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

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

Mag and Harris carried their cut potatoes over to the judges" table.

Everyone looked at Mag"s lifelike potato golden dragon, then looked at Harris" pieces of potatoes on the plate, and immediately came to a conclusion in their heart. There seemed to be no suspense for this first round?

“Why does this golden dragon look a little familiar?” Yabemiya murmured softly.

Elizabeth, who was standing next to her, whispered, “It"s based on you.”

“Huh???” Yabemiya was stunned, and then immediately blushed.

“You first, my young friend.” Harris stood in front of the judges" table, and waved his hand gentlemanly.

Mag swept his gaze across the messily placed pieces of potato on Harris" plate. All the shapes and sizes differed as if a child had chopped them up haphazardly. He couldn"t help c.o.c.king his eyebrow. Was he planning to let him win the first round?

This was a duel where their honor and being masters were at stake. No matter what the other party was doing, he wasn"t going to let down his guard. He placed the tray carefully at the center of the judges" table, and took a step backward.

Harris also went forward to place his big plate next to Mag"s.

“Boss Mag"s golden dragon is so realistically carved. We can see how good his cutting skills are as he is able to carve out such an intricate golden dragon from a potato in such a short time.” Michael, who was sitting right in the center, heaped praises on Mag"s golden dragon.

“The dragon scales" and feelers" details are even carved out, and their proportions are exact. I"m afraid some sculptors couldn"t even match Boss Mag"s carving techniques for this potato.” Robert couldn"t help praising after he deliberately went forward to take a closer look.

Jeffree stared at that golden dragon for a while, and then looked at Mag with a surprised gaze. He had met many geniuses in his life. They often could do things that ordinary people couldn"t achieve in certain fields.

However, a human"s energy and talents were ultimately limited. Not many people could excel in many things at the same time. In fact, most couldn"t even balance their work and life.

However, Mag had demonstrated talents beyond ordinary people in cooking, carving, fas.h.i.+on design, and certain other areas whereby he couldn"t even understand. That really surprised him.

Is there anything that he cannot excel at? Scheer was also looking at Mag with interest.

As a woman who had grown up surrounded by genius halo and praises, she was gradually getting interested in Mag after she met him.

Novan looked at Mag"s golden dragon, and then Harris" plate of potato. He pondered thoughtfully with a silent smile.

There was a smile on Mag"s lips. He didn"t have to say anything. His cutting skills and techniques were already all showcased by this giant dragon. Those who knew would naturally understand. Those who couldn"t wouldn"t understand even if he tried to explain.

“Harris, what kind of game are you playing this time?” Michael asked Harris instead of rus.h.i.+ng to make a judgement.

Everyone present was also looking at Harris curiously. Given his fame and abilities, he shouldn"t be surrendering so easily like this?

“Has my young friend finished his demonstration?” Harris asked Mag with a smile.

“Yes, I have.” Mag nodded. He had only carved this golden dragon, and there was nothing else for him to show. However, listening to Harris" words, could he have other things to demonstrate apart from these pieces of potatoes? This piqued Mag"s curiosity.

“Alright. Then, it is my turn to perform now.” Harris smilingly pointed at the potatoes on the plate. “See, they are just a stack of potatoes now.”

Then, he waved his hand at the plate of potatoes, and the messily placed potato chunks on the plate suddenly moved, and began to stack on top of one another like building blocks. They transformed into a golden dragon in the blink of an eye.

Harris smiled. “See, it"s a giant dragon now.”

“Woah…”

The crowd erupted into a commotion. Everyone was staring at that giant dragon which was almost identical to Mag"s with glowing eyes. They couldn"t believe their eyes.

“Building blocks?” Mag also showed an astonished look. It wasn"t simply because Harris was also a spatial magic caster, it was also because he could actually use scattered potato chunks to construct a golden dragon perfectly.

Although there was quite a difference in details from the giant dragon that Mag carved, Harris" understanding of its structure and the potato chunks had already far exceeded everyone"s imagination.

Mag was very sure that there weren"t any changes to the shapes of the potato chunks during the reconstruction, and it was just the most basic stacking. This was an amazing method.

“Of course, it could also become a pig.” Harris tapped the giant dragon"s head gently. The giant dragon immediately collapsed, and then swiftly reformed into a rather fat sow.

“Woah! That"s so awesome!!!”

Cheers and applause instantly erupted from the crowd.

“Is… this magic? How did he make the giant dragon into a pig?” Yabemiya blinked in disbelief.

“It"s spatial magic. However, he"d only used magic to stack the potato chunks that he cut up together. He has an amazing understanding of the potato chunks that he had cut up. Every single chunk"s thickness and size should have been carefully calculated, and that"s why they could be used to form any existence at his will.” Elizabeth was equally amazed.

“Babla, aren"t you a spatial magic caster? Can you do that?” Jane asked Babla softly.

“Of… course, I can do that…” Babla cleared her throat with an unnatural expression.

Then, Harris transformed the potato chunks into another three to four forms. He waved his hand suavely, and the countless potato chunks fell onto the plate again. They were still that plate of messy potato chunks.

However, this plate of potato chunks was no longer the same in everyone"s eyes. It represented endless changes and infinite possibilities.

“Thank you! Thank you!” Harris clasped his fists together at the crowd before saying to the judges, “The performance is over. Could the judges please make their decision now?”

Mag also looked toward the judges. Even he was amazed by Harris" performance, so the outcome became a little unpredictable.

“Harris, your diced building blocks have become more and more variable. Seems like your cutting skills have improved again in the past few years. I am giving you my vote this time.” Novan smiled.

Harris chuckled. “I have increased the blocks from 180 pieces to 360 pieces in the past five years. It can basically transform into any shape and form. Of course it is different.”

“Grandpa has said before that Master Harris" building blocks delicacy has countless changes, and is very interesting to eat. We can never find another person who can do this in this world again. Seeing it today, it really deserves its reputation. I"m also giving you my vote,” Scheer said with admiration as well.

“I"m going to look for that old man Ian tonight just because you said that.” Harris chuckled.

Michael smilingly pointed at Mag. “Harris" building blocks are still so interesting, but I still think that Boss Mag"s giant dragon was more intricately carved. His cutting skills are extraordinary as he could achieve such intricate execution with such a wide cleaver. I"m voting for Boss Mag.”

“No chef in this world is as good as Master Harris when it comes to the control and understanding of ingredients. However, since we"re only judging on cutting skills, the superb craftsmans.h.i.+p and precision that Boss Mag demonstrated have moved me deeply. Hence, I"m voting for Boss Mag.” Robert, too, pointed at Mag.

“2:2—it"s a tie!”

Everyone"s gaze landed on Jeffree. His vote would decide the outcome of the first round.