As the customers entered the restaurant, Meg greeted them with familiarity. There were also some unfamiliar faces who happily called him Mr. Mak and expressed that they were fans of his.
Then, a familiar name jumped into his eyes.
"Beate, male, human, 45 years old …"
Meg looked at the tall man with dark skin and a full beard. He looked like a businessman who was constantly on the move, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
Meg was the head chef of Ducas Restaurant and had competed with him before. Naturally, he wouldn't be so forgetful.
However, his makeup was quite exquisite. If it weren't for the omniscient door, he wouldn't have recognized him at first glance.
But what was he doing at Mamy's instead of working in the kitchen of Ducas Restaurant at this hour? In his impression, Ducas Restaurant's business should be good.
"Could it be that he's also here to learn?" Meg raised his eyebrows thoughtfully. He nodded at Beate with a smile and didn't say anything else.
During this period of time, a portion of Mamy Restaurant's customers were chefs from other restaurants, and he was well aware of that.
The most obvious characteristic of these people was that they had been here for a few consecutive days and had ordered the same dish every time. They ate slowly and carefully, nodding their heads from time to time. Most of the time, they would be scratching their ears and cheeks in distress.
Beate entered the restaurant and looked around. He chose a seat that faced the kitchen and sat down. He could see the interior of the kitchen through the crystal.
This was the first time he had entered Mamy's. Although he had heard many rumors and news, he was still a little surprised when he saw the bold design of the kitchen in person.
One had to know that a chef valued the privacy of their recipes the most. They would rather be the only one in the kitchen when they were cooking so that their recipes wouldn't be stolen by others.
Just like when he was cooking the roast pig, the seasonings used for the marinating and roasting process were all mixed at home and brought to the restaurant. He was the only one who knew the method of marinating and roasting the roast pig.
This was the reason why he was able to secure his position as the head chef of Ducas Restaurant for more than ten years. It was also the way for a chef to survive in the workplace.
However, Meg overturned this rule. He opened the kitchen door so that everyone could see what he was doing.
One had to realize that Meg was currently the most sought-after chef on the Norland Continent. His reputation had spread far and wide through the pages of gourmet magazines.
Beate had already observed more than eight chefs in the restaurant, including the one sitting beside him.
They were probably sitting here for the same reason as him.
However, Meg didn't care about the existence of these peepers and plagiarists. He even published the recipe of eggplant with garlic sauce in a gourmet magazine and the recipe of braised pork in a children's picture book.
Beate felt as if he were a despicable mouse at this moment, and he shifted his body uncomfortably.
However, he had no choice. He had to save his career and save the troubled Ducas Restaurant.
I'll just do it this time … After I master this dish, I'll definitely never do something like this again, Beate thought to himself as he flipped open the menu on the table.
The exquisite dishes on the menu struck awe and veneration in his heart. As a chef, he was well aware of how difficult it was to create a delicious dish.
Mag's creativity was astonishing. Every dish on the menu was so unique. He used all kinds of cooking methods to combine ingredients that didn't seem to fit together to create one delicious dish after another.
His gaze then fell on the shimmering golden steamed yellow croaker.
This was a fish that Beate had never seen before. It appeared to be some kind of marine fish, and it was as if it had been forged from gold.
Compared to the spicy grilled fish and steamed fish head with diced hot red peppers, the steamed yellow croaker appeared to be a lot more bland.
Yabemiya made her way over to Beate, and asked, "What would you like to order, Sir?"
Beate closed the menu, and replied, "I'd like a steamed yellow croaker and a dish of eggplant with garlic sauce."
"Okay, please wait for a moment." Mia nodded with a smile.
Beate leaned back comfortably in his chair, and it seemed as if he was admiring the busy chef in the kitchen. This was one of the joys of the customers sitting near the kitchen while waiting for their dishes to be served.
After the orders were reported to the kitchen, Beate watched as Meg scooped the fried rice from the wok, took out ten beggar's chickens from the oven, and placed two servings of Buddha Jumps Over The Wall Soup on the counter. Then, he walked toward the fish tank at the side.
"He's here!" Beate's body leaned forward slightly, and his gaze was fixed on Meg.
Analyzing the cooking method of a dish wasn't as efficient as watching the chef cook directly.
The ingredients, the heat, and the steps needed to be analyzed would take an unknown amount of time. However, if he could watch Meg do it once, he was confident that he would be able to learn it.
Meg reached into the fish tank, and when he pulled it out, he was already holding a one-kilogram yellow croaker.
Cutting the fish, cleaning it, and steaming it …
Meg's movements were so fast that Beate's eyes couldn't keep up with them. During this time, over a hundred beef kebabs were served, and two steaks were served.
When Meg closed the lid of the steamer and continued to move between the various stoves, and cook several dishes at the same time, Beate's mouth was still wide open, and he had a dumbfounded expression on his face.
Did he learn it?
Eyes:???
Hands:???
That's right, he couldn't even clearly see what Meg was doing.
His movements were too fast, and he finished too much work in a short period of time. It was impossible for others to keep up with his pace.
Beate only saw a few general steps, and didn't see what condiments and ingredients were used.
"It seems like I can only rely on tasting it to recover." Beate's heart sank slightly.
About five minutes later, the large yellow croaker was out of the oven, and Meg directly carried it to the counter at the side.
"Your steamed large yellow croaker and eggplant with garlic sauce." Soon, two dishes floated out of the kitchen and landed steadily in front of Beate.
Mamy's had a unique way of serving dishes, and it was controlled by a spatial magic caster. Other restaurants couldn't afford to hire a spatial magic caster.
Beate's gaze was already attracted by the steamed large yellow croaker in front of him. The shimmering large yellow croaker wasn't very large, and it had a streamlined body. The fish had been sliced in half down the middle, and it was spread out on a long plate. The shimmering golden scales were still shimmering with a golden light even after being cooked, and the thin and tender green onions were embellished on top of the scales, creating a delicious aroma.
"Gulp."
Beate's throat rolled.
The aroma of this dish wasn't as aggressive as the spicy grilled fish of his deskmate, but it still possessed great power and enticement.
There was only a thin layer of refreshing broth, and there were no other side dishes on the entire fish.
The large yellow croaker was the main character of this dish, and the green onions couldn't even be considered a side dish!
(End of Chapter)
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