"That's me."
Amy nodded as she looked at the middle-aged man.
"Er …" The man scratched his head in a resigned manner at the sight of Amy's serious expression. "I'm saying that the owner of this restaurant might be your father."
"What's the matter?" Meg walked out upon hearing the conversation, and turned to the man in the Catering Association uniform.
The Catering Association hadn't appeared in his life for a long time. After the last competition, it was said that the Catering Association had undergone a reorganization, and had announced that the Aden Square food competition would be suspended indefinitely. After the reorganization, the Catering Association had disappeared for three months.
The man's expression immediately lit up at the sight of Meg, and he hurriedly said, "You're the owner of Amy's, right? After the reorganization and improvement of the Catering Association, we're going to launch a new Aden Square food competition, and we're currently looking for participating restaurants. Amy's had five dishes in the top 100 in the last competition, and they're very powerful. Would you like to participate this time? "
"A new ranking?" A contemplative look appeared on Meg's face.
Amy's was already very famous, and there was no need for them to increase their popularity. Furthermore, if the process was still as cumbersome as before, and he had to pay for his own ticket, then he naturally had no desire to participate.
The man could see the hesitation on Meg's face, and he hurriedly said, "The rules of the Aden Square food competition this time are completely different from before. Due to the severe fraud that occurred in the past, we've canceled the selection process by voting for our customers. Instead, 12 anonymous expert judges will conduct a cross-examination of the restaurants, then give a fair evaluation. After that, the final evaluation will be compiled, and the final ranking will be obtained. This includes evaluation of the dining environment and the taste of the food.
"Furthermore, aside from the overall ranking, there are also five sub-rankings, each of which has 20 people. They are: Meat Rankings, Seafood Rankings, Soup Rankings, Vegetarian Rankings, and Snack Rankings!
All participating restaurants don't have to pay any fees, and the judges will dine in the restaurant as normal customers. They won't inform the restaurant, and the restaurant will accept all of the evaluation. "
"The rules have changed quite a bit …" Meg nodded slightly. This rule was somewhat similar to the evaluation standards of Michelin restaurants. The system of anonymous expert judges could greatly prevent fraud and bring a more objective evaluation of the food.
On the other hand, the settings of the main ranking list and the sub-ranking list were more user-friendly. After all, the original purpose of the Gourmet Rankings was to better recommend delicious food to the diners. This could be considered as returning to the original intention.
Of course, the most important thing was the simplification of the process. All the restaurants had to do was register, and there was no need to expend any manpower or resources on this. This improvement was undoubtedly a stark contrast to the previous Catering Association.
However … Meg was still not interested. Now that the restaurant needed to limit the flow of customers, there was no point in continuing to attract customers. He was not the kind of person who wanted to be first in everything.
"Ding! New mission: Host, please participate in the Gourmet Cuisine Ranking Competition and obtain first place in all rankings! "Just as Meg was about to decline, the system's voice suddenly sounded.
"?" Meg raised his eyebrows.
"Mission completion reward: a chance to use the God of Cooking's wheel of advancement! Mission failure penalty: dress as a woman and dance to the Gokuraku Jodo in front of the restaurant! "
"What the f * ck???" Meg almost couldn't help but curse out loud.
"System, are you f * cking taking revenge on me?" Meg was furious in his heart. First place on the overall ranking list was one thing, but first place on all the sub-ranking lists as well? There was also a sub-ranking list for vegetables. How could there be vegetables on the restaurant's menu?!!!
This was f * cking forcing him to dress as a woman and dance to the Gokuraku Jodo!
"If you have the conditions, you have to do it. If you don't have the conditions, you have to create the conditions! Host, you have to have the spirit of a man of iron. Only then will you be able to walk further and further on the path to becoming the God of Cooking!
"Furthermore, I'm sure you'll look very beautiful in women's clothing …"
"F * ck off (ノ `Д) ノ!!!" Meg resisted the urge to flip the table. He looked at the expectant employee and squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth. "I'll participate …"
"Okay, this is the agreement. Please take a look. If there is no problem, you can sign it here." The employee was overjoyed and handed the agreement to Meg.
Meg glanced at it briefly. The agreement was very simple. It was similar to what the employee had said before. There were no additional clauses. It only confirmed that the restaurant would participate in the competition and voluntarily accept the evaluation from the judges. Then, he picked up the pen and signed his name and the name of the restaurant.
"I believe Amy's will be able to get a very good ranking." The employee took the agreement and said sincerely. Then, he turned and left.
Meg: "…"
The first place of the six rankings was simply not giving him a way out!
"System, can you explain to me what the hell is the Gokuraku Jodo in women's clothing?" Meg turned and walked towards the restaurant.
"The mission has been issued. Please try your best to complete it. The explanation of this mission belongs to the system. As for the question of the host, the system chooses not to explain." The voice of the system had a hint of a smile, and then it completely disappeared.
"F * ck!"
Meg rubbed his eyebrows and couldn't help but mutter. He wasn't worried that he wouldn't be able to get first place in the overall rankings and the other rankings. But what about the vegetable rankings? The only dish that hadn't been introduced yet was the Peking Duck. No matter how he tried to pass it off as a vegetable dish, there was no way to pass it off as a vegetable dish!
Phyllis, who had been looking forward to Meg teaching her how to cook, was startled. She carefully looked at the frowning Meg. She didn't know what she had done wrong to make him so angry. After hesitating for a while, she whispered, "Did I do something wrong?"
Meg suddenly looked up at Phyllis. He was a little surprised and whispered to himself, "How about frying a bean sprout?"
Firis was still feeling a little uneasy, but a blush immediately appeared on her face. That was a title that only the princess would use on her. As for the reason … In any case, she was very embarrassed to hear Mag call her that.
"Bean sprout? It sounds so good. Then from now on, I'll call you Big Sister Phyllis or Big Sister Bean Sprout. "Amy, who had come in at some point, blinked her big eyes and looked at Phyllis.
"I …" Phyllis opened her mouth and looked at Amy, who was blinking her big eyes. She swallowed the rest of her words and nodded her head.
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