"You're here so early?" Meg heard the bell at the door, and instinctively glanced at his watch. It was 9.30 am. He brewed a pot of tea, and was about to rest for half an hour.
"I'll go open the door." Yabemiya walked briskly to the door. As there was a duel in the morning, the ice cream shop wasn't open this morning, and everyone was waiting in the shop.
"Hello, I'm Chapman, and this is my master, Harris. We came early to discuss some specific matters regarding the duel with Mr. Meg," Chapman said to Yabemiya.
"Boss …" Yabemiya turned around.
Meg stood up and walked to the door. He glanced at Chapman, and then looked past him to that bald-headed uncle with squinted eyes standing outside the door.
At first glance, Meg almost couldn't help but call him Professor Jin. He was probably a completely bald Professor Jin without his glasses. He was staring at his restaurant's signboard with a smile.
Of course, it wasn't quite accurate to say that he was completely bald. There was still a small tuft of soft short hair on his head, like an oasis in the Gobi Desert that was still standing strong.
All the audience looked at Meg. The main character of the day had already appeared. What kind of format would this culinary duel be carried out in was naturally the most curious thing.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, Harris also looked at Meg. His gaze paused on that thick head of his for a while with some envy. He chuckled at Meg, and said, "I didn't expect you to be so dominant at such a young age. Please don't be offended by my visit today."
His looks, coupled with his crosstalk accent, made Meg have a much better impression of this uncle. He also chuckled, and said, "Master Harris travels the world, and doesn't kill nameless people. It's my honor to see a junior like you. Why would I be offended?"
"I'm ashamed to say this, but it's also because I'm in the same trade. I'm just an ordinary chef, and I like to spar with my peers to broaden my knowledge. I didn't expect to cause so much trouble for my peers." Harris sighed with a helpless expression. "If I could lose one or two rounds, I probably wouldn't have such a problem."
Mag raised his eyebrows slightly as he heard something familiar. He nodded sympathetically, and said, "Yes. This is really a confusing and distressing matter."
Harris looked at Meg in surprise with some scrutiny. He didn't expect this fella to be so good at posturing.
"So this is a battle between experts. Their realms are indeed unfathomable."
"That's right. If an ordinary person were to say something like that, it would be pretentious. But when it comes from their mouths, it actually makes sense."
"From the looks of it, both sides are evenly matched."
"Please don't consume outdated streamers."
The audience watched this scene and discussed in low voices.
Meg smiled at Harris, and said, "Master has set the time, and I have set the venue. Since Master is here in advance, let's decide on the judges and the specific situation of the battle before the battle officially begins."
"Yesterday, I wrote a letter to a few friends who are famous for being fair in Chaos City, and invited them to be the judges for today's battle. When they arrive later, you can see if they meet your requirements," Harris replied with a smile.
"Hoo …"
A long cry sounded from outside the crowd.
Everyone turned around, and saw the person sitting on the horse. They exclaimed, "It's the city lord!"
Then, a horse-drawn carriage drove over, and stopped beside Michael's horse. A maiden in a red dress alighted from the carriage, and glanced at the crowd in front of the restaurant. Then, she turned to the side and nodded slightly at Michael.
"It's Miss Hill from the Buffett Family!" Someone recognized that maiden.
Soon, another horse-drawn carriage stopped at the side, and Robert alighted from the carriage. He looked at the crowd in front of the restaurant, and smilingly said, "I'm not late, right?"
"It's the president of the Food Association, Mr. Robert!" Someone recognized him.
A quaint black horse-drawn carriage drove over slowly. Menard opened the carriage door, and then respectfully stepped aside. An elderly man with half-white hair alighted from the carriage.
"It's President Geoffrey from the Aden Chamber of Commerce!" Someone in the crowd exclaimed softly.
"Even the city lord is here. As the principal, it shouldn't be considered as skipping class for me to be a judge during class time, right?" A gray horse-drawn carriage stopped, and a tall and thin man alighted from the carriage with a smile.
"Principal Novan from Chaos School!" Everyone exclaimed when they saw Novan alighting from the carriage.
"Oh my god! What kind of judge lineup is this?! This is going to be heavenly! "
"The city lord, the head of the Buffett Family, the president of the Food Association, the president of the Aden Chamber of Commerce, and the principal of Chaos School are all here. Is this really just a culinary duel?"
"I think it's worth coming here today even if I get fined two days' salary by my boss when I go back."
Everyone was already in an uproar when the judge lineup appeared. These people represented the top authority and social class in Chaos City, but they were all gathered together for a culinary duel today.
Then, everyone started to look at Harris in a different light. This bald uncle in patched cotton clothes had a shocking social circle.
"Impressive." Meg looked at the few big bosses who came one after another, and couldn't help but want to give them a thumbs-up.
Even he wasn't confident that he could get these big bosses to come and stand for him personally. Putting everything else aside, God knew how Harris managed to get Geoffrey to come.
"Harris, you haven't been to Chaos City for five years." The crowd had already parted to make a path for Michael to walk in first, and he smiled at Harris.
"When I left the last time, I thought I would only come back after 20 years. You should be thanking this young friend. He made me interested in Chaos City again," Harris said honestly.
Michael wasn't annoyed. He continued to smile, and said, "Yes. Mr. Mak is our city's treasure now. Your undefeated record might end here."
"That's great. I've been waiting for this day for over 20 years." Harris looked at Meg expectantly.
"Master Harris, my grandfather isn't feeling well, so he asked me to come on his behalf. He invited you to the manor as a guest," Hill said to Harris respectfully.
"It's alright. You've grown up to be even prettier. I'll invite you instead of him in the future." Harris waved his hand nonchalantly. After some thought, he said, "How about tonight? I'll go fishing with him."
"Alright." Hill nodded slightly.
"Master Harris, we meet again," Robert said to Harris with a smile.
Harris looked at Robert seriously, and said, "Yes. I've even prepared the pot for you. If you want to come with me, we can just carry the pot and go on our way. Why do you have to stay in this mortal world?"
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