Everyone was staring at the five judges with wide eyes, waiting for them to announce the final result.
Ricky's breathing began to accelerate. He could already tell from the five judges' comments that they were biased toward, but he was still hoping for a miracle. He had spent three years researching and developing that sauce, and had experienced countless failures, all for the sake of improving the flavor of Ricky's roast meat. How much courage and wisdom was required to accomplish such a feat?
He couldn't lose. That was a business that had been run by three generations of the Barkley Family. If he were to lose, then he would have no face left to continue living.
Amy was elated as she prepared her second kebab, and she wasn't worried about the outcome of the competition in the slightest. After all, in her eyes, no one could be more powerful than her father, so she was sure that he would win this competition.
"I choose the roast beef kebab made by the owner of Amy's." Hill wiped the corners of her mouth gracefully with a silk handkerchief before turning to Meg with a smile. "The beef is very delicious. If there's a chance, I'd like to invite you to the Buffett Manor to cook another delicious roast beef kebab for me."
"Thank you for your invitation, Ms. Hill. It would be an honor for me to be able to visit the Buffett Manor, but if you'd like to try my roast beef kebab, then I'd like to invite Ms. Hill to my restaurant for a taste. Meg turned down Hill's invitation with a smile. Meg wasn't someone who would do things like providing on-site service. Even if Hill were to offer him a high price, he still wouldn't agree. On top of that, he had a big business deal that he wanted to discuss with her. If he were to roast beef kebab for her, then he would appear to be in a disadvantageous position, and that was a huge taboo in business negotiations.
Hill looked at Meg with a hint of surprise in her eyes. This was the first time that a chef had turned down her invitation. If all of the chefs who wanted to work at the Buffett Manor were to find out about this, they would most likely beat their chests in frustration. What an interesting guy. She nodded, and said, "Alright, looks like Mr. Meg is someone who can distinguish between work and personal life very well. If you have some time on your day off this week, perhaps you could bring your adorable daughter to the Buffett Manor for a visit."
"My pleasure." Meg nodded slightly, but he didn't show too much surprise. It was as if he had just accepted an invitation from an ordinary friend. He had been to many rich manors in his previous life. If he really wanted to count, his house could be considered as one as well, so he didn't feel that this was something to be happy about.
Everyone looked at Meg enviously. If the Hill's initial invitation was to invite Meg to the manor to cook for her alone, and after being rejected by Meg without hesitation, her second invitation was as if she was inviting him as an equal friend.
To be treated like this by the young leader of the Buffett Family, Mag really was quite impressive. The Buffett Manor wasn't a place that just anyone could enter and leave. As one of the wealthiest families on the entire Norland Continent, even the slightest bit of money that slipped through their fingers was enough to drive anyone crazy.
Ricky's face turned a shade paler, and he resisted the urge to speak.
"Is there any suspense to this question? This roast beef kebab has completely overturned all of my expectations of roast meat. Such delicious roast meat has never appeared on the Norland Continent, and it most likely won't appear in the future, either. As such, I choose the roast beef kebab. " Febid spoke in a loud voice, and a complex expression appeared on his face. He had completely overturned all of his expectations today, but even as picky as he was, he really couldn't find any fault with such a perfect roast beef kebab.
If he really wanted to find fault with it, then the only thing he could think of was that there were only three cubes of beef on the kebab. There simply wasn't enough!
Ricky's expression changed again, and he turned to the remaining three judges with a pale face.
The employees of Ricky's Rotisserie were also in a complete panic. Was the worst thing that they wanted to happen going to happen? What were they supposed to do now?
All of the spectators were also looking at the remaining three judges. As long as one of them voted for Meg, then Meg would win this contest.
"Flavor, texture, heat control … Mr. Mak's roast beef kebab is superior in all aspects. It's both delicious and innovative, so I choose the roast beef kebab." Robert turned to Ricky with a forlorn expression. If it weren't for the fact that Ricky's Rotisserie had rigged the votes on the Aden Square food competition rankings, his roast lamb would've made it into the top 30 for sure.
"Boss Ricky's roast lamb has indeed improved significantly, but Boss Meg's roast beef is undoubtedly perfect, so I choose the roast beef kebab." The professor pointed at Meg with a forlorn expression.
"I choose the roast beef kebab." Charles heaved a forlorn sigh as he turned to Ricky, and a sense of empathy welled up in his heart. If Ducas Restaurant's roast pig was an insurmountable peak for all of the rotisserie restaurants in the Aden Square, then Mamy's roast beef kebab would most likely surpass Ducas Restaurant's roast beef kebab, and all of the rotisserie restaurants in the Aden Square had lost their motivation to catch up.
"Mamy's has won with a unanimous vote!"
Someone in the silent crowd exclaimed, and a massive commotion instantly ensued. Even though this result was within everyone's expectations, they were still very excited to see Meg's roast beef kebab in front of them. They had thought that Ricky would be able to crush Meg in a landslide victory, but Meg had turned the tables on Ricky with a perfect roast beef kebab and received a unanimous vote.
"Thank you." Meg nodded with a smile. The result was within his expectations, but he was still quite happy to receive a unanimous vote and an extremely high evaluation.
"Th … Th … Impossible!" Ricky's rotund body swayed unsteadily, and he looked as if he were about to fall to the ground at any moment. His face had turned as pale as a sheet of paper. None of the five judges supported him, and if he lost like this, then his rotisserie would no longer belong to him.
"Now that the five judges have made their decisions, I win." Meg looked at Ricky with a calm expression, and there was no hint of elation on his face.
"No! I refuse to believe that this is the result! These people must've been hired by you! " Ricky shook his head before rushing over to the judges' table. He grabbed the untouched roast beef kebab from Febid's plate before taking a bite out of it.
"Hmm! This flavor … How is this possible?!! " Ricky's eyes immediately widened as the delicious sauce and beef wreaked havoc in his mouth. The roast beef had been cooked with just the right amount of heat, and the roast beef had been cooked with just the right amount of heat.
All of the energy in Ricky's body seemed to have been sucked out of him in that instant, and his legs gave out from under him as he sat down onto the ground with a forlorn expression on his face, as if he had lost his soul.
Febid had already risen to his feet, and he quickly picked up the roast beef kebab that had slipped out of his hand. He looked at the missing piece of beef with a pained expression as he yelled, "Ricky, you've already lost! Why did you have to steal my kebab?!"
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