Chapter 748： My person's reflection arc is a bit long

The whole dining hall suddenly became quiet, and almost all the chefs brushed the waiter who walked quickly toward McGonagall, his face full of shock.

"This... how is this possible!" Xiwar opened his mouth and could hardly believe his ears.

Nan Deli’s eyes were white and fell directly backwards, scaring the apprentices on the side and hurriedly reaching for him, panic.

Everyone has guessed who the best of the palace feast will be, but no one would have thought that this best was taken away by a famous chef, and it was also a chef from the city of chaos.

A tall and thin chef beside Billman stepped forward and looked at the waiter's voice ridiculously: "This is impossible! Tyron Housekeeper, is this a mistake? How can the best dish be made by a name?" Didn't the famous chef get it? Isn't King Her Majesty's favorite food not the food that Bierman's chef made?"

"Yeah, Master has been getting the best food for nine consecutive years. How could it be lost?"

"Today, Master has done more than a dozen dishes. Did he make a few dishes? It must be something wrong!"

The disciples of Bierman have questioned indiscriminately, and there is a faint color on his face.

The other chefs are also attached, and there is only one best. Compared to the little chef who gave birth to a chaotic city, the highly respected chefs like Bierman obviously want to make them feel more acceptable.

Bierman also stopped the action of wiping the stove, and the look was a bit lonely, but it didn't seem too excited and angry.

Tyrone stopped and served as a court servant trusted by the king. He naturally knew that in the past few decades, Billman was indeed the most favorite chef of the king, but the black horse that was suddenly killed today is indeed too Strong, won the best of the palace banquet, making Bieleman look a little bleak, and his apprentices have doubts and doubts.

However, questioning the king’s decision was not trivial. Tyron’s expression became a bit serious and he looked at the crowd: “This is the best meal of the palace banquet that King’s Majesty has appointed in front of all the guests. There is no mistake, Mr. McGonagall The three dishes were praised by the king and the guests, and the best dishes were deserved, and it was unquestionable to call him to the temple. And Mr. McGonagall is not a famous chef, he is The chef invited by His Royal Highness the Second Emperor."

The words of Tyrone were like a basin of ice water splashing down, the dining hall was quiet again, and the chefs looked slightly changed, and they couldn’t speak.

Since His Majesty has already let Mage go to the temple to receive the reward, this best nature has become a fixed number, and even more surprising to the chefs is that McGonagall was invited by His Royal Highness the Second Emperor. This identity is even more common for ordinary chefs. Just provoke.

A chef from the City of Chaos won all the top chefs from Nolan.

This is probably the most incredible topic in the chef world this year.

"Wow! Uncle McGonagall is too cow!"

“The whole process is cooked by one person, and the best dish of the palace feast is obtained. Uncle McGonagall is my idol!”

Lukaka and Luluka looked at McGonagall with a look of worship. The best of the palace feast was something that they could only look up to, but now it was taken by McGonagall. Suddenly there is a feeling of dreaming into reality. .

Karuru’s mouth has not closed, and he looks at McGonagall and admire: “This is probably the legendary... Real people don’t show up.”

"Mr. McGonagall, please, my Majesty and the guests are still waiting in the temple." Tyrone walked over to McGonagall, a little surprised at Meg's youth, but still smiled and said.

Not surprisingly, this young chef may be his favorite chef for a long time to come.

Of course, if he succeeds the King of the Second Emperor in the future, he may still be the master of this dining hall.

McGonagall reached out to solve the apron, and did not show too much excitement. He looked at Tyron and smiled and nodded: "Please."

Is he not happy?

No, he is happy!

The success of the mission is of course a happy thing. The sword of Damocles hanging over his head is removed, and there is no need to worry about this task of the system.

McGonagall nodded to Carruru's father and son, and followed Tyron toward the door. The three fathers and sons were still very good.

As for the eyes of the chefs who envy and hate, they smiled and smiled.

It’s really cool to play pigs and eat tigers. Looking at these little eyes that want to kill him, but they can’t do it, the mood has become more pleasant.

As he walked to the door of the main hall, Bierman wiped his hand with a dry towel and walked up to reach out to some of his old right hand. He smiled and said, "Congratulations, Chef McGonagall."

McGonagall stopped and looked at the smile on the face of the old man who had a lot of fine wrinkles on his face. He hesitated a little and held his right hand and held his hand. "Thank you."

"Although I can't taste the dishes you made, but the name of the dishes should be very interesting. I hope that the young chefs can be as innovative as you are. This is a blessing for our chefs." Billman looked Meg's eyes, with a bit of relief and emotion.

"I think so." McGonagall felt the strength and warmth of the old hand, and nodded with a smile.

Bierman's face became more and more intense, and he let go of his hand. "Well, let's get the prize for the first time. Of course, when you take more, you won't be in your heart."

"Good." McGonagall looked at Biman's face and nodded with a smile on his face. It was a broad-rooted father, and he followed two steps to follow the steps of Tyrone.

In addition to the dining hall, Tyrone led McGonn to the direction of the main hall. The road also specially smashed his jealousy and rituals after going to the main hall.

After all, it was the first time to go to the temple, and McGonagall naturally remembered it in his heart. This feudal society, a bad one, would be cut off by the king.

“Hey, congratulations to the host for the spicy grilled fish that beat the chefs from all over the mainland, get the title of the best dish at the palace, successfully complete the system task, get the super reward: a chance to restore the peak strength for a short time! At the same time, the restaurant upgrade For lv3, the various privileges and upgrades for the restaurant upgrade and opening, please return to the restaurant and check it yourself!"

Just then, the sound of the system sounded in McGon’s mind.

"The trough!"

When McGonagall listened to the system, he couldn’t help but blurt out.

"Ok?"

Tyrone, who was walking in front, looked back at McGonagall with some puzzles.

McGonagall said a bit: "Sorry, my person's reflection arc is a bit long, that is, the reaction is a bit slow. The first time I saw the king, I was a little too excited."