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They even forgot to wonder how the golden fried rice came to be on the empty plate.

"Sir, do you still have the golden fried rice you mentioned? I'm willing to pay for it."

A diner looked at the fried rice on the plate, took a deep breath, and revealed a look of intoxication.

The item in front of him had already been sold to Baratie for five million Berries, so he certainly wouldn't be foolish enough to buy it through an auction.

Instead, they cleverly asked if there was a second serving.

After all, just by smelling this aroma, you know that the fried rice is of excellent quality.

Fang Yi smiled politely and shook his head, saying, "Only one copy."

After saying that, he looked at Sanji, who was standing there in a daze, and held out his hand to signal him to taste it as soon as possible.

"The golden rice grains are because they are coated with sweet egg liquid. The fried rice is cooked to perfection, so each grain is distinct. The wild vegetables and sesame seeds are just right..."

Sanji calmed himself down, picked up the soup spoon next to him, and scooped up some fried rice.

With his extraordinary culinary talent, he quickly figured out the general recipe for this golden fried rice.

While it requires exceptional culinary skills to achieve this level, the process is not complicated.

If I were to do it myself, I should be able to make it too.

But... why does it smell so good, and why does it have that golden glow?

With that thought in mind, Sanji put the fried rice into his mouth.

Pupils tremble.

The beautiful mountains and rivers, the exquisite towers and the continuous rooftops clearly appeared in my mind, as if I were seeing the scenery of Sichuan that I had never been to before.

The delicious flavors reached the depths of my soul, and it was as if someone was playing a beautiful melody in my ears.

Sanji snapped out of his daze, trembling all over, his eyes filled with confusion and shock, and asked, "How could there be such a dish?"

"I've said it before, your culinary skills are the limit that an average chef can achieve."

"And this golden fried rice has surpassed the limits of ordinary chefs."

This is the limitation of the rules of the world, or it can be said to be the difference in the attributes of the world.

In the world of Chinese Cooking Master, most of the origins are contained in the legendary cooking utensils and various chefs. Chefs who can make delicious dishes are just like swordsmen and Devil Fruit awakeners in the world of One Piece, and are the most core existences in the world.

In such a world, the core is the chef and the cuisine, and the rules of the entire world are constantly evolving and developing the cuisine.

The dishes the chefs create are like the Haki of the One Piece world, embodying the chefs' soul and will.

This level of skill is simply unmatched by ordinary chefs.

"Culinary arts that transcend limits!"

Sanji devoured the entire plate of golden fried rice in a flash, tears welling up in his eyes.

Ever since he came to the legendary sea with ingredients from all over the world, an even more urgent and necessary dream arose in his heart: to acquire the culinary skills to create dishes that transcend the limits.

very good.

Fang Yi's smile remained unchanged as he watched Sanji's expression gradually change until it finally became fanatical.

Judging from the appearance, this golden fried rice is quite powerful.

This was enough to make Sanji Black Leg, who would later become one of the three admirals of the Straw Hat Pirates, eagerly become a die-hard player of the Reincarnation Game.

Chapter 148 Sanji: The Battle for the King of the Coast - I'm in!

"How exactly is this golden fried rice made?"

Sanji racked his brains but still couldn't come up with a way to make this fried rice.

"Shuchuan, Juxialou?"

"I've never heard of that before. Could it be some other sea area or the Grand Line, not the East China Sea?"

The diners and chefs were also moved by Sanji's reaction.

The most likely source of such a dish that could move even the top chefs in the East Blue to tears or make them concede defeat is the mysterious Grand Line.

"No matter how delicious the dish is, how could it possibly emit golden light?"

One chef raised a question, speculating: "I've heard of a Devil Fruit that grants various amazing abilities after consumption. Is it possible that the chef who made this dish ate a Devil Fruit related to food?"

He had traveled to the Grand Line with Zeff, so he knew about the existence of Devil Fruits.

Fang Yi looked utterly helpless.

This is a unique feature of the pirate world: anything incomprehensible is attributed to a Devil Fruit.

Hearing this,

Sanji also raised his curly eyebrows, revealing a look of inquiry and anticipation.

He had also heard rumors about Devil Fruits.

If it really is a product of a Devil Fruit, then such a dish is completely meaningless, and he would be very disappointed. In the end, it is just a Devil's ability, which cannot show the chef's true skills, let alone reach a higher level.

He lost to a Devil Fruit, not a particular chef, yet he still managed to retain his reputation and status as a top chef.

but,

Sanji doesn't care about these empty titles. He hopes that a real chef can make such perfect dishes, rather than Devil Fruits. His chef's spirit is to constantly pursue higher cooking skills, make more delicious dishes, and see the happy expressions on the faces of diners after they eat the food.

Is it really a Devil Fruit?

Sanji involuntarily held his breath.

"It's not a Devil Fruit."

Fang Yi gave an affirmative answer, saying, "In another world where there is no conflict between pirates and the navy, there is a gourmet world that can nurture the ultimate ingredients and give rise to powerful cooking techniques."

"Those who create food in the culinary world can no longer be called chefs, but should be called explorers!"

"Like some pirates with dreams, they embark on journeys to find dangers and powerful ingredients around the world,"

"A beast whose flesh melts on the tongue and a layer of oil rises to the surface; a tree that bears delicious shrimp and crab meat all year round; a spring that flows with an endless stream of fragrant brandy; some of these ingredients are even more dangerous than sea kings..."

"And the dream of every chef is to personally capture these ingredients, cook up the ultimate cuisine, and complete a life menu that showcases their culinary achievements!"

Fang Yi's voice slowly flowed into everyone's ears.

Whether it's "Cooking Master Boy" or "Gourmet Hunter," both possess exceptional cooking skills and delicious ingredients. Any chef with a chef's spirit would find it impossible to refuse such a request.

really,

Sanji was so engrossed in these words that he murmured, "A menu for life, that's right, a true chef should have their own menu for life!"

Go on adventures around the world, searching for the rarest and most precious ingredients, and use the most advanced culinary skills of your life to create a menu for your entire life.

This is the dream that every chef should pursue!

Compared to this exciting dream, even the dream of finding the legendary sea seems like a small goal!

"Are you kidding me, another world?"

"Did I hear that right? He wasn't talking about the Grand Line, but another world?"

"It's not like Rolando's fictional story from the West Sea, how could there be another world!"

Everyone was talking about it.

However, seeing Paddy being kicked out and witnessing the unique appeal of Golden Fried Rice, their discussions became quiet, tinged with skepticism.

Even in the Grand Line, where people have access to far more information, most would scoff at the Sky Islands.

Not to mention, Fang Yi directly stated the existence of another world.

"I believe!"

Sanji's expression turned serious. To be precise, he didn't just believe, but was willing to pursue the unknown for a new dream.

It doesn't matter whether it's a sky island or another world.

New dreams, a new menu for life!

Sanji took a breath, then bowed deeply and pleaded, "Could you tell me the way to another world?"

The fact that the other party can produce golden fried rice and offer a menu of life experiences means they must have witnessed such a world firsthand.

Fang Yi shook his head slightly and asked, "It seems you're not ready to complete the menu of life yet."

Although it was a question, the tone was very confident.

It's as if they can see right through people's hearts.

Sanji looked wistful, then said firmly, "Yes, Baratie is my home. Old man Zeff hasn't acknowledged my skills yet, but one day I'll set sail and find my own menu for life..."

"Someday?"

Suddenly, an old man named Zeff, wearing a chef's hat and with a limp, walked into the restaurant and said sarcastically, "Rather than saying one day, it's more accurate to say you'll never go to sea in your lifetime, because even a hundred years from now, I'll never acknowledge your culinary skills."

"You damned old man, that's incredibly arrogant of you!"

The chefs made way for the head chef of the floating restaurant, Baratie.

He slowly walked to the dining table, bowed slightly to Fang Yi who was sitting there, took out the soup spoon he used for tasting the food, and picked up the crumbs of golden fried rice from the plate.

In a flash,

He stood frozen in place, and after a long while, he came to his senses and muttered, "So that's how it is."

boom.

He kicked Sanji, sending him tumbling away.

Sanji scrambled to his feet from the mess of tables and chairs, angrily demanding, "Old man, what's wrong with you?!"

"get out."

Zeff retorted without hesitation, "With your current skills, do you really think Barratier Restaurant will go out of business without you?"

"If you want my culinary skills to be recognized, go out to sea. When you can make a dish as good as this golden fried rice, then come back and stand in front of me."

The chefs around them remained silent.