Chapter 645 - Perhaps I Should Go Out More
The red magic flames had already been adjusted to low heat, and the black pot was placed back at the same spot. Its curved lid had been removed, and a rich aroma wafted forth, making all of the guests’ eyes light up with amazement.
“It smells so good!” Amy inhaled deeply, and her eyes were glittering with praise as she stared at Beate’s black pot.
“Head Chef Beate is almost done, yet Boss Mag has only just begun. This is really bad!” Vivian was quite concerned.
“It’s alright, Father is super awesome, so we don’t have to worry at all.” Amy’s expression was filled with confidence, and held not even the slightest hint of concern.
“I feel like just this aroma of beef and bamboo wine is intoxicating me!”
“Indeed, this aroma is really unique. I think the dish will be extremely delicious!”
“As expected of Head Chef Beate. This may well become one of Ducas Restaurant’s signature dishes!”
All of the guests were full of praise for Beate’s dish, having already been completely won over by this amazing aroma.
The aroma of the wine is indeed qutie good, but the rank odor inherent in the beef has not been taken care of. That’s why beef should be stewed in hot water. However, using bamboo wine to stew beef and creating such a delicious aroma is a testament to Beate’s creativity and cooking skills. Looks like I can’t just write off the top chefs in this world. Mag looked on with a grim expression at Beate, who was adding all types of secondary ingredients into the pot.
In the past, he had severely criticized the standard of food in this world, but it appeared that his criticism had been overly harsh.
In this world, there were still some chefs with brilliant skills and an innovative mindset.
They were the true pillar of the gastronomic industry in this world.
Chaos City wasn’t renowned all over the Norland Continent for its food. Instead, Rodu was known as the city of delicious cuisine, and other races also had their own unique cuisine.
Perhaps I should go out more when I get the chance. I should taste the cuisine all over the world and perhaps learn some cooking techniques and methods that are unique to this world, Mag thought to himself. The magic pot that Beate was using had struck him with a lot of inspiration. Even with the kitchenware provided by the system, it was very difficult for him to stew beef in such a short time. That black pot was truly a piece of cutting-edge technology.
Furthermore, the ingredients of this world were naturally different from those on Earth.
Normal ingredients wouldn’t be a problem, but if the tough flesh of some high-tier magic beasts were cooked in a normal pot, it most likely wouldn’t become tender even after three consecutive days of cooking, let alone be made into a delicious dish.
Right at this moment, the system’s voice sounded. “Magic pressure cooker, 1,000 gold coins each. Buy now to receive a magic stove and three magic recharges for free!”
Mag raised an eyebrow and heaved a resigned sigh. “System, you really aren’t willing to pass up any opportunity to make money.”
“The system is dedicated to providing the best ingredients and kitchenware. Rest assured, as long as enough money is given, there’s nothing that the system can’t make. Furthermore, anything produced by the system is guaranteed to be superior to all other competing products on the market!” The system sent through a smiling emoji.
“You sure are humble.” Mag pursed his lips as he poured some oil into the frying pan. At the same time, he placed some chopped capsicum and brocolli into a boiling pot of water.
The frying pan was very large, and could easily be used to cook six steaks at once.
The design of the magic stove was slightly similar to that of a gas stove. After turning the stove on, the flame could be adjusted. The energy source consisted of three Scorching Fire Crystals.
These crystals were found beneath molten lava, and contained an extremely high amount of fire element. After being refined in a magic spell formation, it would become a controllable source of energy to be used in magic stoves.
This was the first time that Mag was using a magic stove. Aside from the fact that it took some time for him to get used to the heat settings on the stove, everything else went without a hitch.
As Beate added more ingredients and condiments into the pot, the aroma of beef became richer and more alluring. He was using a long-handled ladle to stir the contents of the black pot, and as the steam rose up into the air, everyone’s attention was drawn to his cooking bench. Many people were already gulping down their drool.
A pleased smile appeared on Spatch’s face as he nodded to himself. He took a glance at Mag, and his smile became even more vibrant.
Securing a storefront with such ease was naturally something worthy of joy. Furthermore, the reputation and influence of Ducas Restaurant would also be enhanced following a victory here; it was killing several birds with one stone!
As for the instruction that the president had given him, he would also be able to complete it to perfection.
In Chaos City, Ducas Restaurant stood at the pinnacle of the gastronomic industry.
No one had been able to overtake them in several decades, and no one would be able to outstrip them in the future, either.
Mr. Mag, will you be able to turn the tables? Scheer took a glance at Spatch, and some things were already apparent to her.
However, if Mag couldn’t even win a cooking contest like this, then there was no way that he would be able to break Ducas Restaurant’s reign of supremacy in Chaos City. As such, there would be no point in cooperating with him.
Business was business, after all, and she never made unprofitable investments.
Just as everyone was eagerly awaiting the completion of Beate’s dish, Mag had only just begun to prepare his secondary ingredients before placing all six pieces of steak into the frying pan.
“Sizzle-“
The beef that had been marinated with wine was placed into the scorching hot frying pan, emitting a delightful sizzling sound.
The rich aroma of wine immediately spilled forth. It was like a sharp sword in conjunction with the aroma of the beef, piercing straight through the aroma of the stewed beef.
“This aroma is so unique!”
The guests closest to Mag were the first to react, and their eyes lit up as they looked at the steaks on Mag’s frying pan with incredulity in their eyes.
“The large chunks of steak don’t look very appetizing, but this aroma is so alluring!”
“As expected, the red wine from the Buffett Family’s winery is very exquisite. The wine that Young Mistress Scheer drinks is the best of the best; using it to cook beef would surely create a delectable flavor.”
The guests began to discuss quietly among themselves, developing a certain degree of interest in Mag’s beef dish.
Mag placed another, smaller, frying pan onto another stovetop before tossing in a block of butter along with some other condiments. He poured in a small portion of the black pepper powder in the bottle, and then poured in a large bowl of water as he began to cook the black pepper broth.
“Head Chef Beate is already done!” someone exclaimed.
Everyone turned toward Beate upon hearing this, just in time to see Beate ladling beef into a series of small bowls with decorative edges. The tender beef and golden potatoes were all embroiled in rich golden broth, creating an extremely appetizing combination.
“I’m finished.” Beate put down his ladle and turned in Mag’s direction.
Two waiters hurried forward, and carefully carried a bowl of stewed beef to each of the five judges.
This one’s medium; it should be perfect for Mistress Bartoli, Beate thought to himself as they placed the first steak on a plate.