Chapter 147: Sanji: I Have a New Dream!

All eyes were on him.

Fang Yi just casually took an empty plate and covered it.

It was as simple as children playing house.

"Just like that?"

Even Sanji's brow furrowed, feeling somewhat fooled.

Patty was even more furious and wanted to take action, to drive the lying diner out of the restaurant and give him a good beating.

Bang.

The violent chef, who could even defeat Pirates, was thrown out like a rag doll.

After crashing through several dining tables, he even smashed a huge hole in the wall.

Yet, they saw the little girl, who looked like delicate porcelain, still maintaining the posture of having extended her finger, her cheeks puffed out, saying somewhat indignantly: "My master didn't take advantage of you."

She sensed that the food inside the plate contained an origin similar to the ingredients consumed by Baratie Restaurant just now.

"One finger?"

The regular diners who had wanted to intervene retreated one after another.

The chefs all assumed fighting stances, picking up kitchen knives and clubs; they had encountered many such malicious guests who would beat the chefs after eating their fill, and they already had experience in dealing with enemies.

It was just that...

Turning his head slightly to look at the bruised and swollen Patty crawling back from outside the wall, the hand holding the knife trembled slightly.

He had never seen a guy who could defeat Patty, the third strongest among the chefs, with just one finger.

Even those great Pirates with bounties of tens of millions couldn't do that, right?

"A Fu."

Fang Yi rubbed the White-haired Loli's head and stopped her.

Don't look at A Fu as usually being simple-minded; after he fused two World Fragments, A Fu also rose to prominence along with him.

If thrown into the already opened Second Tier New World, he might not dare to speak for the Arad Continent, but sweeping across the four seas of the Pirate World was definitely no problem.

The atmosphere was tense.

A chef quietly said to a waiter: "Hurry, go find Manager Zhepu, and say there are malicious guests causing trouble."

Zhepu was a retired Pirate who had once sailed the Grand Line; even with one leg missing, his strength could not be underestimated.

It could be said that many of Sanji's fighting techniques were inseparable from Zhepu's teaching.

The voice reached Fang Yi's ears, and he seemed completely unconcerned about the famous former Pirate Zhepu from the East Blue coming to cause trouble, only smiling and saying: "Open it and have a taste?"

"Let me open it?"

Sanji looked strange; he had clearly seen the empty plate you covered, so does it still need me to open it?

Fang Yi smiled and nodded: "That's right, a higher realm of culinary art."

Hearing such pretentious words,

Sanji felt a bit annoyed that he had wasted so much time communicating with a liar full of nonsense.

"That's enough. Since I was fooled by your words, the meal fee will temporarily..."

Sanji reached out and placed his hand on the lid, wanting to expose Fang Yi's clumsy trick of playing with people.

Hum.

The lid was lifted a crack, and dazzling golden light erupted instantly.

All the regular diners and chefs watching the excitement were dazzled by the shining golden light bursting from the bottom of the lid.

The steaming heat, mixed with the golden light, rose into the sky like dazzling golden clouds.

"The signature dish of A Bei Xian Nu, the head chef of Juxialou in Shuchuan from the distant eastern continent..."

"Golden Fried Rice."

A fragrance enveloped the entire Baratie Restaurant.

It crazily stimulated the sense of smell of the regular diners, making them unable to help but swallow their saliva.

"Is this the fresh fragrance of wild vegetables, and the mellow aroma of sesame?"

"Is it egg fried rice? I smell the aroma of eggs and rice, but... how could it be this fragrant?"

The consumption at Baratie Restaurant was not low,

and the diners who often rushed over just to eat a delicious meal had considerable wealth. They had long since grown tired of all kinds of delicious food; let alone egg fried rice, they had even tasted fried rice made with various precious seafood or mountain delicacies.

But they had never seen fried rice that could be this fragrant.

Fang Yi looked at the reactions of the diners and chefs, and it was not surprising.

In the world of *Chuuka Ichiban! *, Chen Bangling, known as A Bei Xian Nu, had culinary skills that were absolutely at the peak of the world; even the powerful Dark Cooking Society regarded her as their number one enemy.

And this portion of Golden Fried Rice before them was the recipe left behind by Chen Bangling.

Although it was made by Xiao Dang Jia before he took the exam for Special Grade Chef, it was enough to crush all the delicacies in the Pirate World.

Clatter.

The food cover fell to the ground.

Sanji's palms trembled slightly, his eyes reflecting the afterglow of the yellow fried rice, and he was too shocked to speak.

"Cuisine that can emit golden light, what exactly is this..."

Sanji's heart felt as if it were about to jump out of his chest;

his years of experience as a chef allowed him to keenly sense that those bursting golden lights seemed to contain a strange energy.

Millions of Beli, just for a plate of fried rice?

However, this portion of fried rice did look very delicious; just by its fragrance alone, it had already surpassed all the delicacies everyone had ever eaten.

Gulp.

Inside the Baratie Restaurant, the sound of people swallowing their saliva rang out incessantly.

They even forgot to dwell on how this Golden Fried Rice had appeared on the empty plate.

"Sir, is there any more of the Golden Fried Rice you mentioned? I can pay to purchase it."

A diner looked at the fried rice on the plate, took a deep breath, and revealed an intoxicated expression.

Since the portion before him had already been sold to the Baratie for five million Beli, he naturally wouldn't be foolish enough to try and outbid them for it.

Instead, he very cleverly asked if there was a second portion.

After all, just by smelling this fragrance, he knew the quality of the fried rice could not be anything but exceptional.

Fang Yi smiled politely and shook his head, saying, "This is the only portion."

Having said that, he looked at Sanji, who was standing there in a daze, and gestured for him to taste it as soon as possible.

"The golden grains of rice are because they are coated in fragrant egg liquid; the heat of the stir-fry is mastered perfectly, so the rice grains are distinct, and the most perfect parts are the wild vegetables and sesame..."

Sanji steadied his emotions, picked up the soup spoon nearby, and scooped up some fried rice.

Relying on his far-above-average talent as a chef, he quickly figured out the general method for making this Golden Fried Rice.

Although it required exquisite culinary skills to reach this level, the process itself was not complicated.

If he were to do it himself, he should be able to make it too.

But... why did it smell like this, and what about that golden light?

Holding these thoughts, Sanji put the fried rice into his mouth.

His pupils trembled.

Beautiful landscapes, stunning towers, and continuous roof ridges clearly emerged in his mind, as if he were seeing the scenery of Shuchuan, where he had never been, with his own eyes.

The deliciousness rushed straight to the depths of his soul, and it was as if someone were playing beautiful melodies in his ears.

Sanji came back to his senses, his whole body trembling, his eyes filled with confusion and shock as he asked, "How can there be such a dish?"

"I have said, your culinary skill is the limit that an ordinary chef can reach."

"And this Golden Fried Rice has already surpassed the limits of an ordinary chef."

This is the limitation of the world's rules, or one could say it is the difference in the world's attributes.

In the world of *Chuuka Ichiban! *, most of the essence is contained within legendary kitchenware and various chefs; chefs capable of making such delicacies are, just like the Sword Masters and Awakened Devil Fruit users of the Pirate World, the most core existences of 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 cuisine.

The dishes made by these chefs are like the Haki of the Pirate World, fusing the chef's soul and will.

It is a realm that ordinary chefs simply cannot compare to.

"A dish that transcends limits!"

Sanji devoured the entire plate of Golden Fried Rice like a whirlwind, tears streaming from his eyes.

Since hearing of the All Blue, the legendary sea with ingredients from the four Si Hai, a more urgent dream had appeared in his heart that he needed to realize: to acquire the culinary skills to create such dishes that transcend limits.

Very good.

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

It seems the power of this Golden Fried Rice is very strong.

It is enough to make Black Leg Sanji, who will one day be one of the three great generals of the Straw Hat Pirates, a devoted player of the Samsara Game.

(End of this chapter)