Chapter 1166
As Henry reached out at the tray with his hand, all the eyes that were fixed at him narrowed!
What was going on? How was the Award of Dedication fit for such a young man? Who was he? No
one had ever seen him before! How was he even qualified for such an award?
Mr. Dong was also extremely doubtful.
An uneasy look appeared in Sister Hui''s eyes. "Could this kid have some sort of influence in the
circle of culinary arts?"
Under the countless guesses and deductions of the audience, Henry pulled away the red silk from
the tray.
The moment the red silk was lifted, a spat crafted from pure gold was revealed.
A golden spat!
Upon finally witnessing the Award of Dedication, everyone in the audience was struck with awe. The
gold spat bore a special meaning to chefs, even the highest honour of culinary arts in the world,
The Mengbaton Award, would not take the form of a golden spat.
As recorded in history, the golden spat was personally presented by the emperor to his favourite
imperial chef in ancient times, which symbolised two things: firstly, it was a token of praise towards
the imperial chefs culinary skills, and secondly, it was a recognition of his status as the top chef in
the circle of culinary arts.
That was the significance a golden spat bore.
Henry smiled and picked up the golden spat from the tray.
Upon seeing a young man like Henry pick up the golden spat, someone from the audience could
no longer contain himself and questioned, "Who is he? What gives him the right to receive this
award? I demand an exnation!"
"Yes, exin this!"
The moment someone took the lead to voice out their thoughts, people followed suit immediately.
Voices of countless people demanding an exnation erupted in an instant.
"Please calm down, everybody." the voice of the judge sounded again through the microphone. "All
of you are mistaken. This man is not the winner of the Award of Dedication."
Upon hearing that, many people were instantly relieved. If such a young man had really won the
Award of Dedication, it would be totally outrageous.
Sister Hui''s eyes shed with contempt. She looked at Henry disdainfully and said, "Is there
something wrong with that brain of yours? That award doesn''t belong to you, yet you had the
audacity to touch it."
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Henry held the golden spat and shrugged his shoulders, then replied, "The award is not for me,
but I am the one in charge of presenting it."
The one in charge of presenting it?
Sister Hui was stunned by Henry''s reply.
At that exact moment, the judge''s voice sounded once more, "Everyone, allow me to formally
introduce the presenter of the Award of Dedication, Mr. Zhang! As all of you already know, the
Mengbaton Award is the greatest award in the circle of culinary arts, and it was named after the
great Masterchef Mengbaton, who had passed on years ago. In his posthumous letter, he had
written about the level of cooking that only existed in his fantasies, something that Masterchef
Mengbaton was unable to achieve throughout his life. However, several years ago, all of you
probably have heard tales of a young man from Yan Xia who was able to create the delicacies
recorded in the letter of Masterchef Mengbaton in a culinarypetition. It was said to be an
amazing performance of culinary arts, which could also be described as wizardry in the world of
culinary arts.
That young man is the man standing right before your eyes, Mr. Zhang!"
The judge''s words had an effect simr to smashing a huge rock into a calmke, stirring up ripples
instantaneously.
Gazes of disbelief, awe, and fascination were focused on Henry all at once.
It was impossible that the judge would make a joke like this such a situation. If he could announce it
so openly, it could only mean that it was true. The Mengbaton Culinary Competition that year had
long be a legendary tale, which many knew by heart.
Those who stared at him in disbelief were just unable to believe that they were fortunate enough to
actually see the fabled chef in person.
The judge continued, "Back then, the Mengbaton Award would have been named after Mr. Zhang,
but he refused to ept this honour, he only requested for every Mengbaton Culinary Competition
to be held in Yan Xia. Today, the Award of Dedication shall also be presented by the man, Mr.
Zhang himself!"
Henry held the golden spat and presented it to Mr. Dong, who was sitting right next to him. He
smiled and said, "Congrattions, Mr. Dong."
Mr. Dong stared at the golden spat presented to him by Henry. He was still in a state of
stupefaction. He had heard of the tale about a young man from Yan Xia who achieved the level of
culinary arts that Masterchef Mengbaton had fantasised of, but he would never think that there was
a temporary chef on his ship, the same person!
The sight of Henry before him put Mr. Dong in a heavy trance.
Sister Hui''s face was instantly filled with terror. When she first heard that the award did not belong
to Syl, she was very quick to ridicule him. However, never in her wildest dreams did she imagine
that this man had such an incredible background. Although she knew nothing about cooking, she
had followed Mr. Dong for years and had heard all sorts of stories, that was how she got to know
how influential the young man from Yan Xia, as mentioned by the judge, was in the world of culinary
arts.
"Mr. Dong, it''s about time for you to snap out of your daydreams and ept the award!" The judge
looked at Mr. Dong in a daze andughed again. He had expected that Mr. Dong would have all
kinds of reactions.
"This... is really for me..." Mr. Dong was originally very desperate to receive this award, yet when the
award really did fall into hisp, it suddenly all felt like a dream.
Henry said, "I could feel your strong attitude towards cooking through our chat back then. I had
observed your kitchen, and noticed that you''ve cared for it very perfectly. It was very obvious that
you were very serious about your cooking. You had the courage to trust aplete stranger, even
when we had just met purely by luck, yet you still trusted me unconditionally because of my culinary
skills. I''m not trying to say how important I am in your heart, rather it shows just how great you
passion is for cooking, and that is why you are truly qualified to receive this award."
Henry pressed the golden spat into Mr. Dong''s hands once more.
Mr. Dong epted the golden spat almost subconsciously.
The moment Mr. Dong received the golden spat, the judges took the lead in apuding him. A
strong thunder of apuse erupted throughout the hall instantaneously.
Although the other senior chefs were envious of Mr. Dong''s award, they knew Mr. Dong well
enough, and they could fully ept Mr. Dong as the winner of the award.
Mr. Dong stared at the golden spat in his hands nkly. He had never imagined that he would be
able to celebrate a day like this. To a certain extent, this award could be regarded more prestigious
than the Mengbaton Award!
"Well then, now that the award has been presented, let us get on with the judging and choose the
winner of today''s Mengbaton Award!" the judge announced. At the same time, the judges got up
from their seats and walked towards the contestants to taste their dishes.
Mr. Dong''s nk gaze was still fixed at the golden spat in his hand. Suddenly, he seemed to
recall something and suddenly shot a look at Sister Hui right next to him. Based on Syl''s identity, he
would certainly not fabricate lies deliberately to spoil the rtionship between himself and Sister
Hui, so did that mean that Sister Hui had been lying to him all this while? And it was her who drove
Syl away!
Mr. Dong, who had thought up to this point, looked at Sister Hui with utmost seriousness. "Hui, tell
me the truth, what did you hope to aplish by doing all of that behind my back?"