A Stay-at-home Dad's Restaurant In An Alternate World - Chapter 1480

Chapter 1480: Alright, My Money Is Already Prepared

After watching Michael—who lamented with a mesmerized expression—swiftly pick up another piece of beef and pop it into his mouth, the crowd was completely enthralled by the “husband and wife lung slice”. The way that he didn’t even want to waste time talking made many people salivate secretly.

“It made the city lord so mesmerized and enthralled. Is this ‘husband and wife lung slice’ really so delicious?”

Many people’s curiosity was piqued. Although the city lord was also full of praises for the “18-year-old maiden’s dress” earlier, he stopped after tasting it. It was completely different from the way that he was unable to stop now.

Meanwhile, the other judges were also looking at Michael, who couldn’t stop eating, with surprise. Even though this “husband and wife lung slice” wasn’t as pretty as “18-year-old maiden’s dress”, the exquisite cutting skills made sure that every slice of the beef and beef offals was of equal thickness. The aroma of the braised beef coupled with the aroma of the red oil slowly drifted over, and immediately covered over that of “18-year-old maiden’s dress”.

“This red oil looks very enticing. Let me try the taste too.” Robert stood up and picked up a piece of tripe.

The tripe that was sliced lengthwise was light yellow after braising. It had a natural grid on its surface with a layer of red oil coated all over it, which made it look very enticing.

Robert had had Mamy Restaurant’s hot pot before, and was a loyal fan of the tripe. However, compared to the usual thinly sliced tripe, this tripe looked much thicker.

Before trying the tripe from the hot pot, Robert had always stayed away from the animals’ organ meats. In his impression, those organ meats had a weird taste that was hard to remove no matter what cooking methods were used. But Mag had shattered his prejudice with the hot pot.

Moreover, there were also ox tongue, ox scalp, and ox heart on this plate beside the tripe, some seldom seen ingredients.

Could Mag recreate the hot pot’s amazing technique after changing a form of cooking method? This made Robert rather expectant.

After the tripe entered the mouth, it began to cross swords with his teeth. It wasn’t as tender as the hot pot’s tripe. It was slightly more chewy, but not too difficult to chew. It could be torn apart with a slightly harder bite, so it brought about a very amazing chewy sensation.

The aromatic spicy red oil, the roasted sesame seeds, and crushed peanuts began to blossom at the tip of his tongue as if they were a marching band in red uniforms solemnly introducing the tripe with noisy music.

The aroma of the marinate was so rich as if it had seeped into every inch of the tripe. Then, it simmered, simmered before exploding!

The aroma of the red oil, marinate, and the tripe fought such an enjoyable battle on the tip of the tongue. It was so intense that his taste buds were too busy to handle them. They could only lament with amazement before surrendering completely.

Robert only felt an enjoyable spicy sensation after swallowing the tripe, and beads of sweat already appeared on his forehead. He heaved out a breath of hot air, and then gasped in admiration. “Marvelous! Although this tripe is a cold dish, it gave me a warmth that even a hot dish couldn’t compare with in the middle of this cold winter. Boss Mag has refreshed my cognition in the area of cooking beef offals again. This is on par with the hot pot’s tripe!”

“On par with the hot pot’s tripe!”

“Alright, my money is already prepared.”

“Even though I didn’t get to eat it, I could already vaguely imagine its taste. I wonder if this new product will be released today? I wanna try it…”

The Mamy Restaurant’s regulars were already in an uproar. To those customers who loved the hot pot’s tripe, such a comment already whetted their expectations and appetite.

“Gulp~” Vanessa’s throat moved, but she didn’t realize her actions were a little beneath her station as her gaze was completely attracted by the “husband and wife lung slice”.

She couldn’t deny that “18-year-old maiden’s dress” had amazed her. There probably wasn’t another chef in this world who could make another dish as beautiful as that.

However, to a hot pot fanatic and a tripe’s loyal fan like her, appearances simply couldn’t compare to a helping of delicious tripe, right?

In her eyes now, this reddish “husband and wife lung slice” was the best-looking dish, and her saliva was being secreted continuously. She would have gone over to try it for herself if it hadn’t been inappropriate now.

Michael and Robert had given it very high reviews, and they obviously enjoyed eating it more than “18-year-old maiden’s dress”. The scale of victory had begun to tip over to Mag.

He can create dishes that make people feel blessed. Seems like this young friend has great abilities. Harris was still calm, but he was already looking at Mag with a more serious gaze. He was also looking at “husband and wife lung slice” with more interest. Could the beef and beef offals that are cooked with all kinds of spices and processed with unusual steps really get rid of their stench and gain an exquisite taste? This really makes me very curious.

Harris was still calm, but his disciples no longer were. Worry appeared on many of their faces.

The youngest disciples couldn’t help worriedly asking, “Senior, the judges are beginning to change their decisions. Can Master still hold the fort?”

That senior tried to answer as positively as possible. “Don’t worry, there’s no problem at all. Even if we lose this round, Master still has another chance. Master is the best at soups. His sour beef bone broth has been lavishly praised by many, so there’s definitely no problem at all.”

Chapman, who was standing guard by the big clock, turned around, and said, “Silence.”

Everyone fell silent in unison.

Two judges had given “husband and wife lung slice” lavish praises in succession, and tilted the trend that was originally lending toward “18-year-old maiden’s dress” slowly over to the other side. However, according to the rules, Mag could only win when three or more judges chose his dish. Hence, the reviews of the remaining three judges became very crucial.

“Actually, I was always very afraid of organ meats. Can I choose to skip this dish?” Scheer apologetically said after throwing a glance at the “husband and wife lung slice”. She didn’t pick up her chopsticks, either.

She ultimately couldn’t cross over this hurdle. The organ meats, skin… she simply couldn’t accept all these.

Furthermore, there was even ox scalp and ox tongue among the tripe and ox heart in this dish.

That was ox tongue!

Scheer couldn’t imagine herself eating a cow’s tongue. She knew she couldn’t accept such weird food as soon as she imagined how the cow used its wet and gooey tongue to pick up grass.

As a judge, making such comments was obviously very unprofessional, but she simply had no other choice.

The audience got a little excited. If Scheer passed on this dish, it meant she chose “18-year-old maiden’s dress” directly, and it would benefit Harris.

“If a judge didn’t taste the contestant’s food, then she doesn’t have the right to choose and review it.” Harris stepped forward and smiled at Scheer. “If Miss Scheer decides to skip it, then your vote will be invalid.”