In the blink of an eye, the time was the last minute before the game.

Since he opened his eyes this morning, Yi Baitang has been a little unsettled, basically not knowing what he is thinking about the whole process, whether it is brushing his teeth and washing his face or eating breakfast, he has relied on Shang Huaiyan to push step by step. But when he finished breakfast and sat down at the coffee table full of questionnaires, he suddenly came back to his senses, took the questionnaire and frowned.

Shang Huaiyan was in front of the mirror with the clothes he was going to wear.

He picked up a blue tie and took a picture, frowned and threw it away, too old-fashioned; Then he picked up a bright yellow tie and took a photo, and continued to frown and throw it away, enigmatic and lively.

He had to look for his tie again, and at the same time reminded Yi Baitang, who was still wearing pajamas: "There is only one hour left before the start of the game." ”

Yi Baitang was absent-minded: "It only takes twenty minutes to pass from here. ”

Shang Huaiyan persuaded: "You haven't changed your clothes yet, you can't press there." ”

Yi Baitang: "Isn't that set yesterday very good?" ”

Shang Huaiyan looked WTF: "That set of T-shirts and jeans? And you've had a day? ”

Yi Baitang: "Isn't it okay?" ”

Shang Huaiyan decisively: "No! ”

Just like Yi Baitang, he suddenly realized that he still had a lot of things unprepared, so he suddenly panicked, quickly opened the door of the wardrobe, and quickly picked out three sets of Yi Baitang's formal clothes, one on his body, two with spare, and regardless of the struggle of the people on the sofa, he directly put the person up and changed his clothes!

Before the mirror, Yi Baitang was forced to change into new clothes, his face was full of unhappiness, and then he continued to look at the questionnaire.

Another fifteen minutes passed, and there were only forty-five minutes left before the start began.

Shang Huaiyan realized that he didn't have much time to entangle the tie: "Which tie do you say is good-looking?" ”

Yi Baitang commented: "It's all good-looking. ”

Shang Huaiyan frowned: "This is a big day, I want to dress formally." ”

Yi Baitang: "You are dressed very formally." ”

Shang Huaiyan looked at his clothes in the entire cloakroom and thought, "Do you know what you will cook later?" ”

Yi Baitang: "Stir-fried river shrimp." ”

Shang Huaiyan was stunned: "Hey, are you so sure?" ”

Yi Baitang looked bored: "The old man said it a long time ago." ”

Shang Huaiyan knew what kind of tie he was going to wear.

He picked out a purple tie with an orange curved shrimp pattern printed on it, looked at it in the mirror, tied it with satisfaction, and then took the change of clothes of the two people, dragged Yi Baitang, and walked out of the house quickly before the countdown of thirty minutes, and walked in the direction of the garage.

As soon as the door opened, the sky was blue and the grass was green, and a white sedan stopped in front of the grass, and the owner of the car, who was leaning on the sedan in boredom, raised his head with a slight reproach in his tone: "There are only thirty minutes left, and I thought you weren't going to race." ”

Shang Huaiyan smiled: "Auntie, let's go with us." ”

Dong En did not refuse, left the car here, got into Shang Huaiyan's car, and sat in the back seat of the car with Yi Baitang.

As soon as she came to Yi Baitang's side, she noticed that something was wrong.

From beginning to end, his son looked over and over with a questionnaire in his hand, and his eyes never looked elsewhere.

But what's so nice about this questionnaire?

Isn't it just a simple sentence "It's delicious, I feel good after eating"?

She had also followed Yi Baitang to read the more than 1,000 tables from the six major canteens, and this kind of answer should account for ninety percent of the total number of the most common answers.

Dong Enxian said: "Baitang? ”

There was no answer, as expected.

Dong En turned to Shang Huaiyan: "What's wrong with him?" ”

Shang Huaiyan: "It's been like this since I woke up in the morning, I might be a little nervous......"

Yi Baitang suddenly spoke: "There is something wrong with it. ”

The other two said in unison: "What place?" ”

Yi Baitang closed his mouth again, wrinkled his brows, and pondered bitterly.

Dong En then turned her gaze to Shang Huaiyan in front of her, and through the rearview mirror, she and Shang Huaiyan communicated with each other with their eyes:

This should still be tense, right?

I think it should be, too. Shang Huaiyan.

So what now? Dong En continued to ask.

"Begonia." In the carriage, Shang Huaiyan suddenly spoke.

Dong En hurriedly waited patiently for the other party's golden and jade words.

"Take three deep breaths?" Shang Huaiyan asked tentatively.

"......" Dong En.

"Alright, shut up." Yi Baitang responded coldly to Shang Huaiyan's construction.

I'll have to come. A woman in her forties inexplicably felt a hint of the heaviness of life. She pondered for a long time, coughed lightly, and pulled Yi Baitang's attention: "Baitang, did your grandfather tell you about him when he was a child?" She didn't wait for Yi Baitang to answer, and continued to talk to herself, "When your grandfather was a child, he was a child of a poor family in the countryside, and at that time, only people with the best family background in the countryside could go to school and study, and the rest of the people either farmed or went to work as small workers. When your grandfather was twelve years old, and the year in his hometown was not good, and a man who worked as a cook in the county returned to his hometown to worship his ancestors, and your grandfather went to beg him to take him out as an apprentice so that he could earn a little money and send it home. ”

This passage really attracted Yi Baitang's attention.

Yi Baitang's gaze on the questionnaire moved slightly.

"Later, the old man waited for the chef for two years before he began to learn the art of cooking."

"That's right," Dong En nodded, and continued to recall, "I don't know how many times more difficult it was to learn a skill back then, and two years later, your grandfather officially became an apprentice and had a salary in his hand, although he was soon kicked out of the restaurant by the chef because he learned too quickly and repeatedly innovated, but because of his good cooking skills, he was soon favored by other people and became a chef who can really take charge of the cook." At first, my grandfather supported the family with the salary of working as a cook in the city; Later, when there was turmoil, my grandfather protected the family with his cooking skills. There is a story about your grandfather, which is the favorite of your grandmother who died at an early age, your grandmother is a scholarly young lady, and she had the opportunity to marry a small officer, but before she got married, there was a group of wandering Japanese criminals in the city where she was located, and there was only a little bit of officers and soldiers in the city at that time, and there was no confidence to stop the Japanese invaders. At this time, it was your grandfather who took the initiative to stand up and pointed out that the Japanese invaders outside the city seemed to have just lost the battle and were not familiar with the situation in the city. ”

"Later, the old man took a few people to cook three meals in a row, and each meal was fragrant for ten miles, and the Japanese invaders were dragged back, and then they were wiped out by the troops who rushed in." Yi Baitang continued.

"Did your grandfather tell you about the aftermath?" Dong En asked.

"Later?"

"When your grandfather brought someone to deliver something to the Japanese invaders, your grandmother saw your grandfather in the crowd, and after that, she refused to marry the little officer who was determined to be with your grandfather." Dong En smiled at the corner of his lips, "There are many other little stories about cooking, for your grandfather, from the beginning to the end, cooking changed his life, throughout his life, he has been cooking for so many years, and my mother doesn't know how good he is now......"

"I know." Yi Baitang said.

"......" Dong En was stunned, and the comfort he had prepared suddenly couldn't be said, and even the hand that was going to touch Yi Baitang's head began to itch, and he wanted to knock it down on the ignorant and unconscious person.

"But ......," Yi Baitang said again, "it seems to be ......"

He recalled Dong En's last words, and vaguely had a hazy thought.

"We're here." Shang Huaiyan's voice suddenly sounded.

The royal blue sedan leaped to the sides of the road, leaping away from the endless stream of vehicles, then around the flagpole, through the railing, and slowly to a stop.

In the line of sight, the three-storey height is low, the five-star red flag is hung in front, the exterior wall is red and yellow, and the solemn auditorium with a velvet curtain hanging behind the window can be seen from far and near.

Ten minutes before the start of the official finals, the backstage of the auditorium was already packed with staff and contestants.

As soon as Yi Baitang, Shang Huaiyan and his mother entered, they saw people coming and going, and there was a little fat man's waw shouting in the distance:

"What do you say? Will there be at least 10 media outlets and 3 TV stations to broadcast live? Will there be high-ranking officials who want to come over to present the contribution award to the chef? Do we still have to pounce on white~ powder-coated lipstick and stand in front of the camera? I'm a man—"

Then came the anxious voice of the young makeup artist: "Don't move!" The powder on your face hasn't been smoothed out! ”

Then he interjected~ into Senior Brother Jiang's laughing voice: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, you're still a little chubby kid - Bai Tang, you've finally arrived!" Come here—"

Senior Brother Jiang saw Yi Baitang in a blink of an eye, hurriedly greeted, and looked left and right, trying to find a makeup artist who was still free.

Yi Baitang crossed Senior Brother Jiang, walked backstage to the curtain of the auditorium, and interrupted Senior Brother Jiang indifferently: "Don't." ”

Shang Huaiyan took a step behind, raised his hand and patted Senior Brother Jiang's shoulder, comforting the person who was ruthlessly abandoned: "It's okay, he is naturally beautiful, his lips are red and his teeth are white, he is not afraid of the camera, and he may not look better if he wears makeup." ”

Senior Brother Jiang: "So why are you also ...... in the backstage of the contestants?"

Shang Huaiyan calmed down: "Because I am a relative and friend of the contestants." ”

Before Senior Brother Jiang could say the next sentence, the sound of stirring music suddenly came from the auditorium, and the other two contestants, who had just been willing or unwilling to sit on the chair and have the makeup artist do their makeup, immediately jumped up like rabbits, took three steps and made two steps to slip to Yi Baitang's location, and looked out through the gap in the big red drapery.

I saw the host standing in the center of the stage in a tuxedo, with sincere emotions and a majestic voice:

"The annual Chef King Competition, the quadrennial additional competition. Every year, we can compete for a new chef, who joins the domestic catering system to develop and promote the progress of China's culinary field, so that the title of 'food country' resounded all over the world.

"In China, there are many names of chefs that everyone is familiar with. They have also participated in the King Chef play-offs as challengers or examiners. This year, for another year's Extras, our challengers are three young chefs, but the one everyone knows.

"He's been retired for a long time.

"He presided over state banquets for ten years and was the country's first state banquet master; He once facilitated the signing of a contract at the national level with a dish; He reformed the chef association system, put forward the requirements for chef examinations, divided hotels and restaurants into rating items, and was the first president and the first honorary chairman of the chef association; He is the best at Huaiyang cuisine, and for half a century, he has always been the only leader of Huaiyang cuisine; There are countless charitable foundations named after him in the domestic culinary community, which help hundreds of chefs in need every year.

"Others are in the Hall of Honor, but he creates the Zào Hall of Honor.

"His name is - Dong, Fang, Zhi!"

I saw that above the auditorium, behind the host, the huge screen flashed fluorescent, and the long honor experience and title were like a black waterfall, splashing ink down!