Chapter 642 - Are You Serious About Beef?

Mag turned around, discovering a middle-aged man in a chef’s suit.

He was of medium build, with his short black hair combed in an impeccable manner. He appeared to be around 40 years of age, and had quite a benevolent appearance. Even while issuing the challenge, he was still looking at Mag with a polite smile on his face.

“That’s Head Chef Beate of Ducas Restaurant, right?”

“The head chef of Ducas Restaurant is challenging Mag to a cooking contest? Surely he’s going to get turned down.”

“I feel like this is the perfect time for the head chef to take the stage! That guy deserves to be taught a lesson for laying his hands on Young Mistress Gloria!”

Many people began to discuss quietly among themselves upon seeing this, while many men were taking pleasure in seeing the difficult situation Mag had found himself in.

He’s a chef as well? Camilla turned to Mag with a hint of surprise on her face. The black cat in her arms stuck out its head and glanced in the direction of Amy and Ugly Duckling, upon which it immediately ducked its head again.

Gloria was looking at Mag with a concerned expression on her face. She had always been of the opinion that Mag’s cooking skills were unmatched, but Head Chef Beate was the most renowned chef in the entire Chaos City. He was the man who ensured that Ducas Restaurant constantly occupied the number one spot on the Aden Square food competition rankings board.

Scheer swirled the red wine in her glass and appraised Mag with a smile. She then cast a furtive glance toward Gloria as she speculated what the relationship between the two was. She was also quite curious to see how Mag was going to respond to Beate’s challenge.

“Father, are you going to be win another big house?” Amy’s eyes lit up with anticipation as she looked at Mag.

“Are you that confident that Boss Mag is going to win? He’s facing the head chef of Ducas Restaurant; there’s no way the owner of Ricky’s Rotisserie can compare to him,” Vivian said with a smile.

“Then who do you think will win, Big Sister Vivian?” Amy asked.

Vivian thought about this carefully before replying, “Boss Mag.”

“You two…” Luna shook her head with an amused expression. At the same time, she was also looking at Mag with a hint of concern in her eyes.

It seemed as if no one thought that Mag would refuse the challenge.

“You’re the head chef responsible for tonight’s banquet?” Mag asked.

“Indeed, I am Head Chef Beate of Ducas Restaurant, and I am responsible for tonight’s banquet.” Beate nodded in confirmation.

“My apologies, but I’m here today as a guest, so I have to refuse your challenge.” Mag spread his hands open with a smile.

He was not interested in a cooking contest without any worthwhile stakes.

Furthermore, it was rather strange that the head chef of Ducas Restaurant would challenge him out of the blue. It was very likely that he had been prompted by someone else to challenge him, and Mag didn’t want to play into the hands of the instigator.

He had just purchased a high-quality suit from the system, and it would be a shame if he were to get any stains on it.

Right at this moment, the system’s voice suddenly sounded. “Ding! New mission: accept this challenge and defeat the opponent! After the mission is completed, you will receive an opportunity to spin the God of Cookery upgrade wheel. If you fail the mission, you will lose 10,000 gold coins as a punishment.”

“Holy f*ck! Can’t you release your missions in a more timely manner? I just turned the guy down and you’re releasing this type of mission? Are you trying to make me swallow my words?” Mag raised his eyebrows, clearly not expecting the system to pull such a sneaky trick on him.

“The system has complete autonomy over the release of the missions. You cannot state any requirements with regard to these missions,” the system replied calmly.

“Fine, you win.” Mag rolled his eyes.

“He turned him down?”

“Why are you so surprised? Is there a better chef than Head Chef Beate in Chaos City?”

“Don’t underestimate Boss Mag. His food is extremely delicious.”

The guests were all discussing among themselves. They had thought that they would be treated to a good show, but it appeared that Mag didn’t want to accept Beate’s challenge.

“Looks like the banquet tonight is going to be very interesting,” Michael mused with a smile.

“Head Chef Beate has taken notice of that bold announcement that Mr. Mag made a while back. It looks like he couldn’t help himself and decided to issue a challenge,” the owner of Ducas Restaurant, Spatch, said with a smile. As a vice-president of the Chamber of Commerce, he had a spot in the VIP area.

“Competition is a good thing for both the Chamber of Commerce and the Aden Square,” Jeffree remarked with an indifferent expression.

Beate looked at Mag with a hint of surprise on his face. He turned to glance at the VIP area, and Spatch nodded at him from afar. After receiving that signal, the smile on his face faded as he put on a serious expression, and continued, “I heard that you said you were going to revolutionize the concept of delicious cuisine in this world. I want to know if your so-called redefinition is correct.”

“I’m going to use my food to redefine the concept of delicious cuisine in this world. That is what I believe to be correct.” Mag looked back at Beate with a calm expression. It appeared that he had indeed been spurred on by someone else to challenge him.

However, seeing as the mission had been released and this head chef wasn’t planning to back down without a fight, Mag was doing away with pleasantries as well.

“What if someone expresses doubt toward your methods?” A hint of anger appeared in Beate’s eyes. There had never been a chef who had dared to utter such arrogant words to him.

“I’m confident that I would be able to silence them with my cooking,” Mag replied with a smile.

“You’re not going to silence me with just your words.” Beate shook his head.

Mag undid his shirt’s topmost button. Smiling, he asked, “Ricky offered his rotisserie as the stakes for our showdown; what have you prepared for me today, Head Chef Beate?”

“I…” Beate’s expression stiffened upon hearing that. He was the head chef of Ducas Restaurant, but the restaurant didn’t belong to him, nor did he have a restaurant under his own name that he could offer.

“Boss Mag, if you’d like to add some stakes to the contest, then I can offer the storefront next to Ricky’s Rotisserie as a prize if you win.” Spatch rose to his feet with a smile, and introduced himself. “Nice to meet you, I’m Spatch, the owner of Ducas Restaurant.”

“Alright, then I’ll bet Ricky’s Rotisserie as my part of the stakes.” Mag nodded at Spatch before turning back to Beate as he said, “What would you like our cooking contest to comprise of?”

“I heard that Mr. Mag is extremely proficient in cooking roast beef. I recently invented a new dish, and the main ingredient in that dish is also beef. I propose we compete with beef as the main ingredient for our dishes. You may use all of the kitchenware that I’ve brought with me, which includes a roasting rack,” Beate proposed.

“Are you serious about beef?” Mag raised an eyebrow. This head chef sure was confident. He clearly knew that Ricky had been defeated by none other than his roast beef kebabs, yet he was still proposing a challenge with beef as the main ingredient. However, unbeknownst to him, roast beef kebabs wasn’t the only beef dish that Mag could cook now.

“Do you have any objections, Mr. Mag?” Beate asked.

“Of course not.” Mag shook his head with a smile, and said, “However, seeing as we have so many guests present, I propose we let them be the judges of our cooking contest.”