Henyee Translations

  Henyee Translations

  “I want to have another bowl too!” Randy put down his bowl and raised his hand too. He added, “Can I have extra pieces of meat, please?”


  Candice put down her spoon and wiped her mouth elegantly with her silk handkerchief. Her throat moved a little while she gazed at Mag, but she forced herself to remain quiet. She secretly panicked in her heart.

  Robert and Avis put down their bowls. Even though they said nothing, both of them turned their gazes on Mag.

  Smiling, Mag said, “I beg your pardon. That’s all I have prepared for the judges. The rest is reserved for the customers. If you would like to have some more, you are welcomed to join the line and come into the restaurant to have it.”


  “Boss Mag, why are you so stingy? There is still so much in that urn. You can afford to give us another small bowl,” Febid said to Mag aggrievedly to show disdain to Mag’s stingy behavior.

  “Because of the high cost, thus……” Mag shrugged. His expression was enough to explain everything as he continued, “I guess that bowl of ‘Buddha jumps over the wall’ is enough for the judges to make your decisions for this duel.”


  “Never mind, I don’t have much hope for you anyway. I would like to pre-order a bowl of ‘Buddha jumps over the wall’.” Febid sighed. Disregarding the judges in a culinary duel was something that only Mag would do, but whenever he heard about Boss Mag engaging in the duel, he couldn’t help but come to taste it. This feeling was simply too frustrating.

  Randy wasn’t annoyed; he began to look at Mag with some interest instead. He raised his hand. “I would like to pre-order one bowl too, and I will definitely go in to eat.”


  Robert raised his hand to request for silence before loudly saying, “Alright, since we have tried Boss Sith’s and Boss Mag’s soup, we will vote to decide the winner of the duel now.”


  “Who is going to win? I am so nervous!”


  “Why do you need to be nervous? Isn’t it obvious that ‘Buddha jumps over the wall’ is going to win?”


  “Not really. Didn’t that boss insult the Queen of the Culinary earlier? Maybe she is going to vote for Boss Sith.”


  Even though the surroundings had quieted down, there was still some mumbling going on.

  Mamy Restaurant’s staff were also a little expectant and nervous. The final result was going to be announced soon.

  Sith hadn’t touched the ‘Buddha jumps over the wall’ in his hand yet. Although his expression was calm, the trembling hand that was holding the bowl had betrayed his inner turmoil.

  The bald guy and the Sith Restaurant’s staff looked very nervous now as they glanced at Sith and the judges. They were going to be a joke if they lost.

  “I am astonished by Mr. Mag’s ‘Buddha jumps over the wall’. It’s hard to imagine that meat could be cooked to such perfection in a pot of soup. It has totally subverted my understanding of culinary cooking. Hence, I am giving my vote to Mr. Mag.” Randy pointed at Mag.

  “Boss Sith’s freshwater seafood soup has always been making little improvements. This is not easy for chefs. His performance today can also be considered as perfect. His soup is fresh and tasty. It’s indeed a very good soup.” Febid praised Sith, and then pointed at Mag. “Therefore, I choose Mr. Mag.”


  “Two votes!”


  The audience began to get nervous. According to the rules, whoever got three votes first was going to be the winner.

  Candice cleared her throat, and everyone’s gaze fell on her.

  She had a small argument with Mag before the duel began. The audience were so curious if that was going to be the turning point of the duel.

  The bald guy put his hands together and prayed. His dream of becoming the manager of the new branch would be over if they lost the duel.

  Mag looked at Candice too. This old lady with a strong presence had the pride of a chef. She could go against her heart and choose Sith, but if she did that, he would be very disappointed.

  “I have always admired Sith’s humbleness and hardworking attitude. His great-grandfather was the one who brought me into profession. The freshwater seafood soup he made then was already very highly acclaimed. I have deliberately gone to try the freshwater seafood soup made by Sith when I came back to Chaos City. Initially, I was worried that it would lose its original taste after three generations.

  “But I was surprised when that didn’t happen. The freshwater seafood soup made by Sith still retained the essence of his grandfather’s soup, but the taste and texture were improved significantly. He made the freshwater seafood soup well-known in the culinary world,” Candice said to Sith with an approving smile.

  Sith was slightly taken back. Even though he knew his family had a little connection with Candice, he didn’t know that it was his great-grandfather who brought her into the profession. He was touched hearing her comment. He felt his lifelong work had been acknowledged. He bowed, and said, “Thank you.”


  Candice retrieved her gaze, and then looked at Mag with more judgement in her eyes. She said in a colder tone of voice, “I have never liked those people who are disrespectful to their elders, but I cannot deny that the ‘Buddha jumps over the wall’ made by Mr. Mag has surpassed all the soups I have ever tasted before, and will most likely surpass the soups that I will taste in the future. I have to give the vote to him to be true to a chef’s beliefs.”


  “Thank you.” Mag nodded. He was feeling rather surprised. He didn’t expect she would vote for him after singing Sith Restaurant’s praises. He was impressed with the way she handled this.

  “3:0. The winner is confirmed!”


  The regulars of Mamy Restaurant had begun to cheer ecstatically!

  But the Sith Restaurant’s fans didn’t look too good. The restaurant that they supported had lost; they naturally didn’t feel too good about it.

  “W-what do we do now……” The bald guy had lost his cool totally. He instigated Sith to come here for a duel. He’d thought they were going to win, and now they had suffered a humiliating defeat.

  “Mr. Mag’s innovation spirit and capabilities have exceeded those of all the chefs I have met. He has amazing capabilities just like a magic caster. Just like I couldn’t understand how cooking dozens of ingredients together in a big pot could yield such a scrumptious pot of soup,” Avis said to Mag with a smile. “Although my vote isn’t going to affect the result, I am still going to give my vote to Mr. Mag. The chefs in Rodu should thank Mr. Mag for not staying in the palace. Otherwise, there would be no doubt who would get all the future court banquet’s best dish awards.”


  “Boss Sith and Mr. Mag are both great chefs of Chaos City. Because of chefs like you who persevere and innovate, the foodies of Chaos City can enjoy increasingly more delicious food.” Robert pointed at Mag. “But today, Mr. Mag’s ‘Buddha jumps over the wall’ is indeed better. I am giving my vote to Mr. Mag.”