's' Buddha jumps over the wall 'really amazed me. It's hard to imagine that meat could be cooked so deliciously in a pot of soup. It completely subverted my understanding of cooking. Hence, I'm voting for Mr. Meg." Randy raised his hand and pointed at Meg.
"Boss Sith's freshwater seafood soup has always been making subtle improvements. This is very rare among chefs. Today's performance can be considered perfect. The taste of the soup is fresh and delicious. It's really a delicacy." Febid looked at Sith and praised. Then, he raised his hand and pointed at Meg. "Hence, I'm voting for Mr. Mak."
"Two votes!"
The expressions of the audience suddenly became nervous. According to the rules, the winner of the competition would be decided by the number of votes. Whoever got three votes first would be considered the winner.
Candace coughed softly, and everyone's gaze fell on her.
Before the competition started, she had a small argument with Meg. Everyone was curious whether this would be the turning point of this competition.
"Please … You must vote for Boss Sith!" The bald man put his hands together and prayed sincerely. If he lost the competition, his plan to become the new branch manager would be completely ruined.
Meg also looked at Candace. This old lady with a strong aura and the pride of a chef might go against her will and choose Sith. However, if that was the case, then he would be too disappointed in her.
"I really admire Sith's humility and diligence. Back then, his great-grandfather had brought me into the chef profession. At that time, the freshwater seafood soup he made was already very well received. When I returned to Chaos City this time, I specially went to try Sith's freshwater seafood soup. I was initially worried that after three generations, the heritage would be lost, and it would become ordinary.
"However, to my surprise, that didn't happen. Sith's freshwater seafood soup retained his grandfather's essence, but there were obvious improvements in the taste and details. This bowl of freshwater seafood soup has become a good soup that will leave its name in the world of chefs." Candace looked at Sith with a gratified smile on her face.
Sith was slightly taken aback. Although he knew that his family had some connection with Candace, he didn't know that she had followed his great-grandfather into the family. After hearing her evaluation, he felt warmth in his heart. He found recognition for the career that he had been working on for his whole life. He bowed slightly, and said, "Thank you."
Candace retracted her gaze, and looked at Meg. There was a hint of scrutiny in her eyes, and her voice became colder as she said, "I have never liked people who don't respect their elders. However, I can't deny that this' Buddha jumps over the wall 'that Mr. Meg made is indeed better than any soup that I have ever tasted. Furthermore, I might not be able to taste a soup that is better than this in the future. This vote comes from the sincerity of a chef. I will vote for him."
"Thank you." Meg nodded slightly. He was a little surprised. He didn't expect that after playing the family card, she would vote for him. He was surprised by this move.
"3: 0. The winner of the competition has been decided!"
The regulars at Amy's were already celebrating!
The hardcore fans of Sith's Restaurant didn't look too good. The restaurant and dish that they liked didn't win, so they were naturally in a bad mood.
"This … What should we do …" The bald man had already lost his composure. He was the one who instigated Sith to come for this challenge. He thought that he would definitely win this duel, but he didn't expect to suffer such a crushing defeat.
"Mr. Meg's creativity and ability in cooking have already surpassed all the chefs that I have ever seen. He has a miraculous ability that is similar to a magic caster. Just like how I can't understand how to cook such a delicious soup by putting dozens of ingredients into a big pot like stewing. " Avis looked at Meg with a smile, and said, "Although my vote doesn't affect the result, I will vote for Mr. Meg this time. Perhaps all the chefs in Rodu should be thankful that Mr. Meg didn't stay in the palace. Otherwise, there would be no suspense for the best dish award in the future."
"Boss Sith and Mr. Meg are both extremely outstanding chefs in Chaos City. It is precisely because of chefs like you that the customers in Chaos City can eat more and more delicious food," Robert said as he pointed at Meg. Robert raised his hand and pointed at Mag. "However, Mr. Mag's' Buddha jumps over the wall 'is indeed better today. I will give my vote to Mr. Mag."
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