After 20 minutes, the moderator got the jury's score and the media delegation's score. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The three cooks stood there expressionlessly like stakes, they had done their job, and as for the result, they could no longer control it.

"After an impartial judging by the jury and the media delegation, the scores of the three chefs are now in my hands."

When the host was about to announce the results, Yoon Deok-gi's parents were no longer as nervous as they were when they first entered the finals, and they may have thought that they were satisfied that their son could come this far.

"Now, I declare that Hao Wei's final score is ...... 92 points. Miao Yong's final score was ...... is 90 points. Yoon Deok-gi's final score was 94 points! Congratulations to the first King of Chefs, Mr. Yin Deji! ”

I just remember all sorts of colorful explosions around and Mego screaming hysterically.

Later, I often wondered whether this was fate favoring Yin Deji, or whether he just had the strength to be a chef.

To be honest, I doubted him more than once, and even doubted that he wouldn't make it to the final.

is not to doubt his cooking skills, but to suspect the various dark box operations behind him, why can this powerless hairy boy win the crown on so many super chefs. Now even inspirational movies don't play this kind of plot.

He won, and the world surprised us so much that for a long time we were sleepwalking, and we were skeptical.

Next, various food programs and high-end hotel contracts were thrown at him. But he rarely goes on the show, and every time I hear his standard Trump on the food show, I want to laugh.

He said that he had to stick to it, so he refused many high-paying offers from super five-star hotels and continued to stay in the original hotel.

Of course, this social business is king, and the hotel plays the signboard of Yin Deji, and every day diners step through the threshold to eat the pot meat he makes.

The hotel is the best at hunger marketing, only selling 10 copies a day, not selling more, and even super foodies queue up in the middle of the night to make a bite of the meat he made. It's really a kind of god chef's style.

Naturally, there is no need for our own people, every time we go to the hotel, we must go directly to the private room, and Yin Deji personally comes out to greet us.

Every time Yuan Zheng came up, he was like a hungry dog, and he served 5 portions of meat back to the pot first.

Yin Deji is really a real person, and a few days later, he asked F4 and Mei Ge to get together in the hotel box.

After we sat down, we saw that the table was full of big fish and meat.

As soon as Brother Mei saw the delicious food, he sat down and feasted on it.

"Yo, Yinzi, are you going to marry a daughter-in-law today, it's so rich." Lu Zejun asked.

"Go, go, what daughter-in-law, I called you here today to fulfill my promise."

"Don't talk crookedly, what promises, hurry up." Geng Hao said while gnawing on the pig's trotters.

"My chef's bonus is a total of 300,000 yuan, and after paying taxes, the bonus was given to my parents 100,000 yuan, and I divided the rest into 4 points equally.

With that, he took out four black pockets from under the table and threw them in front of us, one by one.

We used to say that we would divide his prize money equally, but it was all a joke, and we didn't think he would take it seriously.

"What kind of madness are you ******, you know that we are here to play, but you don't know how to turn around, you take everything seriously." I said disdainfully.

"I know you're joking, but I'm sincere, and without your help, what's the ...... What a 'chef'. ”

Brother Mei stopped fighting, put down his chopsticks, walked in front of Yin Deji, and said seriously: "This is what you deserve, it is your understanding and skills over the years, we just helped a little, so you can accept this money with peace of mind, don't think too much." Good no good? ”

"But ......"

"Don't, hurry up and put the money away, don't sweep the hall, put on a few bottles of wine, and have a good chat with my brothers." Geng Hao was extremely impatient.

Lu Zehuan also opened his mouth: "Mei Ru and Haozi are right, what do we have to do with each other, do you think we are like you?" Don't downgrade us, take this thing away and come and accompany us. ”

"Tsuko, that's what I said, but I always feel indebted to ......"

"Your ****** is underdrawn, we have all expressed our position." When he saw that I was serious, he knew that it would be okay to keep going, so he had to give up.

This guy began to sensationalize again: "In the future, everyone here will let me Yin Zi go to the knife mountain and go down to the oil pot, and my Yin Zi will definitely not frown." ”

"Okay, you go boil a pot of oil now, and jump off." Geng Hao's words enlivened the atmosphere of the scene.

I had predicted that Yin Deji would carve out a world of his own in Beijing. Because he has a skill, and he is righteous, good at making friends, and most importantly, he can endure hardships.

In the past, when he lived in his uncle's broken restaurant, the place where he lived was similar to a pigsty, but he did not complain, and often went to the folk to collect style, learn skills from folk chefs, and occasionally visit the chefs in Beijing to learn from experience.

Because he has a sincere personality and an aura that can infect people, it is easy to make friends. Even with an unfamiliar Hutong uncle, he can talk to others for a long time.

After winning the crown of "King Chef", he socialized more.

During this period, Brother Mei's parents came to Beijing to urge marriage, and praised Yin Deji for their gods, and Yin Deji's parents were also there at that time, and the two sides had a tendency to get engaged when they met each other.

Brother Mei calmed down, and deliberately said in front of the four old men: "I know that Brother Yin Zi has a bright future, and in the future, I will marry and invite Brother Yin Zi to be the leading chef, I don't know if you will appreciate your face." ”

Everyone's faces instantly turned cyan, and Yin Deji had no choice but to promise: "The wedding service that can be given to you is your face for me." ”

Brother Mei smiled.

But when I saw it, I was smiling, and I didn't smile at the skin or flesh, but laughed from my mouth.

Brother Mei never gave up on Geng Hao, and regularly went to the west study in Songzhuang every week to help him cook and clean up the housework.

Geng Hao was cold from beginning to end, without too many words.

During that time, Geng Hao's life was not smooth.

Because the painters in Songzhuang were too avant-garde and the forms of artistic expression were too avant-garde, which infringed on the interests of some people, and made some traditional artists in the system feel like the scorching sun, they could not get used to it, and began to use certain power organs to suppress the young painters there.

Some young artists were so poor that they couldn't open the pot and chose to leave.

Songzhuang is no longer the Songzhuang of the past, art can no longer grow freely and recklessly, some people are holding sickles and eyeing them around, they just want to let the art samples not grow in a branch, according to a certain order and rules.

But, art, that's ****** art! How can there be order and rules for things that are wild and uninhibited?

Occasionally, I would go to Songzhuang to find Geng Hao, and he would talk to me, saying that he was very tired now, and sometimes he was distraught while painting, so he scribbled on the canvas and kicked the drawing board on the ground.

I saw him in the corner where he drew a discarded board, and it was.

There were several bottles on the table in the studio, some empty, some half-full, all of the kind of strong liquor that I would finish playing with in one sip.

I told him that there is a process for everything, and that you need to be a little patient with the world and give your dreams a little time.

He rubbed his face in pain, looked out the window at the sky, and said nothing.