My Waste Husband
Chapter 1164

Chapter 1164

After being snapped at by Sister Hui, the middle-aged man stopped talking immediately, his face filled with embarrassment.

Mr. Dong looked at Sister Hui and said, "Hui, you don't understand. When it comes to cooking, the preparation of ingredients is very important. As I had already told you before, your cousin's skill still isn't up to par. He is still a long away from the level of this competition."

After saying that, Mr. Dong shook his head. He no longer had any hope for winning this competition.

Sister Hui said unhappily, "Hey, Mr. Dong, what do you mean by that? Why do you keep looking down on my cousin? You still think it's better to have that liar come, don't you?"

Mr.Dong shook his head silently. In his heart, he did not want to believe that Syl was a liar, but he did not show up since yesterday, which made it hard for Mr. Dong not to believe he would do such a thing.

The competition was extremely intense. In a competition of such calibre, not many screams could be heard, but every action had to be carried out with utmost precision, the cutting of vegetables, the washing of vegetables, the method and time used to marinate the ingredients, all had to be carried out perfectly.

Compared to the fluid movements of the other contestants, Sister Hui's cousin was performing very poorly.

Most who came to watch the competition were professionals. As they saw the movements of Sister Hui's cousin, the people who were present were unable to guess who would come in first, but everyone knew who would be in the last place.

At the judge's table, a female judge looked at Sister Hui's cousin and shook her head. "Say, Mr. Dong is not one to be so unreliable. Why would he arrange for such a man to participate in this competition? Doesn't he have anyone else better to choose from?"

"He does have other candidates." Another judge said, "I've seen the disciple of Mr. Dong, he has probably learned about thirty percent of Mr. Dong's skills. He definitely isn't qualified enough to participate in this competition. I guess that Mr. Dong also knows that, so he gave this opportunity to someone else."

"What a thing to do, this Mr. Dong." The female judge shook her head. "By the way, when will he arrive?"

When the female judge mentioned that person, the rest of the judges all subconsciously adjusted their postures to make themselves look a little more serious.

"I'm not sure. That man appears whenever he wishes. The Mengbaton Award, is named after the top chef of the world, Master Mengbaton. Back then, it was him who created the dish of Master Mengbaton's fantasies. It can be said that he has truly surpassed Master Mengbaton. Originally, this award should have been named after him, but unfortunately, he was against the idea of that. He insisted on preserving the Mengbaton Award, only requesting that the finals of the competition to only be held in Yan Xia."

"He would definitely appear. After all it is him who who would personally present the Mengbaton Award."

"It's hard to imagine how a young man like him could possess such amazing culinary skills. How did he possibly achieve it?"

"Let's not talk about this now and watch the competition first. The process of handling the ingredients is also one of the grading categories."

There were ten groups of contestants in total, and they were from different countries. However, in terms of Tasty Food, Yan Xia, Country B, and Tukki had their advantages, these three countries had a strong history and culture of good food. Seven out of the ten participants hailed from these three countries.

Every country took a different liking to food and had their ways of cooking. The different abilities and skills they displayed were intriguing to watch.

The judges were sitting at the judge's table, carefully watching every movement of the contestants.

When the cooking began, the lobby, which was the venue of the competition, was suddenly bursting with fragrance.

The owner of the hotel specially arranged for his chefs to be in the best seats in order to watch and learn. For many chefs, competitions like this were a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for them to watch it live, which excited them, because top chefs all over the world were present.

However, there were only nine people they were interested in learning from, the cousin of Sister Hui was completely ignored.

Although Sister Hui's cousin's culinary skills could be considered to be very exquisite when compared to the ordinary, seeing that he could create beautiful pieces of art with a carving knife. Among those contestants, even the least skilled of them would be able to chop vegetables on a fully blown balloon without popping it.

When the cooking began, it was time for all contestants to show off their skills. Although the taste of the ingredients was closely related to the process of cutting and marination, but the most important step was the method of cooking.

When it came to the method of cooking, every contestant could be described as magicians, each showing off their magic in the kitchen.

Henry arrived at the hall of the competition dressed in casual clothes. He looked at the contestants who were carefully cooking their dishes. He nodded to himself and looked around the hall. After locating Mr. Dong, Henry walked over to him.

Mr.Dong was looking anxiously at the competition. He already knew that Sister Hui's cousin had no chance of winning the prize, but what if the other contestants made a mistake? Mr. Dong had participated in countless competitions and was very clear that it would be good enough if one could perform at 80 percent of their best state in the competition, and if they could surpass themselves, victory would be certain. After all, psychological pressure was one of the biggest challenges in the game.

Mr. Dong did not notice Henry's arrival.

"Mr. Dong." Henry called at Mr. Dong. He pulled out a foldable stool, opened it, and sat down right beside Mr. Dong.

When Mr. Dong and Sister Hui heard Henry's voice, they were both shocked.

"Why are you here?" Sister Hui yelled at Henry before Mr. Dong could speak, "This is no place for you to be! What rights do you have to be here? Get lost!"

Henry merely smiled and said, "The security guards didn't stop me from entering, which proves that I do have the rights to enter. You can go talk to the security guards about it."

Upon seeing Henry, Mr. Dong spoke with a mixed expression, "Zhang, you really disappointed me. I really believed that you would participate in the competition on my behalf."

"Mr. Dong, I'm really sorry." Henry looked at Sister Hui. "Your missus stopped me from participating in the competition on your behalf. I also happened to have some business to attend to, so I went to settle that and now I'm back."

"Stopped you from participating?" Mr. Dong quickly caught on to the key point of the problem and fiercely turned his head to look at Sister Hui right next to him and asked, "Hui, what's going on?"

Sister Hui's face turned green with shock. She did not answer Mr. Dong's question. Instead, she looked at Henry and shouted, "Stop slandering me here! When did I ever stop you from taking part in the competition? You requested for two hundred thousand yuan from me, saying that you were going to buy cooking equipment, then you never returned. Now you're saying that I stopped you from taking part in the competition? What are you talking about?"

Henry shook his head and said nothing.

Mr. Dong's eyes were still fixed on Sister Hui. "Hui, tell me, is what Henry said true?"

"Of course not!" Sister Hui acted like a cat that had its tail stepped on. She erupted with anger. "Mr. Dong, is that the person you see me as? You'd rather believe an outsider instead of me?"