"The Fubinen brothers of roast chicken? Why are you here? ”

Hearing this, Ha Bang and Ha Ga looked back in surprise, and they were a little surprised to see Fu Binen and Yuri.

After some muttering orc conversations, the two sides figured out the situation.

It turned out that this Fu Binen and Yuri were from the Haga tribe, and they were quite familiar with Ha Hao, but they didn't expect to meet here.

"You're going to challenge Boss Mai? Courage is commendable. Hello opened his mouth, not knowing what to praise these two little brothers.

Although their roast chicken is indeed the best in the tribe, compared with Boss Mai's cooking skills, isn't this looking for abuse?

McGonagall was also a little surprised by this situation.

"Hello, Lord Hello, he said that our roast chicken is not as good as his cooking, and our brother is not convinced, so he plans to have a roast chicken duel with him!" Yuri nodded, his eyes full of desire to win.

"Boss Mai, this is the little brother of our tribe, I haven't seen much of the world, but since he wants to compare with you, then you don't have to be polite, don't you have two judges less? We brothers just haven't had lunch yet, so why don't we be judges? I can't say it's good, but whether it's delicious or not, you can still know it when you taste it. Hello said as he looked at McGonagall.

"Okay, then let's settle it." McGonagall nodded, although the relationship is a little more complicated, but there is nothing wrong with Hello, the ring has already been set up, and it is obviously not possible to fight without fighting.

McGonagall turned to enter the door, and soon Mia and the others helped carry a small oven and kitchen utensils out the door, and also set up a stand at the door of the restaurant.

When everything was ready, McGonagall looked at Fulbin and Eugene, who were also in a posture, and said, "Let's get started." "Okay." Eugene nodded, took out a live chicken from the cloth bag, twisted his neck, the chicken immediately stopped moving, and then began to bleed, disemboweled, after a simple treatment, stuffed a bag of spices into the belly of the chicken, without removing the hair, directly wrapped in a layer of mud, and then wrapped in a thick layer of clay on the outside, put it in a simple oven and began to simmer.

The whole process has a simple and rough taste, because the movements are skillful, but it also makes the onlookers a little impressed.

On the other hand, McGonagall's side was a little unhurried.

The three yellow chickens have just been removed and washed, and a layer of spices and seasonings is carefully smeared, and a lot of spices are filled into the stomach, and then the processed chicken is wrapped with a tender green lotus leaf, tied tightly with cotton thread, and then wrapped with a layer of yellow mud outside the lotus leaf.

This yellow mud looks much cleaner and more delicate than the yellow-brown yellow mud of the orc brothers, evenly smeared on the outside of the lotus leaf, and looks like a large oval egg, with a smooth surface.

"The method looks similar, but the owner of Maimi's restaurant looks much more comfortable, and I don't dare to eat chicken without feathering."

"yes, it's just wrapped in mud, it looks a little scary, is this mud really clean?"

"The restaurant owner's yellow clay looks very high-end, my dad makes pottery bowls, and the clay he uses is not as good as this."

The onlookers whispered, although the methods were similar, but looking at the production process on both sides, they had gradually expected in their hearts.

"Brother, why did he pluck the chicken feathers? Still wrapping the chicken in leaves? The roast chicken that comes out of this way is soulless. Eugene whispered and Fulbin.

"But if you listen to what the guests say, they seem to prefer roast chicken like this." Fubinen shook his head, a little thought in his eyes.

"It shouldn't be......" Eugene also heard the whispers of those guests, feeling a little incredible.

Everyone at McMie's restaurant watched and whispered to McGonagall.

"Chicken ...... Egg! ”

Gina looked at the chickens that McGonagall had put in the oven, her eyes sparkling, this was Lantiste's hope, it turned out that it was not a natural egg, but Mr. McGonagall made it.

"The roast chicken wrapped in yellow mud is completely different from the roast duck, the boss is really breaking through himself every time, it's really amazing!" Mia looked at McGonagall with adoration.

"Good...... Delicious! Gina gave a thumbs up as the only person in the room who had ever tasted the chicken.

McGonagall put the roast chicken in the oven, and the two of them waited quietly for the roast chicken to come out.

The excitement here has also attracted a lot of onlookers, Mai Mi Restaurant has just made a big splash on the food list, and as soon as the news of the restaurant owner and the showdown spread, many restaurant owners have rushed to see if the owner of this Mai Mi Restaurant really has the ability to dominate the list.

The chicken is still roasting in the oven, and the onlookers have already surrounded the inside and outside three layers.

In order to improve the efficiency of roasting chicken, Fu Binen and they have just changed to a magic oven, although the heat is difficult to control, but the roasting efficiency is indeed much higher, the fire is turned on to the maximum, and a roast chicken can be roasted in more than 20 minutes.

"Alright, it's out!"

Fulbinn pinched the time, turned off the heat of the stove, unscrewed the lid, and a hot air came to his face.

Eugene took an iron skewer and pricked it into the stove, and a roast chicken was pierced out of the oven, and the aroma of roast chicken gushed out from the breach, making the eyes of the people around him light up.

The people at the front were all the guests who had not eaten at noon, and when they were washed by the fragrance, their stomachs gurgled and they were a little hungry when they looked at the yellow-brown dumpling.

"This method of roasting chicken is really peculiar, I don't know which restaurant these two chefs are from, I can try it when I have time."

Many of the guests were also bright-eyed and were already discussing how to try it out in time.

"Do you want to be with you?" Fulbinn asked, looking at McGonagall.

"No need, the freshly baked roast chicken is the tastiest, mine will have to wait a little longer." McGonagall shook her head, he didn't want to take advantage of it.

Freshly baked roast chicken and chilled roast chicken are two different foods at all.

"Okay." Fubinen nodded, took a sharp piece of wood from the side, pierced it in the place where Eugene's iron had pierced it before, and then picked it out, a layer of mud shell peeled down with chicken feathers, and the aroma of roast chicken suddenly overflowed.

Eugene handed over a plate, and Fu Binen put the roast chicken with the mud shell perfectly removed on the plate, the red roast chicken was a little shriveled, not a single chicken feather remained, and the aroma of the roast chicken was quite strong, so that many people stood on tiptoe and looked at it.

"It smells so good! I didn't expect the chicken to be roasted with such a fragrance. ”

"I kind of regret that I didn't stand up as a judge just now!"

"On today's list, it doesn't seem that Maimi's restaurant has roast chicken on the list, right? Does this boss make rotisserie chicken? ”

The guests whispered, swallowing as they looked at the roast chicken in front of Fulbin.

Fubinen took out a knife, made a few slashes on the roast chicken, and loaded the chicken into different plates, before serving it to the five judges who were already seated.

"Please taste it."

A confident smile appeared on Fubinen's face.

Roast chicken, he grew up from a young age.