The entire royal kitchen suddenly fell completely silent. Almost all of the chefs turned toward the servant who was making his way toward Meg with astonishment etched on their faces.
"H-how is this possible?!" Vasir's mouth gaped open, and he could hardly believe his ears.
Nandel's eyes turned white, and he directly fell backwards. His disciple was so scared that he hurriedly reached out to support him, extremely flustered.
Everyone had been trying to guess who the best dish of the banquet would be, but no one would've thought that the award would go to a completely unknown chef from Chaos City.
A tall and thin chef beside Bellmann stepped forward with an incredulous expression, and yelled, "That's impossible! Steward Tyron, have you made a mistake? How could the best dish of the banquet be won by a completely unknown chef? Isn't His Majesty's favorite food Chef Bellmann's? "
"That's right! Master has won the best dish of the banquet for nine consecutive years; how could he lose?"
"Master cooked over 10 dishes today, and he only cooked a few dishes? There must be a mistake somewhere! "
Bellmann's disciples all began to voice their doubts with indignation etched on their faces.
All of the other chefs also chimed in in agreement. There was only one best dish of the banquet, so it was much easier for them to accept the award being given to a renowned chef like Bellmann rather than a young chef from Chaos City.
Bellmann had also stopped wiping the stove, and a hint of dejection appeared on his face. However, he wasn't too enraged or agitated either.
Tyron stopped in his tracks. As a trusted servant of the king, he naturally knew that Bellmann had been the king's favorite chef for the past few decades. However, the dark horse that had appeared out of nowhere today was far too powerful. Bellmann's reputation seemed to have been overshadowed by the fact that he had won the best chef award at the palace banquet. It was understandable that his apprentices had doubts about Bellmann.
However, it was no small matter to question the king's decision. A serious expression appeared on Tyron's face as he said, "The best dish of the banquet was awarded to His Majesty in front of all of the guests, and there's no mistake about it. All three of Mr. Meg's dishes have been praised by the king and all of the guests, and he deserves the best dish of the banquet. He was even summoned to the palace to receive his reward, so there's no question about it. Also, Mr. Meg is not some unknown chef. He is a chef personally invited by His Highness the Second Prince. "
Tai Lun's words were like a bucket of ice water poured over them. The Dining Hall quieted down once again. The chefs' expressions changed slightly, but they didn't dare to say anything.
Since His Majesty had already allowed Meg to go to His Majesty's palace to receive his reward, this was already a foregone conclusion. What surprised the chefs even more was that Meg had actually been invited by His Majesty, the second prince. This level of identity was not something that ordinary chefs could casually provoke.
A chef from Chaos City had defeated all the top chefs from the Norland Continent.
This would probably be the most incredible topic in the cooking world this year.
"Wow! Uncle Meg is too awesome! "
"Uncle Meg is my idol now that he's the chef who cooked all by himself and won the Best Dish award!"
Lukaka and Luluka were looking at Meg with reverence and reverence in their eyes. The Best Dish award was something that they could only look up to, but now that it had been won by Meg, they suddenly felt as if their dreams had become reality.
Kalulu's mouth was still gaping wide open as he looked at Meg, and praised, "This is probably what they mean by … the true master never shows his true colors."
"Please come in, Mr. Meg. His Majesty and all of our esteemed guests are still waiting in the palace." Tai Lun made his way over to Meg, and was a little surprised by how young Meg was, but he still smiled as he spoke.
Barring any mishaps, this young chef was most likely going to be His Majesty's favorite chef for a very long time in the future.
Of course, if the second prince were to inherit the throne in the future, then Tai Lun would most likely still be the owner of this Dining Hall.
Meg removed his apron, but didn't appear to be overly excited. He nodded with a smile as he looked at Tai Lun, and said, "Please come in."
Was he not happy?
No, he was overjoyed!
Completing the mission was naturally something to be happy about. The Sword of Damocles hanging over his head had been removed, and he didn't have to worry about the system's mission anymore.
Meg nodded at Kalulu and Kalulu with a smile on his face, then followed Tai Lun to the entrance of the Dining Hall. The three of them were quite nice.
As for the envious and jealous gazes from the other chefs, he simply smiled and accepted them.
Pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger was indeed very satisfying. Looking at all of the chefs who wanted to beat him to death, but couldn't do so, he felt even more delighted.
When they were about to reach the entrance of the Dining Hall, Bellman wiped his hands with a dry towel and walked up to Meg. He extended his aged right hand with a smile on his face, and said, "Congratulations, Chef Meg."
Meg stopped in his tracks and looked at the smile on Bellman's wrinkled face. After a moment of hesitation, he also extended his right hand and shook Bellman's hand. "Thank you."
"Even though I didn't get to taste your dishes, judging from the names of your dishes, they must be very interesting. I hope that all young chefs can be as creative as you. This is a blessing for the world of chefs," Bellman said as he looked into Meg's eyes.
"I think so," Meg nodded with a smile as he felt the warmth and strength from Bellman's aged hand.
The smile on Bellman's face grew even wider, and he let go of Tang Wulin's hand. "Let's go then. It's quite interesting to win this award for the first time. Of course, once you win more, you won't care about it anymore."
"Okay." Meg nodded at Bellman's smile. He was a generous old man, after all. He quickened his pace and caught up with Tai Lun.
After exiting the dining hall, Tai Lun led Meg toward the Dining Hall. Along the way, Tai Lun gave him a few reminders of the taboos and etiquette that he had to follow.
After all, this was his first time going to the Dining Hall, so Meg naturally committed all of these to memory. In a feudal society like this, a single misstep could result in his head being chopped off by the king.
"Ding! Congratulations, Host. Your spicy grilled fish has defeated chefs from all over the Norland Continent and received the title of Best Dish. You have also completed a system mission and received a super reward: a chance to recover to your peak power for a short period of time! At the same time, your restaurant has been upgraded to level three, and you can check all of the restaurant's privileges and upgrades after you return to your restaurant! "
Right at this moment, the system's voice sounded in Meg's mind.
"Holy f * ck!"
Meg exclaimed upon hearing the system's words.
"Hmm?"
Tai Lun turned to Meg with a perplexed expression.
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