The beggar’s chicken was supple with glistening golden-brown skin, and it looked very enticing.

The aroma that was released at the instant when the mud casing was shattered astonished all the onlookers.

If the orc brothers’ roast chicken had surprised the people, this roast chicken with its amazing entrance had totally subverted everyone’s expectations of the aroma of roast chicken in their heart.

“It smells fantastic. Although it’s different from the roast duck’s aroma, it’s equally astonishing!” Miya said as she swallowed her saliva.

“Chick, chick…” Gina licked her lips. She still couldn’t forget that delicious roast chicken after savoring it last night.

Furthermore, in her heart, this wasn’t simply a roast chicken. It was the holy object that could save Lantisde from their curse.

The very moment the staff of Mamy Restaurant smelled the aroma, they became very confident. They indeed didn’t have to worry about Boss’s product.

“Just judging by this aroma alone, I know Fabian and his brother are going to lose. But, it’s not shameful to lose to Boss Mag. After all, nobody can defeat him.” Habeng finished his drumstick in two mouthfuls and gazed at the beggar’s chicken in front of Mag expectantly.

Haga didn’t say a word, and simply smiled in acknowledgement.

Mag took out his Chinese cleaver, and separated half of the chicken with a few strokes before putting the portions on five plates. Then, he placed them in front of the five judges.

“Let me taste it first.” The werewolf grabbed the chicken with his hand, and popped it into his mouth. His ruthless face actually became blissful immediately.

It was as if he had seen a chubby chick jump into his mouth voluntarily, and gobbled it in one mouthful.

Oh!

That tender and fresh texture was simply too wonderful!

However, this one mouthful was too little. It slid down his throat naughtily just after a few bites. It became a warm current that made his entire body feel so comfortable.

He quickly popped the other piece of chicken left on the plate into his mouth and chewed carefully. The tender chicken meat, crispy chicken skin, and the bones which were baked till crispy. All was chewed with care until nothing was left.

“Let me have a taste too.” Habeng put a drumstick into his mouth. The chicken meat glided away from the bone and into his mouth. It was such a delicate taste that he couldn’t bear to bite too hard. He chewed gently and felt the scrumptious chicken meat dance in between his tongue and teeth before he swallowed.

Comparatively, the Fabian brothers’ roast chicken was coarse and rustic. Only Boss Mag’s roast chicken could be called a delicacy!

“Boss Mag, you will make me reluctant to return to my tribe if you keep doing this,” Habeng said to Mag sadly.

“It’s delicious, Boss Mag!” Haga’s expression also lit up after eating a piece of chicken. He gave Mag a thumbs-up.

“Is it really so nice?” The elf who was already very tempted lifted up his chopsticks and picked up a piece of meat.

Mag’s delicate method of processing the chicken meat was different from the orc brothers’ rough one. Even he, who was fussy with cleanliness, had no complaints. Even the servants at his house couldn’t reach this level of care.

Apart from the chicken’s rich aroma, he was also surprised at the hint of light lotus leaf’s fragrance within the aroma.

The rich meat aroma could get a little greasy after a while, but the hint of light lotus leaf fragrance dispersed that greasy feel, and made the aroma more refreshing.

He opened his mouth and took a bite. The crispy chicken skin fell apart easily, and the tender soft meat melted away in his mouth. The scrumptious taste blossomed on his tongue, and his taste buds went into a revelry.

The freshly slaughtered chicken meat had a unique freshness, and the supple meat was bouncy. It was smooth and chewy when he bit down, and it was not dry at all.

The chicken meat didn’t seem to rest on the tongue long enough before it glided down the throat, and became a warm current that seeped into his organs and relaxed his entire being.

Tender and not dry, coupled with an unique taste. This unexpected delicate taste swept him into a scrumptious vortex.

He saw a pond full of lotus leaves and a chicken dancing on them. What a relaxing and interesting image.

A smile appeared on the elf’s lips. It was a blissful smile.

A delicacy that made him feel blissful was something he hadn’t tasted for a very long time.

It should be over 100 years ago that he had one last time. In the Wind Forest, their small team of guards had repelled the orcs’ attack, and their leader, together with them, roasted a wild chicken.

The charred wild chicken was shared amongst the comrades. Strangely, it gave them the feeling that they were eating a delicacy.

When he opened his eyes again, there were tears glistening in the elf’s eyes.

Meanwhile, the woman next to him was also enjoying her roast chicken now.

At this moment, she finally realized that she didn’t actually hate soft and mushy food. She simply hated soft and mushy foods that were not delicious.

If the food was as delicious as this roast chicken, she would still eat it happily even when it was soft and mushy.

“Gulp.”

The onlookers were all swallowing their saliva after watching the judges eat. They wished to rush across and take over their positions.

Those people who had the chance to volunteer as judges and missed it were all regretting now

As for the fat orc who boasted about streaking, he had already disappeared from sight.

The judges didn’t have to say anything, as the victor of this duel was already very obvious.

As for those people who came to watch Mamy Restaurant’s downfall, their opinions about Mamy Restaurant were totally subverted after watching this exciting duel. Since Mag could make such a delicious roast chicken, Mamy Restaurant getting all the top spots on the rankings might really be truly deserving!

“Did we lose?” Eugene was a little disappointed.

“We do have plenty of areas that we could improve on.” Fabian patted Eugene on his shoulders, but he didn’t seem to be too disappointed. Instead, there was a light in his eyes.

“It’s too delish! I am so touched that I am going to cry. How could there be such scrumptious chicken meat in this world…” The werewolf closed his eyes to recall the taste. He opened his teary eyes, and said to Mag, “Boss, can I have one more, please?”

“I’m sorry. We will only start selling beggar’s chickens officially this evening.” Mag shook his head.

“Then… half will do too.” The werewolf was not giving up as he fixed his eyes on that other half of beggar’s chicken that was left in front of Mag.

The werewolf’s howling attracted everyone’s attention to that half piece of beggar’s chicken in front of Mag. They wondered if Mag was selling it, and some of them were already prepared to bid on it.

“I’m sorry. This is the staff’s afternoon tea snack.” Mag continued to shake his head. Then, he took the knife, cut up that other half, and put the portions onto a few plates. He indicated to Miya and the gang to come and get their afternoon tea.

“It must be very blissful to be a staff member at this restaurant!” Everyone watched the ladies, who walked away with their plates of beggar’s chicken, enviously.

“Then… are you still recruiting?” the werewolf asked as he gritted his teeth.

Mag stared at that werewolf for a while before shaking his head. “Uncle, you don’t seem to be very compatible.”