Liuxiang

Winning or losing is decided at this moment.

Everyone looked at the big screen.

Dong En also looked at the big screen.

Everyone was dumbfounded for a moment.

Dong En fell into deep confusion.After she finished eating, she tasted the difference between the two dishes. She was shocked by seeing so many people taste the same as herself.

She slowly realized that she might have done something wrong.

Maybe... diners can eat the most exquisite and delicious dishes, those exquisite and delicious dishes that have never been distinguished by diners, maybe it's just...they are not "really exquisite" or "really delicious".

Today she was finally lucky enough to eat the most delicate and delicious thing.

Many people also ate the most exquisite and delicious things like her.

At this time, even the father who has become a legendary representative, whose name is rarely mentioned, and who is repeatedly pointed to as "that person", has lost to the most direct sensory system.

When the food enters the mouth, all the external aura fades away, and what remains is only the most primitive taste and power that can touch people's hearts.

So the final winner——

"This is the final vote that decides the winner!" The host clenched his fists, and he finally spoke, ruthlessly and hoarsely said, "The winners are—Yi, Bai, and Tang!"

The additional round of the King of Chefs Contest came to an end.

The scene is completely chaotic!

When Yi Baitang stepped down from the rostrum where everyone was looking forward to, the guests present flocked to him like crazy, and countless noisy voices sounded at the scene at the same time. They asked one after another, big and small, all asking the same sentence Words: "Chef Yi, what method do you and that one cook? Why can we have completely different feelings when eating the same dish? Why is the dish so touching?!"

But Yi Baitang was in a hurry to find the Great Demon King, a little impatient: "Get out of the way."

Just kidding, facing this kind of opportunity to rewrite the chef tutorial, how can there be a dry chef who wants to get out of it!

The people around are getting tighter!

The impatience in Yi Baitang's heart was piled up layer by layer. He looked at the people around him and his eyes became unfriendly. Just when he was about to make a more direct move, he estimated the situation early and found a way to Yi Bai. Shang Huaiyan from the road behind Tang arrived in time, and at the same time he accepted the words with a smile, he pushed Yi Baitang behind him with a flick of his hands. Over there, Senior Brother Jiang and Dong En occupied one side, giving Yi Baitang Baitang cleared a small passage.

Powerful little saplings!

Yi Baitang looked at him with admiration, without saying a word, he threw the sapling in the crowd as a shield, and slipped away by himself.

Shang Huaiyan smiled kindly in front of everyone: "It's like this. This time the cooking did not use any new technology. But it did use a new concept. This new concept originated from Dong Lao, Dong Lao general It's called 'Heart Cuisine'..."

In front of the TV, Grandpa Shang, who accidentally clicked on the program and finished watching it, raised his beard, thinking that his eldest grandson is very powerful and can control any situation.

But he couldn't help thinking:

As for the brat who won the game and created this kind of scene... Well, it can barely be considered amazing.

In the hall of the scene, Brother Jiang and Dong En listened to Shang Huaiyan's speech for a while, followed Yi Baitang's footsteps and left the crowd, leaving the noisy place first.

They walked alone in the corridor outside the hall.

After seeing each other again after decades of separation, both of them felt a little emotional.

They smiled at each other, and Dong En said: "I don't know who voted for the final vote..."

Brother Jiang: "I voted for it."

Dong En was taken aback: "What?"

Brother Jiang raised his hand and stroked his chest: "Look, teacher and I...we all expect that the children will be healthy, grow taller, and be taller than us. Now he is taller than us .”

Yi Baitang walked around the scene of the Chef King playoffs, but he didn't see the old man.

He stayed in the garden behind the auditorium for a while, took out the phone with a blank expression, and dialed the number of the Great Demon King.

The bell rang in my ear.

Yi Baitang followed the sound, and there was an old man wearing a straw hat covering his face amidst the lush vegetation. He looked like a flower farmer and pushed the straw hat helplessly: "Okay, I'm right here...you are so impatient... What are you doing running out?"

"Run out to find you." Yi Baitang said.

"Why do you want me?" Dong Fangzhi asked.

"Old man, I didn't win." Yi Baitang said.

"No, you won." Dong Fangzhi corrected.

"But I didn't lose either." Yi Baitang said to himself.

Dong Fangzhi did not speak for the time being.

"I didn't win, and I didn't lose. I recognize your heart cooking, and I successfully made heart cooking...Old man, you are really amazing."

Dong Fangzhi looked at Yi Baitang.

Grandpa looked at grandson.

In the blink of an eye for 20 years, from childhood to adulthood, we depended on each other for life, and this child devoted all his efforts and the most affection.

Now, a good tree grows into a talent, and the fruit is ripe.

It was quiet for a long time.

The old man turned his face to look at the noon sun, the scorching sun was hanging in the sky, shining fiercely, just like the child sitting beside him.

He smiled again, and the layers of wrinkles stretched out with the smile.He finally said the words that had been hidden in his heart for a long time: "You won. At your age, grandpa is far from your current level."

"Baitang, grandpa is proud of you."

This was the first time he heard his grandfather say that.

For a moment, Yi Baitang felt a little embarrassed and flattered.

But at the next moment, Dong Fangzhi said calmly: "Okay, this is just the beginning. It's not a good thing to defeat me once. Just think about how many times I have defeated you..."

Yi Baitang: "..."

"The progress of anything is endless, and Heart Cooking is just the first step we take. The next step—"

Dong Fangzhi looked at Yi Baitang: "Tangtang, now you are leaving with me."

Someone is coming from afar.

Dong En and Shang Huaiyan came to their direction together.

After 20 years of absence, not only mother and son, but also father and daughter.

After a distance of three to five steps, Dong Fangzhi's voice suddenly stopped.

The love of parents is always greater than that of children.

Yi Baitang doesn't have too many demands on his mother, because although his mother is an important symbol in his life, it is only an important symbol.

But for Dong Fangzhi, it is not a symbol, but a person, the most important continuation of his life.

Although Dong En felt sorry for Yi Baitang when he left 20 years ago, he was most sorry for her father.

But parents will always forgive their children.

When the daughter stands before the father, there is no need to do anything, the father has already forgiven the daughter.

He never blamed his daughter.

Yi Baitang felt that his answer was not important at this moment, since the two of them completely ignored him anyway.

So he left space for his mother and grandfather, and took Shang Huaiyan along with him.

He pushed Shang Huaiyan in front of him, and he walked behind, stepping on the shadow step by step, step by step on the shadow.

Humph.

The big devil is with his mother.

Humph.

But the little sapling is my own.

Shang Huaiyan: "...what are you doing?"

Yi Baitang: "Nothing."

Shang Huaiyan: "Is it fun to step on my shadow?"

Yi Baitang: "It's fun."

Shang Huaiyan: "Congratulations on your victory."

Yi Baitang snorted: "It's expected."

Shang Huaiyan tried not to smile: "Then shall we go home first or celebrate? I am planning to travel around the world for this celebration. Do you have any other ideas?"

Yi Baitang: "Yes."

Shang Huaiyan: "Oh? Tell me."

Yi Baitang: "Go to your house first."

Shang Huaiyan: "Isn't my home your home—huh?" He suddenly realized what Yi Baitang was talking about.

Yi Baitang: "Go to your house."

I'm going to tell them—

you are mine!

Shang Huaiyan closed his opened mouth.

He held Yi Baitang with his back, pulled him to his side, and moved forward together.

The sunlight stretches their shadows to equal length.

These hands, holding on, never let go.

The author has something to say: it's over =w=.

I hope that the arrogant Tangbao, the romantic Yanbao, and the sweet food articles can bring you a little joy =w=.

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And finally the last little theater:

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a long time later

Dong Fangzhi said with emotion: "You two have such a good relationship."

Yi Baitang: "Should have a good relationship for a lifetime."

Dong Fangzhi: "...?"

Yi Baitang: "We like each other."

Dong Fangzhi: "..."

Yi Baitang: "Old man, didn't you already know?"

Dong Fangzhi refused: "No, I don't know, and I don't want to know."

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