"Head Chef Beate's beef stew is very delicious, but in comparison, Mr. Meg's steak is clearly more to my liking. As such, I choose Mr. Meg," Mr. Hill said with a smile.
"I choose him. This is how beef should be cooked," Camilla said as she looked at Meg with a contemplative look in her eyes.
The four judges had already made their decisions, and everyone turned to Geoffrey. Geoffrey's decision wouldn't affect the outcome of the competition, but he was still the president, after all, so his decision would still have a lot of influence.
Spatch clenched his fists as he stared intently at Geoffrey. As long as Geoffrey was still on his side, then he wouldn't be considered to have lost today.
Meg was also looking at Geoffrey. This old man's expression hadn't changed much throughout the entire competition, and he was struck by the feeling that he was reminded of his old man.
Old foxes like him who had spent their entire lives in the business world were the most difficult to deal with as there was no way to guess what they were thinking.
In contrast, this old man had single-handedly created and expanded the Aden Chamber of Commerce.
If he wanted to overturn the racial discrimination rules of the Aden Chamber of Commerce, the easiest way would be to get this old man to step down from his position as the president, and then amend those rules.
Geoffrey paid no heed to all of the gazes directed at him, and calmly said, "In this competition, Mr. Meg's steak is more delicious than the beef cooked by Head Chef Beate of Ducas Restaurant. I vote for Mr. Meg."
"Mr. Meg received a unanimous vote!"
"I really didn't think that this would be the outcome! I can't believe that someone was able to secure a unanimous victory in the competition with Head Chef Beate! "
"I have a feeling that this Mamy's restaurant is going to become very popular in Chaos City!"
"Just who is this Meg? He suddenly appeared out of nowhere and threw Chaos City's food and beverage industry into disarray. "
After the dust settled, a commotion broke out in the crowd. From the beginning of the duel to the announcement of the results, it could be said that there were ups and downs. Except for a few people who had eaten at Mamy's, no one had expected such an outcome.
Apart from lamenting the outcome of the duel, the guests were most concerned about Meg.
This man had won the favor of Miss Hill and the City Lord from the very beginning, and he had defeated Head Chef Beate in a cooking duel with an absolute advantage. He was destined to be the man who attracted the most attention tonight.
Most of the guests present were the most outstanding businessmen in Chaos City. Their keen sense of smell allowed them to easily determine a person's value. A rising star like Meg was clearly the best person to befriend.
"How … how is this possible?!" Cyril couldn't believe what he was seeing as he looked at the triumphant Meg and dejected Beate. This was far from what he had expected. In fact, he had even prepared some mocking words for them. However, he didn't have the chance to say them now.
He had thought that Mag would be defeated in the duel, lose a prosperous shop, and become the laughing stock of the crowd.
Who would've thought that Mag would use Ducasse and Beate as his stepping stones to become the center of attention in a single leap?
"Only I deserve that position!" Cyril clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. He wanted nothing more than to eat Meg alive.
"President … Are you going to give up on Ducas Restaurant?" Spatch's body swayed unsteadily, and he was completely flustered.
Every year, new restaurants would appear in the Aden Square. Some of them were quite delicious, but after the test of time, some of them closed down, and some of them faded into obscurity. Not a single one of them could pose a threat to Ducas Restaurant.
However, Spatch was now struck by a sense of peril from Meg.
He was facing a young but calm opponent.
Furthermore, this opponent was extremely powerful and had an unimaginable background.
Even the president, who had always been on Ducas Restaurant's side, seemed to be no longer on his side.
This was the most unacceptable result for him.
"Thank you." Meg nodded slightly before turning to the dejected Beate, and said from the bottom of his heart, "You are undoubtedly an exceptional chef."
Beate raised his head again, and there seemed to be light reignited in his eyes. He looked at Meg, and his lips moved as if he wanted to say something.
Meg didn't give Beate a chance to speak. He crossed his arms in front of his chest with a smile, and said, "Of course, you're still not as good as me. I'm here to correct the definition of delicious food in this world. Today, I'm going to correct how beef should be cooked. "
Beate's words were immediately stuck in his throat. He looked at Meg with his mouth slightly agape, but he didn't know what to say.
The entire venue instantly fell silent. All of the guests were looking at Meg and Beate with peculiar expressions on their faces. They felt that Meg's words were a little harsh, but they didn't think that there was anything wrong with them coming from his mouth.
Beate was the one who had issued the challenge, and Meg was merely reiterating his beliefs.
"System, I've already said such a shameful thing, so the additional mission should've been completed, right?" Meg rolled his eyes as he said, "Also, are you sure that I won't be transmigrated back to be a customer because of the resentment of these chefs?"
"Don't worry, that definitely won't happen," the system promised. "According to your current situation, you definitely won't get a second chance to transmigrate. Instead, you'll be struck by five bolts of lightning. If worse comes to worst, I'll plead on your behalf and ask the Heavenly Dao to strike you with two bolts of lightning."
"What's the difference?"
"There's no difference; you're going to die anyway."
"Piss off!"
Meg's expression darkened upon hearing this. As expected, the system was completely unreliable.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for securing victory in the cooking competition. You have received a chance to enter the God of Cookery Promotion lottery! "
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the additional mission of attracting hatred. You have received a chance to enter the God of Cookery Promotion lottery! "
The system's voice sounded.
"Mr. Meg is indeed a prodigy chef, and this is a good thing for all of the chefs in Chaos City." Beate took a deep breath as he looked at Meg with a serious expression, and said, "However, I firmly believe that your cooking method isn't the only correct and delicious way to cook beef. I hope that we'll have another chance to have a beef competition in the future."
"I can wait for you." Meg nodded as he looked at Beate with a hint of a smile in his eyes. This was a true chef; this was quite interesting.
"Father won! Father is indeed the most powerful! "
Amy yelled with elation as she raised her knife and fork high into the air.
Amy's adorable demeanor also made many people smile. All of the negative traits of half-breeds were completely absent from her body, and they couldn't help but wonder if their prejudices against half-breeds had been misplaced.
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