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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, Chrysanthemum Pavilion?"

"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 food is, how could it possibly emit a golden glow?"

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.

Upon 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 culinary delights can no longer be called chefs; they 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 them into the ultimate cuisine, and create a culinary masterpiece that showcases their life's 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 completely absorbed in these words, muttering to himself, "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 'The West Sea's' fictional story; how could there be another world?"

The crowd was buzzing with discussion.

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 it!"

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 your 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 Restaurant is my home. Old man Zeff hasn't acknowledged my cooking skills yet, but one day I will 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 lost."

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 delicious as this golden fried rice, then come back and stand in front of me."

The chefs around them remained silent.

Even Chef Zeff has become like this, so just how delicious is that golden fried rice?

He didn't say a word.

Sanji stared intently at Zeff, but after half a minute, he gave in and sneered, "Fine, since you old man Zeff say so, then I've wanted to leave this lousy restaurant for a long time!"

He looked at Fang Yi, his face filled with the excitement and anticipation of leaving the Barratier Restaurant, and asked, "Sir, I'm ready to beg you to show me the way to completing my life's menu!"

"Right there."

Fang Yi, seemingly oblivious to his emotions, pointed to the Den Den Mushi image on the wall and said, "In the East China Sea, that Game Trial Tower contains items that can help you reach a higher level of culinary skill."

"very good!"

Sanji had no doubts. After quickly packing his luggage, he stepped onto the boat where he usually went to buy groceries.

He didn't even turn his head back, seemingly having no lingering attachment to the Barratier restaurant.

"There are some fairly fresh tomatoes on the bottom cover of the ship's hold, don't forget to eat them."

Zeff remained expressionless, but ultimately couldn't help but speak.

"That old man is so long-winded!"

Sanji still didn't turn around, but his voice, full of sobs, came through: "It's just the East Blue. I can come back to Baratie anytime. When that happens, I'll definitely take your head chef position."

"Just you wait!"

(End of this chapter)