Everyone was dumbfounded.
"What's going on?"
"I don't know! It seems like someone else is coming!"
"It seems that Alain is only the sous chef, and the real chef hasn't arrived yet!"
A certain food reporter had a crazy expression on his face, "Oh my god! I'm going crazy! Even someone of Alain's caliber can only be a sous chef? Then who is the head chef?"
Another food blogger made a God-blessed gesture, "I am already satisfied enough to see this great god in this life. Could it be, could it be... I will be lucky enough to see the legendary person today..."
"Who is it?" someone asked in confusion.
"Who else can make Alain a sous chef?" the food blogger showed a mysterious expression.
Other food journalists and knowledgeable food lovers also thought of that person at the same time, and their faces were full of disbelief, "This... This is impossible..."
“I don’t think it’s possible either!”
"There's no way I can invite that person! Otherwise I'll swallow this wine glass!"
"Then I swallow the spoon!"
…
Time passed minute by minute, and about five minutes had passed.
As all the guests waited anxiously, the door of the banquet hall finally opened again.
Leading the group was an elderly foreign man in a neatly dressed chef's uniform, followed by a team that was obviously well-trained. The elderly man walked in at a steady and unhurried pace.
The hotel owner not far away saw the person coming and hurriedly trotted over to greet him politely, extending his hand excitedly, "Mr. Danial, you are finally here! We have everything ready! We are just waiting for you!"
The old man nodded slightly, politely shook hands with the boss briefly, and then walked straight towards the chef.
Alain, who was working as the sous chef, bent down and bowed reverently to the old man at a ninety-degree angle. Then he stepped forward and helped him tie his apron and prepared lemonade for him to wash his hands.
When Fei William, who was just sitting in the corner, saw the old man, his eyes almost popped out of his head and he couldn't close his mouth for a long time, "D... Master Danial... How could it be possible... Am I... Am I dreaming..."
After saying this, he pinched himself exaggeratedly, showing a grinning expression.
Master Danial has been his idol since he entered the industry and the holy book in his heart!
Not to mention observing it from such a close distance, even if he could just take a glimpse from a distance, he would have no regrets in his life!
The original unwillingness and reluctance have now all turned into gratitude!
In the banquet hall, those who claimed to swallow the cup and spoon just now were now all confused.
"Fuck, someone pinch me! Pinch harder! I must be dreaming!"
"You'd better pinch yourself! I've pinched myself several times just now! My thighs are all purple from my pinching! I'm not dreaming!"
"Who is this old man?" Fang Ya asked curiously.
Other crew members who didn't know much about it also came over and said, "Yeah, who is this person? Is he more powerful than Fei William's master?"
One of the senior food journalists stared at the old man's every move and explained in a respectful tone: "If Fei William is the best among the younger generation of food practitioners, then his master Alain Passa is the mainstay of the food industry, representing the highest level of the food industry today..."
"What about Danial?" someone nearby immediately asked.