King of Chefs

More dishes came up one after another, each one was delicious, and I felt that I would be in a panic if I ate less than one piece of each dish!Even Yanlang's well-received Buddha Jumping Over the Wall was submerged in the ocean of delicacies.

Because every dish is so delicious, Buddha Jumping Wall is no longer so special.

It's really a feast that people love to hate.

The woman rubbed her slightly puffed up belly and stared at the last lotus cake, she couldn't eat it anymore, but this lotus cake is so beautiful, and it's so small, it shouldn't be a problem to eat one.

So they stretched out their hands.

Then, they wished they could chop off their claws.

This is bad luck!Wouldn't it be over if you endured it?Why are you extending your hand?Look, you can't help it after one bite, right?And the chef, but a small snack, what about you?Cook so delicious?Also too much.

While crying, the women took another lotus cake and put it into their mouths, letting the strong fragrance explode in their mouths.

Well~~~Life is so fulfilling.

The men realized after hiccupping that this was really the most failed party of their lives.

Because the food is so delicious, they patronize to eat.

Because the food was so good, they even forgot to drink the wine.

Because the food was so delicious, they even forgot to entertain.

It is not easy to get the invitation letter, precisely because we know that the guests attending this banquet are unusual, so before coming, we all prepare to meet some useful friends or talents at the banquet.Who would have thought that a banquet is not just a buffet, it’s just that everyone eats around the table, the key taste is simply too delicious, one bite after another, and I don’t realize my embarrassment until I’m full, I’m so annoyed.

But when I turned my head and looked around, it seemed that everyone was like this. They looked at each other with embarrassment, but in the next second, they raised their wine glasses and smiled to resolve the embarrassment. They said that today's food tastes good, and they easily shortened the distance between them. .

After the lotus flower cake was finished, Yan Lang's work for the day was over. He was wearing the chef's clothes and a [-]cm chef's hat, and he led his chef team out of the back kitchen.

The sound in the banquet hall suddenly disappeared, everyone looked over, looked at the hat and clothes Yan Lang was wearing, and an unbelievable guess was formed in their minds.Especially some old people in the gourmet industry sat up straight in surprise. Did this closed disciple get the true biography of "God of Cooking" so quickly?The craftsmanship is beyond blue!No, I heard before this that the film king can cook, and he is an apprentice with art. What does Mr. Jiang think?Since he would accept a student with similar skills as his own, it definitely does not conform to the gardener theory?Could it be that Mr. Jiang is foolishly using his apprentice as a tool to earn his fame?

However, after all, it was only a few people who thought this way, and most of them were stunned. They never thought that the delicious food they ate was made by a movie star who had become famous in the entertainment industry.

Damn!Shouldn't crossing borders be so cruel this year!From the top of the showbiz circle to the top of the gourmet circle, he didn't even take a breather. Other people's natural moats were like a small hole in front of him. It was a bit sensational, right?

Apprentice banquet begins.

The venue fell silent, and everyone looked at the main table curiously.

Yan Lang came to the side of the main table and called Grandpa to Mr. Jiang.

A person came up from behind, holding a cup of tea in his hand, that person was obviously Shi Yang.

Shi Yang handed the tea tray in front of the two, Yan Lang offered a cup of tea, knelt down and kowtowed to call Master.Mr. Jiang drank the tea in his hand, helped Yan Lang up, and the apprenticeship was over.

Mr. Jiang's old friends, old partners and his apprentices looked perplexed. Is this the end?

Mr. Jiang is a strict teacher who teaches cooking first and how to be a man. He has very strict requirements on the conduct of his apprentices. He has taught the six apprentices he accepted at this time. He bluntly said that if he violates the requirements he said today, he will Those who are unceremonious will be kicked out of the door, and those who are in a bad situation will even be kicked out of the food industry.

However, Jiang Lao didn't say anything when he accepted the closed disciples, which is too intriguing.

Those who are touched feel that old man Jiang has finally accepted a caring apprentice in his old age, so he is naturally favored, and there is no need to pay attention to those superficial things.

Conspiracy theorists feel that what may be revealed in the abnormal apprentice banquet of the God of Cooking, such as the culinary industry has since linked up with the film and television industry, and what they want to do with Yan Lang as a bridge, naturally the requirements for Yan Lang will not be too high.

And the people around Mr. Jiang were even more confused. Some people also had messy thoughts in their hearts. No matter how they thought about it, Mr. Jiang's behavior was intriguing.

The second apprentice watched this scene silently, and then saw Shi Yang standing beside him with a smile, recalling that Yan Lang never called his master Master, but Grandpa.So the scene in the kitchen of the master's house that day resurfaced in my mind again, the inexplicable embarrassment at that time made something ready to come out, and seeing Shi Yang smiling at Yan Lang, the answer was like a fish jumping out of the water in an instant , lightning and thunder, fleeting, but also very clear.

It turned out to be the case.

That's it!

No wonder the master didn't say anything, no wonder Yan Lang knelt down even though his skills were so good that he didn't need to be apprenticed to a master. It turned out that from the very beginning, they all thought in the wrong direction.

"What are you laughing at?" The third child leaned over and asked him, "Master treats this little junior so special, it's unfair, but it's not easy."

The second apprentice thought for a while, then closed his mouth again. He planned to go back and ask his master for instructions. If the master acquiesced, he would let the matter out from his mouth, so as not to make the brothers feel uncomfortable.

At the end of the banquet, Mr. Jiang didn't keep anyone. This is a teacher's banquet, not a banquet. A banquet that is memorable is enough, and it would be a bit of a show to leave people behind to talk about it.

The guests were satisfied with the meal. When they came to say goodbye, they all proposed to eat the delicious food made by Yanlang again. Yanlang didn't agree or refuse. Cooking is his hobby. Can't force him.Especially for such a tiring banquet today, he never wants to come again in his life.

but……

Yan Lang glanced at the panel of the God of Cooking system.

Cooking non-stop these days, the Chinese chef has reached the expert level before he knows it. The system has issued upgrade rewards, and everyone can enjoy a 50000% discount on items purchased in the system mall.Especially the system elf, the price is as low as 500% off, from a luxury item of [-] points to a wholesale price of [-], and it is still shining golden light and shaking gently in the window, no matter how you look at it, it is for you to buy one at will mean.

However, Yan Lang is not interested in this system elf at all. All the points in his hand are used to buy the ingredients in it, and he also bought a life-long "Return My Beauty", and a large number of one-time beauty products. Ready for Shi Yang to use.

It doesn't matter whether he is timid or vigilant, this kind of black technology is a technology beyond the control of human beings, and it is enough to get into his head somehow, and he doesn't need to buy another thing that may be similar to intelligent life. In his head, who can guarantee that he will still be himself in the future?

"Uncle Lang?"

When Yan Lang came back to his senses, he saw Shi Yang's brothers also coming over. This was the first time they had eaten Yan Lang's dishes, and they all expressed that they finally knew how Shi Yang was trapped.

Shi Yang rolled his eyes and stared at them, is my love so superficial?Food is just an introduction, okay? Uncle Lang himself is very attractive.

After waiting for the brothers to leave, Shi Yang asked carefully in Yan Lang's ear: "You don't think too much, do you? I really like you, not like they said, looking for a cook or something..."

Yan Lang patted Shi Yang's head and bit his ear: "Who knows? Go back and tie it up yourself. I have to interrogate you."

Shi Yang's face flushed, and his rippling eyes were full of anticipation.

As the host, you have to finish sending off the guests before you can leave.

After the last guest left, it was already late at night, Yan Lang picked up his coat and put it on Mr. Jiang, and sent him to the car.

When Mr. Jiang opened the door, he turned around and said, "How is your father's business?"

Shi Yang smiled and said, "Soon."

Old Jiang's eyes fell on Yan Lang's face.

Shi Yang explained: "I've already seen it. Although I didn't say anything, I don't have much objection. When he comes out, I will have a good talk with him."

"Hmm." Mr. Jiang sighed, looking up at the starry sky, "In the capital city of thousands of years, I don't know how many dynasties have changed, the tides have ebbed and flowed, births and perishes, the struggle for power and position is too tragic, and it takes so much effort It may not be satisfactory, and life is wasted in vain, it is better to take a step back and give yourself a happy ending."

Shi Yang blinked and looked at his grandfather, without saying a word.

Elder Jiang withdrew his gaze and looked at Shi Yang: "Talk to your father, it's not good to be persistent."

Jiang Xuezhen's car disappeared into the end of his field of vision, and a chill crept onto his skin. Just as Shi Yang shrank his neck, a warm embrace embraced him from behind.

Uncle Lang whispered softly in his ear: "Go back and ask our dad if he would like to go to our place for the elderly."

Shi Yang's lips trembled, and then he hummed.

In fact, Shi Yang knows very well that the country has changed long ago, and no one can shake Shi Yu's position, even if his father comes out, it will not help.These days, there are no officials who are completely innocent. In that position, even if you don't do anything yourself, your subordinates will continue to make small moves. The key depends on whether someone will check you.My father walked through the prison for a while, and was investigated for real and fake. It is a dream to want to be reinstated as an official. Now it is the result of many efforts to get a medical parole. What rights and status do you want? I really think too much.

However, he once stood in such a high position, he possessed unparalleled power, he looked down at everyone, who can forget the feeling of being above everyone?Who doesn't want to go back?

Dreams are dreams.

He was dreaming in the daytime, knowing that he should wake up, but at the same time, there was a kind of anger in his heart, which was anger and grievance towards the whole world, like a black hole, silently devouring his reason, wanting to Destroying something, or being destroyed, at this time, he longed for a hand to help him, or do something to get himself out of the anger.

"Uncle Lang, let's go home." Shi Yang said hoarsely.

"En." Yan Lang responded, and let go of Shi Yang's hand. The cold suddenly hit, and the boundless fear seemed to be approaching. Shi Yang felt a layer of small bumps standing on his body due to excessive tension. He couldn't help but grabbed Uncle Lang's hand with his backhand, and in the next second, he was held by a big warm hand. Uncle Lang turned around and smiled at him.

The man under the moon has deep and handsome eyes, and his black eyes are like stars and rivers that have crushed the universe. The soft starlight is shining, and only his own figure is so clear in those eyes.

Shi Yang looked at himself in those eyes, and at this moment, he found his breath.

The car is driving on the road, the road ahead is long, it seems that there is no end in sight, and the red lights one after another prolong this anxious waiting.

Shi Yang scratched his fingers silently, then turned to look at Uncle Lang who was concentrating on driving.The profile of the face was deep, and the colorful neon lights fell on the bottom of the eyes, reflecting a strange brilliance.

The feeling of being bewitched, even if that person didn't do anything, it was like a light source, making me rush forward without hesitation, like an instinctive attraction, yearning for the other person.

Shi Yang slid down from the seat slowly, and the large off-road vehicle easily accommodated his awkwardly curled body. He raised his hand to touch Uncle Lang's leg, and then bit by bit, slowly, like a snake Slid under his arm, opened his mouth, bit the small piece of iron, and bit down bit by bit...

"You are... you are trying to drive me crazy."

A sigh sounded from the top of his head, and the helpless words were full of pampering and indulgence, and then a big warm hand pressed on the top of his head, caressing gently: "Slowly, be careful, don't hurt me. .”

Shi Yang's eyes were filled with inexplicable enthusiasm, he vaguely agreed, opened his mouth carefully to hold it...

In August, the hottest season in Beijing, Shi Wenshu set foot on free land for the first time after seven years.

There were not many people who picked him up, only Shi Yang and Yan Lang.

The father and son hugged each other vigorously at the gate of the prison.It took too long to wear away those tears and anger, and what remains is only the desire for life and the joy of freedom.

Tears rolled in the eye sockets, but they didn't fall. The days of crying are over, and the rest of life should be full of laughter.

When the father and son separated, Yan Lang smiled and opened the car door, waiting quietly.

Shi Wenshu looked deeply at Yan Lang, and sighed when he got into the car. Yan Lang could tell that it was the other party's helpless compromise and worry about his son's future.Yan Lang didn't say anything, the facts need time to prove, whether Shi Yang is happy, only when they get old and look back, can they get the answer.

Yan Lang was driving in front, and Shi Yang sat in the back seat with his father. The father and son didn't have many topics to talk about. The grievances and pain in the world will inevitably spew out like a flood.

Some past events are more suitable for getting drunk alone in the middle of the night.

Yan Lang acted like a good driver silently, and drove the car into the gate. The guard guarding the gate obviously recognized Shi Wenshu, and his eyes widened when he saw his face clearly.

Shi Yu handled this matter very well, and reached an agreement with the Zhao family in a silent manner. Because of corruption, bribery and some life style problems, Zhao Xin went to prison in a month, not Qinling, he is not qualified to go there in.The Zhao family took a step back in terms of political layout, and the Shi family took those two key positions as a matter of course, and took the lead in laying a good move for the big shock five years later.

All of this was done in secret. The most beautiful thing about Shi Yu was that there was no news about it, only some key figures participated in it, and they just quietly changed the situation that had been maintained by the upper echelons of Huaguo for seven years.

The car drove to the gate of Mr. Shi's house, and it was still quiet. If it weren't for the dozen or so cars parked at the gate, then this place would be the same as every morning before.

Shi Wenshu was not acquitted, but released on medical parole. Naturally, the lower the profile, the better. According to the rules, it is best to go to other provinces as soon as possible, and live a life far away from the emperor, so as not to participate in this messy water in the capital.

It's just that Chinese people put filial piety first, and since they have come out of it, there is no reason not to look at their old father. This is also a kind of acquiescence, and it is human nature.

Yan Lang opened the door, watched the two enter the small courtyard of a single building, and then returned to the driving seat.

Shi Wenshu, who was about to reach the door, stopped and looked back at Yanlang.

Shi Yang explained: "It's been discussed, he is not suitable to come in today's situation."

Shi Wenshu was silent for a while, then nodded distantly to Yan Lang.

That night, Shi Yang returned home and told Yan Lang with a strange expression that his grandfather had given him a sum of money, whose assets were ten times the total funds in his hands now. There were many stocks of state-owned enterprises and some state-owned enterprises. Bonds and some external rolls, the lawyer will come to handle the formalities tomorrow.

He said: "What does the old man mean? Divide the inheritance in advance? It's too much to throw so much money at me. It knocked me out and made me feel that he is really good to me, don't you think? "

Yan Lang stroked Shi Yang's head and smiled without saying a word.

"Also, my dad said he wasn't going anywhere, and he wanted to be with me. I said I wanted to go back to Hengshi, where the place was very difficult. My dad said he'd depend on me for the rest of his life. It seems we're going to There's an oil bottle." Shi Yang lay on Yan Lang's chest, and the two of them lay on the sofa together, although the man raised his face with disgust, but he couldn't hide the smile in his eyes.

Yan Lang gently touched the back of his neck, and said with a smile: "It's okay, your legs are so thick, even if you hang me up, two oil bottles won't drag you down."

Shi Yang rolled his eyes and giggled, "Okay then, I'll take care of the two of you from now on."

Three years later.

Shi Wenshu said: "Dad, you should live here. It's a house specially reserved for our family by Yangyang and the others. No outsiders have ever lived in it. Come to Heng City in winter. It's sunny here, the water color is good, and the coldest winter is less than ten degrees." , very suitable for retirement.”

"Well, why are you alone and the two of them?" Mr. Shi looked around and motioned Du Tao to put his luggage upstairs.

Shi Wenshu sighed: "You didn't even notify me in advance when you came. It was too sudden. Their new hotel opened today, and it passed by early in the morning. If I hadn't received your call, I would have left too."

"Open a branch again? If you have too much money, you don't know how to calculate it. You know how to expand blindly. You are still a child."

"This hotel was opened by Gong Xiaoer and the others. Yangyang invested a little money, mainly to contract the kitchen. Yanlang's second apprentice brought people there. That child is not very talkative, but he is serious. Son, I eat his progress bit by bit, I'm busy from morning till night, it's not easy..."

"Cough!" Mr. Shi was very dissatisfied with his son's arbitrariness, so he opened his voice and began to talk again, "How are you living here?"

"Okay, what's wrong? It's not hot in summer and not cold in winter. It takes an hour to drive for an hour and there are hot springs. I haven't suffered from arthritis since I came here. Tiantian Yanlang changed tricks for me. Cooking food, you didn’t realize that I’ve gained nearly [-] catties, and those two kids are going to feed me like a pig.”

Seeing his son's ostentatious expression, Mr. Shi felt sour in his mouth.The Shi family is so big, and Shi Yu is still a little young. He can't let go completely. He was born to work hard, and at such an old age, he also thought about the day when he would wake up naturally every day and open his eyes just waiting for dinner. Oh no.

"Come on, come on, don't show off, it's just eating, eating and sleeping, if you have nothing to do, move more, don't turn around and check out the three highs."

"Hehe, okay, Dad, I see."

"I have something to ask you, Yangyang and that kid are just like this, don't you care?"

"His name is Yan Lang." Shi Wenshu corrected him earnestly. Now he regards Yan Lang as his son-in-law in his heart. He really likes this humble and smart kid who can cook well.

"Answer me." Old Master Shi said sternly, three years of retirement was not enough to change his bureaucratic style.

Shi Wenshu thought for a while, and said carefully: "I think... this is Yangyang's life, he is very happy every day now, as a father, I don't want to make him happy, I have to do something to make him sad, What do you think? It’s inappropriate, right? In fact, other people’s opinions on this kind of thing are always theirs. These two children have hid here, so don’t worry about it every day when you are old. Children and grandchildren have their own blessings.”

"..." Old Master Shi lowered his eyes in silence, and said for a while, "What's the situation in Yanlang's family, what's the attitude there, it's been so many years, you can't let Yangyang continue to hide like this?"

Shi Wenshu heard the old man's relaxation, his eyes lit up, and he suggested happily: "...Uh, how about I arrange a meal tonight, and you meet your in-laws?"

Therefore, when Yan Lang and Shi Yang came back from the city in a hurry before dinner, they saw aunt, aunt, uncle, sister-in-law, and uncle sitting nervously at the dining table, and old man Shi sitting on the top seat with a dignified expression. Don't be angry.

Mr. Shi said, "Thank you for taking care of Yangyang during this time."

The aunt said: "No, you are polite."

Old Master Shi said: "You are Yan Lang's elders, I am very happy to accept Yang Yang."

The sister-in-law said: "No, no, we are also happy."

Mr. Shi said, "Yangyang will have to trouble you to take care of her in the future."

The little uncle said: "It's okay, it's okay, just do what you tell, Chief."

Shi Yang and Yan Lang looked at each other and smiled. Mr. Shi's face, which had appeared on news broadcasts for a long time, frightened ordinary people like him.

But in this way, it can be regarded as a meeting between the two, and they have passed the Ming Road, right?

Then we...

Shi Yang looked at Yan Lang, and asked silently, are we a family now, are we married?

Yan Lang stroked his head, smiled softly: "Yes."

yeah~~

The author has something to say: the text should end here.

I didn't write END because I was afraid that there was something I didn't explain clearly, and I was afraid that it would be changed.

If there are no problems, I am ready to start writing extra stories.

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