News that the owner of Amy's would be facing off against the owner of Ricky's Rotisserie in an hour quickly spread throughout the entire Aden Square. On one side was a new restaurant that had recently risen to the top of the rankings board, while on the other side was an established rotisserie in the Aden Square. A match like this was extremely intriguing.
Of course, the most important thing was that this was going to be an outdoor duel, which meant that all of the onlookers would be able to witness the entire cooking process. This was something that had never happened in the Aden Square before, and this piqued the curiosity of many onlookers. All of them had nothing better to do, so they flocked to the entrance of Amy's, and soon, a massive crowd had formed.
Some of them were regular customers of Amy's, some of them had heard about Ricky's Rotisserie, but most of them were just here to watch the show.
"Melon seeds, peanuts, and ice water are on sale in the front row! There's also a limited number of stools for sale! If you want to buy one, you can't miss it! "
Xixi and Lu Lu weaved through the crowd with two large bags of melon seeds and peanuts in tow. They were also carrying a basket of stools on their backs, and business was booming.
There was still half an hour until the duel began, and many people were already waiting outside in order to secure a good spot. If they were lucky, they might even be selected to become a judge. If they had nothing better to do, they would buy some melon seeds, peanuts, and a glass of ice water. It was a perfect place to sit quietly and munch on melon seeds.
Not long after that, the employees of Ricky's Rotisserie arrived with two horse-drawn carriages. They stopped in front of Amy's, and under Ricky's instructions, they began to move the heavy cooking utensils and a young goat onto the carriages.
All of the customers looked on with curiosity in their eyes. They had eaten rotisserie many times before, but this was the first time that they had seen someone cook rotisserie, and they were all looking forward to this duel even more.
"Huh? Isn't that Amy's? Why are there so many people outside? " Robert murmured to himself as he looked in the direction of Amy's. He hesitated momentarily before making his way in that direction.
A luxurious horse-drawn carriage stopped in front of Ducas Restaurant, and Hill Hill stepped out of the carriage with her head slightly bowed. She was just about to get out of the carriage when she caught sight of the massive crowd in the distance, and her brows furrowed slightly as she asked, "What's going on? Why are there so many people? "
"Young Mistress Hill, the owner of Amy's and the owner of Ricky's Rotisserie are going to have an outdoor cooking competition. All of these people are just spectators, but when it comes to roast meat, our Ducas Restaurant is still number one in the entire Aden Square and Chaos City!" The restaurant manager who had come out to greet them said with a confident smile.
"Amy's? Is it the new restaurant that has been in the limelight recently? "Mr. Hill asked with a surprised look on his face.
"Yes, but this restaurant barely made it into the top 30 of the Gourmet Cuisine Rankings. Our Ducas Restaurant is still number one." The manager nodded with a smile, but there was a hint of nervousness in his eyes. The Hill Hill and the Buffett Family were the biggest financiers of Ducas Restaurant. They spent tens of thousands of gold coins on the restaurant every year. If they were transferred to other restaurants, it would be a huge loss.
A restaurant that has only been open for a little over a month has all five of its dishes in the top 100, and one of its dishes has even made it into the top 30. Just that alone makes this restaurant very interesting. Mr. Hill looked at the massive crowd before getting back into the carriage, and said, "Let's go and have a look. I'm curious to see how the owner of this restaurant has managed to accumulate so many loyal customers in just over a month. Even I can't compare to him in this regard."
"Take care, your private room is still reserved for you." The manager lowered his head in a respectful manner as he looked on at the departing horse-drawn carriage with a complex expression. Who would have thought that the Ducas Restaurant, which had dominated the Aden Square for so many years, would feel threatened by a small restaurant that had only recently opened?
"Why do you look so down, Alva? Has your Ducas Restaurant released any new dishes recently? I haven't been here in a while. "Right at this moment, a sharp voice sounded from the side.
Alva's brows immediately furrowed as a hint of disgust flashed through his face. However, in the instant that he turned around, a warm smile appeared on his face as he looked at the middle-aged man before him, and said, "Greetings, Master Febid. Our restaurant hasn't released any new dishes recently; I'm afraid we'll have to disappoint you."
The middle-aged man was tall and thin, and he was wearing a long grey trench coat with a black hat on his head. He held a brown cane in his hand, and there was a pipe tucked into the pocket of his trench coat. He had a hooked nose, and a small mustache that was slightly curled around his lips. He stared into Alva's eyes with a pair of dark brown eyes, and a mocking smile appeared on his face as he said, "A restaurant that has lost its ability to innovate will be eliminated sooner or later. If you can't even release a single new dish in a month, then the head chef might as well go home and raise pigs. Using the same old dishes to take the top spot on the Aden Square food competition rankings is an insult to the food competition rankings and its customers. "
"Yes, yes, yes. You're right. Our head chef is doing his best to develop new dishes, and I'm sure they'll appear on the menu soon." Alva nodded as cold sweat began to appear on his forehead.
In Chaos City, or rather on the Norland Continent, a new profession had emerged in the past few decades — food critics.
They made a living by writing articles and reviewing food from all over the world, and they were very popular among foodies. Febid was one of them, and he was quite renowned in the entire Norland Continent's food criticism circle.
Febid's reputation didn't stem from how many unknown delicacies he had unearthed or how delicious they were. Instead, it stemmed from his sharp and venomous tongue. Almost every restaurant's food had been reviewed by him, and even the Ducas Restaurant's most renowned roast pig had been labeled as "excessively oily, slaughtering little pigs, and too cruel!" by him.
All of the restaurants that had been reviewed by Febid would more or less be negatively affected, so Febid was also known as the food critic who was the least liked by restaurant owners. If it weren't for the fact that he was in Chaos City, he would've most likely been knocked unconscious, stuffed into a gunny sack, and thrown into a lake to feed the fishes.
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