My Waste Husband
Chapter 1166

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 spatula crafted from pure gold was revealed.

A golden spatula!

Upon finally witnessing the Award of Dedication, everyone in the audience was struck with awe. The gold spatula 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 spatula.

As recorded in history, the golden spatula 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 spatula bore.

Henry smiled and picked up the golden spatula from the tray.

Upon seeing a young man like Henry pick up the golden spatula, 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 explanation!"

"Yes, explain this!"

The moment someone took the lead to voice out their thoughts, people followed suit immediately. Voices of countless people demanding an explanation 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 flashed 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."

Henry held the golden spatula 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 culinary competition. 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 similar to smashing a huge rock into a calm lake, 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 become 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 accept 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 spatula and presented it to Mr. Dong, who was sitting right next to him. He smiled and said, "Congratulations, Mr. Dong."

Mr. Dong stared at the golden spatula 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 accept the award!" The judge looked at Mr. Dong in a daze and laughed 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 his lap, 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 a complete 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 spatula into Mr. Dong's hands once more.

Mr. Dong accepted the golden spatula almost subconsciously.

The moment Mr. Dong received the golden spatula, the judges took the lead in applauding him. A strong thunder of applause 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 accept Mr. Dong as the winner of the award.

Mr. Dong stared at the golden spatula in his hands blankly. 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 blank gaze was still fixed at the golden spatula 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 relationship 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 accomplish by doing all of that behind my back?"