books44 Chapter 338 The Chef's Will
Chapter 338 The Chef's Will
Chapter 338 The Chef's Will
Being stared at by two pairs of eyes at the same time, Fan Wei remained calm and composed. He smiled, as sunny as ever.
"Director Tong and Your Highness, I appreciate your kindness, but I am a chef and I certainly have some ideas of my own on how to make better food."
"In order to prepare better food for you, can you let me make my own decisions?"
The straightforward and clear-minded speech stunned Delain. You know, almost no one in the empire has ever rejected him.
He admired Fan Wei's strength and was also looking forward to his unique cooking skills as rumored. His personal visit this time was actually an invitation.
But it seems that I was rejected!
And it was two consecutive rejections. This person didn't even give face to the director of the Tong Agency.
"This..." The eldest prince laughed in silence, not knowing whether he was angry or surprised. This Misler Fan really dared to think!
"In the empire, only the strong can control their own destiny, Mr. Misle." With a complicated mentality, Delain said to Fan Wei.
This is a warning and also a caution.
But Fan Wei remained unmoved, and instead raised the corner of his mouth, "In fact, it is the same everywhere. Being strong not only refers to one's strength, but also to one's heart."
These words made the eldest prince silent. He thought of something and seemed to be touched. He moved his lips but did not speak, and finally remained silent.
"What you are doing is not in my plan." Tong said to Fan Wei with a bad tone through the mask.
She wanted to help Fan Wei become stronger and lead him on the glorious and glorious road to saving the world, but this guy didn't listen to her at all! I don't know whether to say he has a strong personality or is stubborn.
"Where you cook has nothing to do with the venue."
Tong finally tried to keep Fan Wei.
"Tsk, Director Tong." The eldest prince suddenly spoke in a teasing tone: "Mr. Misle obviously doesn't want to stay here. A forced melon is not sweet."
This remark was meaningful, and Tong rolled her eyes behind the mask.
She was not stupid. She could tell what the prince was thinking from his tone of voice. What a superficial guy!
I am not such a casual person. I am just doing this for Misler's good!
"I understand your good intentions." Fan Wei smiled gently at Tong: "But there is a saying that there are no roads in the world. When more people walk on it, it becomes a road."
"Destiny is something that you create yourself."
"I will listen to good advice, but I will not change my will. This is who I am, how I exist in the world! And the impact I will make on this world."
Without any intention of seeking profit or avoiding harm, Fan Wei's path is to move forward in the direction he sees.
No matter what he encounters, he will overcome it!
Until he falls down or reaches the desired end.
"Misler, you bastard!" Tong was also silent. She was a prophet, an existence that followed the thread of fate. What Fan Wei said seemed so reckless to her.
...and so passionate.
"Forget it. I don't care about you anymore. When you get into trouble, come and ask me for help!" I didn't know why I chose to trust and let go.
Looking at Fan Wei standing in the hall with confidence, Tong felt that this man indeed had a unique charm!
"Well, since Director Tong has taken a step back..." Delain was a little surprised that the other party let Fan Wei go so easily. He thought Tong would seize the unspoken rules and be tough to the end.
"Then I won't do evil for others. I'd rather follow your idea, Misr."
Although the original intention was to recruit Fan Wei, if the other party is unwilling, forcing him may backfire.
The biggest difference between Delain and his brothers and sisters is that he is not always tough. His understanding of strength is not just superficial, he believes that strength is something deeper.
This made him agree with Fan Wei's statement that strength also lies within.
"So what do you want to do, Mr. Misr?"
Walking down from the second-floor terrace and dispersing the crowd in the hall, Delain formally stood beside Fan Wei and asked him his thoughts with interest.
"Since I have come to the Empire, I naturally have to make a contribution."
Fan Wei spoke with a smile. Although he acted independent, he knew that he had to show his own value in other people's territory.
It is naive to think that just a few words can have much weight.
"I think the warriors of the empire would be interested in improving their own strength. My cooking can be of some help in this regard."
"A small favor?" The eldest prince's eyes flickered, and the place that interested him the most came here.
When he heard about the true abilities that Misler Fan possessed, he was skeptical for a while. Could it be true?
"Monster cuisine, and special dishes that can help people improve their abilities?"
"What! You mean you can become stronger by eating?!"
As soon as the eldest prince finished speaking, a close minister beside him could not help but exclaimed, and after realizing the impoliteness, he quickly stepped back.
Strength is so attractive to the people of the Empire!
Looking at the pairs of passionate eyes cast at him, Fan Wei smiled slightly, "Of course this is not easy. I need to prepare dishes tailored to each person, and I also need corresponding monsters as ingredients."
"What is the material?" someone asked directly.
They were surprised and incredulous, but couldn't wait to try it out!
"How about this."
Fan Wei has come up with an idea, "In order to help the empire train strong and loyal warriors, before the restaurant opens, I will first help everyone prepare exclusive dishes."
“But because the production is very energy-intensive, all places are limited and reservations are required.”
"The decision on these places will be left to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. You will need to collect the ingredients on your own."
Fan Wei certainly would not really devote his whole heart to helping the imperial people become stronger. He deliberately revealed that making special food is not easy, which is in line with common sense.
Appropriate hunger marketing will also make his value more precious.
At the same time, giving the quota to the eldest prince is both a favor and a diversion. I believe that His Royal Highness the Prince will be happy to take on this job and the reward.
"Okay, Mr. Misr has this intention. On behalf of the empire, I welcome you with full sincerity!"
Delain was even happier to find that Fan Wei was not only a strong personality but also very capable and thoughtful. He thought that having him as an ally would definitely be of great help to his career.
Don’t you see that the senior officials around are all ready to make a move?
Strength is something that becomes increasingly difficult to improve as you advance in your career. The bottlenecks you encounter in terms of physical fitness, energy, and skills become increasingly narrow and difficult to break through.
It may even be that your life will end here!
This is unacceptable to the imperial people who seek higher status, more power, and more security.
As long as there is a way to break through, even if it is just a groundless rumor, they are willing to try, and Fan Wei patted his chest to make the promise in front of His Royal Highness the Prince.
How can one not be full of expectations? !
If it weren't for the serious atmosphere of the empire, there would probably be a lot of people begging Delain right now.
Oh no...someone is indeed already flirting with His Royal Highness.
"Hey, don't be anxious." Raising his hand to calm everyone's flustered hearts, Delain said, "Mr. Misl has just arrived in the imperial capital, we should hold a welcoming ceremony first."
"Yes, yes, yes!" Everyone echoed, wanting to leave a good impression in front of the prince and Fan Wei.
"Want to go together?"
Of course Fan Wei would not refuse, and asked Tong who was standing beside him.
"No, I've already welcomed you, and besides, I don't like going outside." Touching the mask, Tong turned around silently and walked towards the room underground.
"Then I will come back to visit you in person with gifts."
Behind him, Fan Wei smiled. Tong paused and raised his right hand gracefully.
"Got it." There was a hint of smile in her voice.