Everyone turned to look at the lavish horse-drawn carriage, as well as the beautiful woman in a red dress standing on the shaft of the carriage, and they were all quite surprised to see her.
"Half a dragon coin and half a gold coin … That's the symbol of the Buffett Family!"
"Hill Buffett! She's the true leader of the Buffett Family! Who would've thought that she would be here, and she wants to become a judge? "
"I didn't wait an hour for nothing; the judges for today's competition are truly invincible!"
Soon, someone identified the horse-drawn carriage and the beautiful woman in the red dress, and they were all quite surprised, but also a little expectant.
Meg was also looking at Hill with a hint of surprise in his eyes. This legendary woman in Chaos City's business circle was even more beautiful than he had imagined.
Her fiery red lips and wavy brown hair made her look more mature than her actual age. Standing on the shaft of the carriage, the aura of a strong woman in the workplace was unmistakable. She didn't look like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl at all, but the slender legs exposed under the red dress made it impossible to ignore that she was a stunner that men couldn't take their eyes off.
"Alright, then the final judge will be this beautiful young mistress." Meg nodded with a smile. He had a big business deal that he wanted to discuss with this woman who controlled the Buffett Family's treasury, so this was clearly a good opportunity to get to know her.
"You're a very discerning man." An alluring smile appeared on Hill's face as she gracefully stepped down from the horse-drawn carriage, and made her way through the crowd.
"Thank you for your hard work, Mia," Meg said with a nod as he looked at Yabemiya, who was laying out the smokeless charcoal on the grill.
"It wasn't hard at all. Let me bring out the tables and chairs for the judges." Yabemiya shook her head before making her way over to the tables and chairs.
"There are so many men standing here; they'll do a good job." Meg shook his head with a smile before turning to Ricky's employees.
"Bring those three tables over here, and put them together in a row, then bring five chairs over here." Ricky waved his hand, and the employees quickly walked over. A judging panel made up of three tables appeared in front of the grill.
Robert sat in the middle, with The Hill and Febid on either side of him. The five judges took their seats, and everyone looked at Meg and Ricky expectantly, waiting for the duel to officially begin.
Compared to Ricky's complicated grill, the long grill in front of Meg was very simple. There were a few small steel bars on the grill, and it was a little confusing as to how Meg was going to use it.
"Do you still need to continue preparing?" Ricky asked as he looked at Meg. Aside from the grill in front of Meg, there was also a table filled with all kinds of condiments. There was also a black square box at the center of the table, and no one knew what was inside. From the looks of it, he had no intention of blocking anyone's view at all.
"The time is exactly one hour. Let's start the duel." Meg raised his hand and looked at his watch. The pointer pointed to six o 'clock.
"Alright, let's begin then." A serious look appeared on Ricky's face. He turned around and waved his hand. Two muscular employees carried out the black mountain goat that they had brought over, and began to slaughter it.
"That's a first-tier magical beast, Black Hopping Goat!" someone in the crowd exclaimed.
"Black Hopping Goats aren't easy to catch. Even if they're farmed, they're quite expensive. Its taste and texture are even more delicious than normal mountain goats. I didn't think that Mr. Ricky would use it for today's grill. I wonder what kind of ingredient Mr. Meg will use," someone exclaimed in surprise. Everyone turned to look at Meg.
Robert and the others nodded at the black mountain goat. Black Hopping Goats weren't considered high-grade ingredients, but there weren't many species of mountain goats in the first place, and the easiest to obtain was the Hopping Goat. It was clearly a very good choice for Ricky to use a black mountain goat for his grill.
Ricky also turned to Meg with a smug look on his face. He had come prepared, and this Black Hopping Goat had been prepared in advance. In contrast, Meg was in such a hurry that he probably didn't even have a decent piece of meat to offer.
Mag glanced at the black goat that was still struggling under the pressure of the two burly men, and opened the black box in front of him unhurriedly. Cold air rose slowly, and a piece of beef brain appeared in the middle of the box.
Meg had pulled this piece of beef brow out of the fridge. The system had just granted him the right to use ingredients, and the beef provided by the system was of a higher quality than the beef from the Ironhide Bull that he had slaughtered himself. Furthermore, it was clearly a lot fresher, so he didn't hesitate to use it.
He placed the beef onto the chopping board. The fresh beef was riddled with snowflake-like patterns, and the texture of the meat was extremely delicate.
"This is …" Febid's eyes widened with incredulity at the sight of the beef on the chopping board. "This is beef from a fourth-tier magical beast, Ironhide Bull! And it's so freshly preserved, as if it had just been slaughtered! "
"Who would have thought that this shop owner would be able to get his hands on Ironhide Bull beef? Even mercenary groups don't dare to mess with Ironhide Bull beef. Unless there's a high bounty on it, it's very rare to be able to purchase it." The white-bearded professor was also quite surprised.
"How … How is this possible?!" Ricky's expression changed slightly upon hearing this, and he was suddenly struck by a sense of panic. He had thought that Meg wouldn't be prepared in such a hurry, but he had just pulled out a fourth-tier magical beast ingredient.
"It looks like there really is someone who came prepared. This shop owner … really is quite interesting." A hint of curiosity appeared on Hill's face as he appraised Meg through narrowed eyes.
A stir also ran through the crowd upon hearing this. Fourth-tier magical beasts weren't something that everyone could afford, let alone such a rare Ironhide Bull. In comparison, Ricky's Black Hopping Mountain Goat didn't even seem to be worth mentioning.
Ingredients are only the icing on the cake. The most important factor in determining the flavor of the roast meat is the chef's skill. There's not even a drop of oil on the grill, and he hasn't even lit a fire yet. He probably doesn't even know how to roast the meat, so how is he going to beat me? Ricky thought to himself as he regained his confidence. He picked up his knife and began to skin the goat himself, striving to ensure that every step of the process was perfect.
Meg also wore an earnest expression as he pulled his Chinese cleaver from the knife rack. The tip of the cleaver slid gracefully over the beef, and when he withdrew the cleaver, the entire piece of beef had already been sliced into two-centimeter-wide cubes. The cuts were very smooth, and it was as if the size of each cube had been measured with a ruler.
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