A Stay-at-home Dad’s Restaurant In An Alternate World (WN)
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Chapter 2443: This Rib Is Awesome!

"Miss Nancy's exclamation was so sexy!"

"Miss Nancy exclaimed. Hades is definitely going to win!"

"Miss Nancy has had an aloof expression the whole time. I didn't expect her to lose her composure over these grilled mutton ribs. Looking at her mesmerized expression. Is it really that delicious?"

The bullet chat refreshed crazily. The discussion was especially heated regarding Nancy losing her composure over the grilled mutton ribs.

"Is it real? Is that newcomer so good?" The director had a weird expression as he looked at Nancy, who was immersed in eating the mutton ribs. He changed a few lines in the script that he was holding and went into deep thought.

The other judges began to try out the grilled mutton ribs.

Old Hunter put on the disposable gloves and picked up the rib that was as thick as a child's arm. He pinched the meat with his fingers. The surface was slightly tough but the meat's texture was still tender. Then, he took a bite.

Under the crispy skin, the juice in the tender meat squirted out. The slightly spicy taste had seeped into the meat together with the light fragrance of the fruit wood charcoal. The savory sauce gave the mutton a rich taste. The tendon that clinged onto the bone gave him a layered sensation when he chewed. It was oily but not greasy.

"This rib is awesome!"

Old Hunter's eyes widened a little and he praised it with greasy lips. He didn't make other comments and simply took another bite of the rib again. He chewed carefully with narrowed eyes and a mesmerized expression.

"Is he exaggerating?" David gave Old Hunter a side glance before looking at Nancy, who only tasted the previous dishes once and was now digging into the rib. He also cut out a piece with his knife and fed it into his mouth, despite his aversion to direct grilling over the charcoal's fire.

"Mmm—"

David's eyes widened as soon as the meat entered his mouth.

The rich fat in between the meat exploded in his mouth and the seasoning on the crispy skin was perfect.

With that bite, he saw the agile herd of goats running on the grassland. They were the elves on the grassland. He saw the red charcoal, and the fragrance of fruit wood charcoal blossomed quietly during the burning. He saw the scene where his forebears grilled food over the fire.

Everything was like a dream and it subverted his thinking.

This scrumptiousness was explosive and irresistible. There was no way to resist it.

As one of the top food critics in Underground City, he had tasted almost all the famous chefs' dishes.

He was the judge for the Top Chef Competition for the past two years. Frankly speaking, the majority of the contestants' potential were limited. They had a gap from the real masters. For example, Iman's steamed yellow dragon fish was inferior to Julian's.

For the show's effects, he would usually say some praises.

However, this rib was a thunder in a clear sky. It occupied a region in his heart alone.

Yes. To him, this was undoubtedly an astonishing delicacy. It was a dish that was comparable to the top masters' best dishes.

"I think I might have been wrong previously. I was very wrong." David looked with hot tears in his eyes before taking another bite. "So good—"

The judges were so mesmerized by the grilled mutton ribs that they forgot to comment. This situation had never happened on the Top Chef Competition before.

"I, David, will rather starve than eat a mouthful of grilled mutton ribs! In the next second: Mmm… so good!"

"A scene where everyone is proven wrong!"

"It makes me so hungry. Are there any restaurants in Tucker City that have grilled mutton ribs?"

"Maybe not today, but there definitely will be tomorrow."

The audience in front of the screens were craving it so badly.

In the Twin Towers, Akali was gulping on the sofa as she ordered her secretary at the side, "Didn't Brother Hades grill 12 ribs? They ate 10 of them, so there are two left. Go get them for me."

"Young Mistress, this…" The secretary looked hesitant. "This is the McCarthy Family's show after all, and Miss Nancy is in charge of it. I'm afraid we are not able to ask for that."

"If we can't ask for that, then snatch them. The Mocha Building is not the Twin Towers," Akali said matter-of-factly.

"I'm confident that we can breach the Mocha Building, but… this is a live show that hundreds of millions of people are watching right now. We might cause a bad influence." The secretary reminded her gingerly. Sweat was already beading on her forehead. She couldn't imagine how furious Master would be if that really happened.

Akali flicked a glance at her and seriously pondered for a while before saying, "Forget it. I'll send a message to Nancy directly. She will give me respect."

"That will be for the best," the secretary said fawningly, but she was secretly dissing inwardly. The hell would Miss Nancy give you the respect!

Seeing that everyone was marveling over this grilled mutton rib, Julian also cut a piece of meat off.

The razor-sharp dining knife sliced open the meat and the fat and juice squirted out from the cut surface. The gleaming meat aroused his appetite. The crispy exterior and tender interior was, without any doubts, the grilled meat's best state.

Hades had used the most primitive charcoal grill without any precise temperature control. It was difficult for him to control the temperature and yet he grasped the perfect temperature. That was really hard.

Putting the mutton into his mouth, the crispy exterior engulfed the tender meat while the fragrance of the charcoal was wrapped inside. Its taste was so unique and distinct that the other grilling methods had never achieved such a level.

Judging from the mutton's state, Hades' control of the temperature was perfect. It could easily be overdone or under cooked but yet, it was perfect.

The precise kitchenware had provided many conveniences for the chefs and greatly lowered the threshold to become a chef. For example, the temperature that was the hardest to control could be done with a timer. And, even the seasonings came with their own measuring equipment.

Back then when he was learning how to cook, his master had given him an old set of kitchenware that had all the automated parts removed. This was so that he could learn how to cook himself and not depend on the fully-automated kitchenware completely.

A few hundred years had passed and he had become the Tucker Restaurant's head chef. Other than the VIPs that came occasionally, he was rarely busy in the back kitchen.

The chefs now could make his signature dishes steadily with the precision kitchenware. There was a slight difference, but the normal customers were not able to taste it.

Iman was, without a doubt, the best among his disciples. He was the disciple whom he was most proud of.

However, the rib in front of him sent him back down memory lane.

Those days when he was scolded by his strict Master. Those days when he was sweating like mad in the simple back kitchen. Those days when he was ecstatic over the minute improvements in his culinary skills.

He seemed to have forgotten about those things while he was persevering on.

After swallowing the mutton, a warm flow went down his throat and lit up his heart.

It had been years since his culinary skills had improved, right?

Did his comfortable mentality finally destroy him? That was really bad.

Julian put down the fork and knife and put on the gloves. He picked up the whole rib and munched on it.

Taking big bites of the meat with his hands was the right way to eat the ribs.