Chapter 340 Memory
This taste, with infinite changes, slowly flows into the heart, turning into a river that contains all things and flows in the heart.

Its changing taste brings completely different feelings to everyone and triggers completely different thoughts.

The man seemed to see his past in a trance. It was as if he had another pair of eyes, and he recalled the past from a higher perspective.

After half a lifetime of ups and downs, you will know your honor and disgrace yourself.

Every experience he had, every historical moment that he remembered, turned into a petal, remaining quietly in his heart.

Those past events that once caused him pain, happy achievements, and exciting scenes gradually faded in time, from intense to calm, from bright and beautiful, and finally turned into a white coat.

Just like he is now.

Gain and lose, and in the end nothing is left, as if everything you have done is completely in vain.

But not so.

Everything you have experienced, even if it eventually fades away, even if all that is left is memories, and this memory is still a unique thing in the world.

It does not need the support of reality and will remain in our heart forever.

Just like the petals in his heart representing memories, they eventually come together to become a unique flower, forever existing in his memory.

This flower is simple, yet full of vitality and vigor.

Nothing in the world is eternal. People are always repeating the process of gaining and losing.

Time takes away the real body, but leaves its spirit, which lives on in memory.

Until one day it is forgotten, until it withers in memory, its life will come to an end.

How can I forget it?

How could I forget? I can't forget any of the experiences in this life, whether they were painful or pleasant, whether they were gains or losses.

But at this moment, he can face the past that he once didn't want to recall with a calm mood. Looking back from now, it actually has a different kind of fun.

Although those heart-touching memories have lost their excitement, what I feel more is gratitude.

Be grateful that such wonderful things have appeared in your life.

A peaceful smile appeared on the official's face and he closed his eyes as if he was having a sweet dream.

In Chef Tang's heart, his past obsession with cooking and his excessive criticism of the three heroes were now revealed to him.

Looking back at the past from a third-party perspective, he began to notice things he had never noticed before.

He noticed that his wife's face was becoming increasingly haggard because of his harsh criticism.

Notice the pain, unwillingness, and gradually accumulated resentment and dissatisfaction of the three heroes towards themselves.

Yes, it is for oneself.

Even though Chef Tang treated him so cruelly, the three heroes never hated him.

The only person Sanjie hates is himself, the incompetent self who cannot satisfy his father.

The three heroes didn't hate him, but Chef Tang hated himself.

I hate him for not realizing it earlier, I hate him for venting his dissatisfaction on the three heroes, I hate him for being overly harsh on the three heroes in the past, suppressing their growth and destroying their self-confidence.

Memories, countless memories swirled in his mind, and every scene seemed to be constantly accusing him.

Chef Tang did not hide away, he watched it all and kept it in mind.

He had done wrong, so he couldn't do it again.

Fortunately, he did not lose too much, and fortunately, there is still room for improvement.

Gradually, beautiful scenes emerged in my memory. The smiles of my son and wife illuminated my heart like bright sunshine.

This is exactly what he wants to protect and what he wants to pursue.

It cannot be forgotten.

Whether good or bad, sad or happy, these memories that remain in our hearts cannot be forgotten.

Memories of the past also emerged in Huang Yang's mind.

He and his brothers had worked together through the bitter past, suffered together, and gained wealth together. He knew that some things could not last forever, even brotherhood.

As events change, people’s hearts will also change.

Among the brothers who follow him now, how many of them truly obey him, truly trust him, and truly regard him as their big brother?

I'm afraid there aren't many left.

Sometimes, he would feel heartbroken.

These seemingly brothers may stab him in the back at any time.

They increasingly regarded their past loyalty as useless and felt that he, as their eldest brother, was ridiculous.

Sometimes, Huang Yang even felt that the so-called loyalty he always preached could not convince even himself.

Do you still want to persist?
Hang on, what else is necessary?

When faced with something that you will eventually lose, isn’t it better to let go sooner?
Huang Yang didn't know.

At this moment, the memories awakened by the delicious food were the past they had experienced, the mutual support and companionship in those painful years, and the sincere calls of "Brother", the calls that Huang Yang thought he would never hear again.

The brothers have not left, they are in his heart, always there.

So what's the answer?
The answer that he once thought would not exist appeared in Huang Yang's mind at this moment.

Huang Yang couldn't help but smile with relief.

Whether they consider him as their big brother or not, he will still consider them as brothers.

Fulfill your duties as a big brother until the end.

Only in this way can he live up to their brotherhood and the word "righteousness" in his heart.

Even if all this will be lost eventually, he will still hold it tightly at this moment.

Even after losing, he can still leave behind memories.

There were many conflicts between Shen Cong and Xu Qing. Out of the idea of ​​knowing oneself and the enemy, he had to taste this dish.

He was mentally prepared for Xu Qing's dishes.

After all, I have tasted it once and experienced its shocking taste.

Although Shen Cong's feelings were not as profound as those of top chefs like Chef Tang, he could easily sense that Xu Qing's strength was incredibly strong.

I'm afraid the number of people in this world who can make this kind of dish can be counted on one hand.

And since this was the dish Xu Qing prepared in the cooking competition, he had already tasted it once, so he had an advantage over the others. He would not be overwhelmed by the deliciousness of the dish and would not be completely smitten by it.

This is what Shen Cong originally thought.

But the dish in front of him was far beyond his expectations.

First of all, the taste is better than the previous dishes.

The dish that Shen Cong once thought was extremely delicious actually became a little ordinary in the face of this deliciousness.

But this ordinary is only ordinary in comparison.

The delicious taste in the mouth was so unique and indescribable, so wonderful that the original dish seemed plain in comparison to it.

This infinitely mysterious delicacy brings an unprecedented sense of novelty. It is a combination of the new and the correct. It is a wonderful work that surpasses itself again on a road that has already reached the extreme.

But what shocked Shen Cong even more was not the taste itself.

But the meaning contained in it.

Shen Cong had never experienced this kind of soul-shaking feeling before.

His thoughts were like a trickle of water, rushing in from all directions, leaving him unable to resist and no desire to resist.

Just let your thoughts penetrate deep into your soul.

(End of this chapter)