Wonderful trip to another world

"Ah!"

This great figure in the kitchen industry, known as the "Eternal God of Cooking", uttered a childlike cry at this moment. The cake in his mouth had not been chewed, but he was crying in such an indecent and imageless manner.

Although I don't know exactly what happened, the three people on the big screen conveyed an inexplicable sentiment, and everyone on the sidelines was gradually rendered.

Cries replaced cheers, "father and mother", or "sister and brother" or other people's names, constantly ringing from the outside, this scene is funny, but also sentimental.

"Mom! I will cook for you!"

"Ahhh! I want to go home, I'm leaving first!"

"Brother, where are you? My brother is looking for you!"

A series of inexplicable words were conveyed, pushing the sentiment to the top. Everyone felt inexplicable, but they also felt that this situation was taken for granted.

Hillsius on the battle stage was also stunned at the moment. She looked around, and finally looked at the remaining dishes on Belem's kitchen table, and slowly walked over.

"Because of this?"

Hillsius was silent, and then slowly put the dish in her mouth, her face expressionless from the beginning, and finally, she pursed her mouth, with tears flickering in the corners of her eyes, she took a deep breath and took the The complex emotions were suppressed, and then slowly raised his head and looked at the sky, exhaling a long breath.

Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty-Nine: The Entrusted Mind

On the edge of the arena, Belen was watching five girls eating their meals. The outcome is not important anymore. If there is a belief in cooking, then he might have found it.

Belem asked curiously: "Is it delicious?"

"good to eat!"

The five girls unanimously responded to Belém's words with words like this, and Belém also nodded with satisfaction, then turned around and prepared to return to the arena.

As long as they feel delicious, that's enough.

It has become very interesting both on and off the court, and "God of Cooking" Rex has slowly calmed down at this moment, and he is still choking. It is really rare for such a big man to appear such a gentle appearance.

Rex put the last piece of stuffing in his mouth and chewed. After swallowing his stomach, he smiled contentedly. This middle-aged man, who has always been sloppy, felt a sense of vicissitudes.

The belief of this dish is understood only by those who really understand it. It has nothing to do with whether the dish is delicious or not, and it has nothing to do with whether the dish is called a superb.

When Belen returned to the judges' table, Favna took a deep breath and looked at the young man in front of her. She asked, "How did you make this dish?"

There is no doubt that people who have tasted it will touch the heart, and this magic-like effect is really incredible, and they don't think it is magic, because no matter which of the three of them, they are all He is a magister, but he did not feel the existence of magic.

Hearing this question, Belen thought for a while, and then a flash of light in his mind, he thought of a very appropriate sentence, he said: "To borrow a friend of mine, cooking is to put everything on the plate , And this dish contains everything I have now."

Obviously, he looked like that decadent half a year ago, he knew it very well, but now even he himself feels how full his heart is.

The loneliness and plainness in spring and summer, and the joy and happiness after autumn and winter, all of this now, the changes in this year, are all that Belem has now.

This has nothing to do with the level of cooking, but what Belen has to do is to present a dish completely in front of the person he wants to give.

He put everything about himself into this dish.

The belief contained in it is very simple, in fact, looking forward to the coming year.

This is a small belief, but it contains enough power to move everyone's face, but this dish has something that makes Rex more concerned.

"Mr. Belem, are there any more?"

Hearing the sound of Leia shouting with a horn in the distance, Belen looked at the remaining dishes on his table, hurriedly ran over to the plate and walked off the battle platform.

Taking a look at Belem's back, Rex looked at the talented girl Hillsius in front of him, and he asked, "Little girl, who do you think has won this game?"

Hillsius was startled when he heard the words, and then turned his head and looked at Belén, who was with his family in the distance, a smile on the face of this talented girl.

"He won."

Even she had to admit that there was something she didn't have in that man's cooking, that kind of thing seemed to have known each other before, and seemed to have owned it.

Rex smiled and said: "His cooking contains something more moving than belief, that is, his mind. In that cooking, he has a heart for his family."

That man's cooking contains his thoughts on his family, and this feeling can be felt by others. This is the power of that cooking.

Mind...?

Hillsius was stunned, she pursed her mouth, and then smiled bitterly, because the so-called "mind" is the simplest, but it is the hardest to look at them.

The more I climbed to the heights, the more I forgot my original intention.

Is there any chef whose cooking was not made for someone in the first place?It's just that, after going further and further, I have forgotten the road behind me.

The same is true for Belém. Before the finals, he had already planned to give up because he did not understand the so-called cooking beliefs. It was not until Lumia's "I am hungry" that his true heart was awakened.

Why does he study cooking?There must be a reason for this, but what is the reason?As time and the surrounding things are different, Belen has long forgotten.

Only today did I gradually recall it.

Once there was a very long-winded woman who taught him how to cook, and the reason why he studied so hard was not to make that person show a satisfied look while eating?

In fact, the original intention of cooking has always been around. The reason why he learned to cook is not to eat for those who make him want to cook for him.

Belen looked at the few girls in front of him, the content in his eyes could not be seen by others, and he couldn't help but remember the past, he looked up at the sky.

Where are you?

Rex sat on the chair, his eyes full of feelings. How long has he not returned to his hometown?When the event is over, it's time to go back.

The mind will blossom and bear fruit.

When it was still a seed, after countless winds and rains, it would surely take root and sprout. In the process, the people who cared for it gradually lost their way and were disturbed by many things in life. Finally Forget about the flowers and fruits that are already in full bloom.

Rex looked at the meditating girl. The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Just as the young man said, cooking is actually done for someone, and his thoughts are pure. The cooking is for the family."

After all, there are limits to the deliciousness that can be tasted in cooking, but there is no limit to the mind that it contains.

For this, Hillseus has also realized it, but it takes a certain amount of time to find the feeling of the original intention. She knows that she has found the way.

In that small town, the little girl and her mother dine in a restaurant. The restaurant there is not very high-end, but the dishes it serves are very delicious, so delicious that the woman can enjoy it. A satisfied smile appeared.

And that smile fell in the girl's eyes and became the driving force for her to move forward. I don't know when, that smile had been blurred in her mind, until now, when she recalled it again, the girl was moved.

"I understand."

Hillsius squeezed her hand, she took a deep breath and smiled again.

Winner!"Unstable chopper"!

With cheers everywhere, the new god of cooks in the kitchen world was born, and the newspaper will be very busy on this day.