"As expected of the best dish. This chef is most likely going to become the new favorite of the royal kitchen."
"Even the first three dishes were so well-received by His Majesty. I wonder what His Majesty will reward him with?"
"His Highness is indeed a good judge of character. He must have put in a lot of effort to find such an exceptional chef."
The servants quickly went to invite Meg over, and the officials began to discuss quietly among themselves. Many of the second prince's officials naturally wouldn't let go of such a good opportunity to praise Meg.
The officials of the First Prince's faction did not look too good. The birthday celebration had just begun, and the Second Prince had already been in the limelight. They did not expect him to make such a strange move. Making a fuss at the palace banquet was out of everyone's expectations.
Josh and Sean weren't in the mood to think about that. The scorching sensation on their lips was unbearable, and the burning sensation in their throats was even more unbearable.
Sean picked up a glass of wine from the table and downed it in one gulp. Like a catalyst, the burning sensation in his throat became even more intense, and he had to force himself not to spit out the wine.
"Get me a flask of ice water and put more ice in it," Josh said to the maid beside him. Josh whispered to the maid beside him. He had tasted the spicy grilled fish two days ago, and he had to drink a large pot of ice water to alleviate the spiciness. After drinking the ice water, he felt extremely refreshed.
"Master, does that mean Father is going to take first place?"
Amy asked as she looked up at Crassus.
Crassus nodded with a smile, and replied, "That's right. Mr. Mak's grilled fish has already been designated as the best dish of the day by the king. In other words, it's the best dish of the day, so it's naturally going to take first place."
Novan also nodded, and said, "Mr. Mak is a genius."
"Normally, all chefs who have won the best dish of the day will stay in the palace to become royal chefs. Is Mr. Mak not going back?" Crassus asked.
"Mr. Mak will definitely go back." A smile appeared on Novan's face. "Other than discussing the revision of the peace agreement, I'm here to bring Mr. Mak back to Chaos City."
Crassus looked at Novan in confusion. "Since when did chefs become strategic resources? You, a dignified 10th-tier great magician, actually made a trip for a chef? "
Novan smiled but didn't say anything.
"As expected of my man. No matter what he does, he always does his best."
Irina put down her chopsticks with a satisfied look on her face. She let out a small burp as she wiped her mouth with a silk handkerchief. Although she wouldn't gain weight no matter how much she ate, she hadn't eaten so much in a long time because she couldn't find any food that could make her unable to stop eating.
"If that's the case, after raising him for three years, not only will he learn how to take care of children, but he will also learn how to cook. Then, taking him back seems to be a gain." Irina thought to herself as her gaze fell upon Josh. Her expression turned cold as she said, "However, I'm going to find all of the people who were involved in this incident. I'll skin you alive and let you know what cruelty is."
…
After the three dishes were completed, Meg had already begun to clean the kitchen utensils and pack up. He appeared to be quite relaxed.
Meg appeared to be very relaxed on the surface, but he was actually feeling a little uneasy. After all, he was here on a mission from the system. If he didn't take first place, it would be very awkward for him to fail the mission.
There were too many uncertainties in this mission, and it was purely based on the king's preferences. Although the waiter had said that the king was very satisfied with the first two dishes, there was still no way to confirm whether the best dish would be selected.
The dishes had already been served, and the bustling cafeteria instantly fell silent. Although there was no need to cook anymore, there weren't many chefs who could wash their pots as leisurely as Meg.
All of the chefs were waiting to see who would win the best dish award. This was the highest honor in the world of chefs, and everyone who could come here wanted to win this honor.
"The best dish award will definitely go to Master again! Master has already won the best dish award for nine consecutive years. If he wins it again, it will be an unprecedented 10 consecutive wins. "
"Indeed, His Majesty loves eating Master's dishes the most, and that hasn't changed even after so many years."
All of the chefs around Bellmann wore confident expressions, and they seemed to be ready to celebrate.
Bellmann's expression was still as calm as ever, and he was carefully wiping his stove with a handkerchief, as if he didn't care about the result at all.
Nandel took a glance at Meg, who was cleaning his stove, and said in a slightly peculiar manner, "If you ask me, Master Bellmann will definitely win the best dish award. The other chefs are still lacking compared to him."
"Indeed, not just anyone can win the best dish award. No one knows His Majesty's preferences better than Master Bellmann," Vasir chimed in with a hint of schadenfreude in his smile.
They had thought that Meg would really be able to win the best dish award for the first two dishes, but the spicy aroma of the fish he had cooked was so strong that even they couldn't stand it.
All of the chefs present knew that the king didn't like spicy dishes, but Meg had committed this taboo, so perhaps he was going to be reprimanded because of this dish.
"Brother Meg, are you really going to be alright after putting so much chili in that fish?"
Kalulu stood off to the side with reddened eyes as he looked at Meg with a concerned expression. He wasn't crying because he was too pessimistic. Instead, it was because Meg had told him to stand further away when he was putting in the chili, and he didn't pay attention to the spicy aroma.
"Indeed, it's so spicy that I can't even open my eyes."
"I can't see anything now."
Luluka and Lukaka narrowed their eyes, and they couldn't even see the small fish anymore.
"I'll be fine, I guess." Meg shook his head with a smile. He had put in the king's portion of chili, and he had only added Josh and Sean's portions of insanely spicy.
Amy's portion was medium spicy, and Amy's favorite was that level of spiciness.
He had also put in the chili for Irina's portion of chili. Elves tended to prefer bland flavors, and Sally's favorite level of chili was medium spicy.
As for everyone else, he had put in the super spicy dish. Even if they wanted to hold a grudge, they would most likely hold it against Josh. He was even regretting that he hadn't put in the insanely spicy dish for them.
Perhaps this was his selfishness …
Meg didn't take Nandel and Vasir's words to heart. This was like a battle between two experts; if he were to stomp on a little chick, then he would be lowering his status.
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