By evening,
Sanji collapsed onto the floor, exhausted, leaning against the cabinet, and looking at the empty food storage, a defeated expression on his face.
"Is that little girl a Sea Kings?"
He lit a cigarette, his fingers trembling as he brought it to his mouth.
Changing back into his previous waiter's attire, Sanji tidied himself up and returned to the restaurant, approaching the table of his two special guests.
"It was an honor to serve you both. How was your experience?"
For a highly skilled chef, especially one who encounters guests who allow him to cook to his heart's content, it is a truly memorable experience.
Especially when he hears his own culinary creations praised by the guests.
He looked at the beautiful white-haired porcelain doll, Afu, who was about to speak, with a triumphant expression and a hint of anticipation.
"Delicious."
Afu gave a heartfelt answer.
Although it wasn't as delicious as some of the special foods her master had exchanged for her, in the entire Pirate World, it could already be considered the pinnacle of ordinary food.
The smile on Sanji's lips stiffened slightly.
Although Afu said it was delicious, her tone seemed to suggest she was still craving more.
Could there be a chef in the entire East Blue who could make even more delicious food?
Fang Yi smiled and said, "Don't mind her. The special foods the little girl has eaten before cannot be compared to the dishes in this world. As the sous chef of Baratie, your cooking skills, even in the New World, would be highly valued by those great pirates, making you a guest of honor."
When Afu cried or was craving food, he would sometimes expend a small amount of his origin to create dishes that left a deep impression in his memory.
Those foods came from special worlds governed by food rules, and foods with the blessing of origin naturally couldn't be compared to ordinary food from the Pirate World.
This was very unfair to a chef.
"Even for the Four Emperors, I have no interest in being their chef."
Sanji frowned slightly and said, "However, what you said about special foods that I cannot compare to, I cannot pretend I didn't hear it."
Upon hearing someone question his cooking skills, any chef with true culinary spirit could not ignore it.
Fang Yi observed the curly-browed Sanji, a look of admiration in his eyes.
The Reincarnation Game's most lacking players were precisely those who had aspirations and were willing to act on them.
Inside the restaurant,
Some regular patrons of the sea restaurant, as well as kitchen colleagues who had finished their busy shifts, were also drawn by Sanji's words.
"It's Sous Chef Sanji. Someone actually said his dishes can't compare to other chefs?"
"I am a renowned gourmet in the East Blue. I've traveled all over the East Blue and haven't found a restaurant more delicious than Baratie."
The old patrons wore strange expressions.
It was the first time they had heard anyone dare to say that dishes personally prepared by the sous chef of Baratie were inferior to those of other chefs.
Paati, a fierce-looking man who was once a pirate and now served as the battle captain of the sea restaurant, narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Sirs, are you dissatisfied with the taste of the dishes?"
He scrutinized the two of them.
Customers who questioned the dishes were not uncommon; most of them were people who, after eating their fill, wanted to skip out on the bill and intentionally cause trouble to avoid paying.
Although Fang Yi and the exquisite porcelain doll accompanying him didn't look like pirates who would cause trouble or skip out on bills.
But as the saying goes, anything can happen in this sea, and one should never judge a book by its cover.
"Paati, stop acting like a pirate."
Sanji glanced at him, his tone calm: "It is a chef's duty to provide food for the hungry. I am just very curious, is there truly something lacking in my cooking skills?"
This was not only Sanji's doubt,
It was also the doubt of all the diners and chefs in the restaurant. Unless they were intentionally causing trouble to skip out on the bill, was there really a stronger chef in the East Blue?
"I apologize, you misunderstood. I didn't mean to question your cooking skills…"
Watched by countless eyes, Fang Yi's smile remained unchanged as he corrected, "Your cooking skills are very strong; this is already the limit that an ordinary chef can reach. But this is your highest achievement. A higher level of chef's realm is not something you can achieve right now."
Silence.
All the old patrons who loved Baratie were displeased by this statement.
What the other party said was too arrogant.
It was as if he was saying that Sanji was just a novice chef, and his dishes were inferior, completely unable to reach the height of a top chef in his eyes.
And in doing so, he also belittled all of them, the old patrons.
"You bastard, are you trying to cause trouble?"
If Paati could tolerate the previous words,
This feigned demeanor, as if he had tasted the ultimate delicacy and looked down on Baratie, he absolutely could not tolerate any longer.
Just as he was about to kick Fang Yi out,
"Paati, stand still!"
"Although you are the sous chef, this matter concerns the reputation of Baratie. Are you trying to stop me?"
Paati was originally a violent chef, and upon receiving such provocation, he wanted to beat up the customer, even if he was a guest.
"The meal is on the house. Can you show me a higher level of culinary skill?"
Sanji took a deep breath.
Although the other party's words were absurd, there was a strange feeling that if he didn't believe it, he might miss an opportunity.
An opportunity he would regret for the rest of his life.
Paati's face turned red with anger. He tore off his pink scarf and grabbed Sanji by the neck, saying, "Five hundred plates of seafood fried rice, two hundred bowls of seafood soup, two giant Sea Fish, and four valuable beef cattle were all eaten. Do you know how much that costs?"
Just the ingredients alone were two to three million Berries, enough for a pirate crew to hold a small feast with alcohol and meat!
"At market price, this meal would be five million Berries."
Fang Yi roughly calculated the cost of the meal and then asked, "A higher realm of cooking requires a great price, but merely tasting it, this amount of money is barely enough. Do you agree?"
Cooking was also categorized as a life skill in the Reincarnation Game.
To cultivate it, one would need tens of thousands of reward points to start, and a few hundred reward points wouldn't even be enough to buy back the proficiency lost from failed food preparations.
However, to directly purchase food, it was indeed barely enough.
Paati was so anxious he nearly jumped up, kicking Sanji in the backside and cursing, "Idiot Sanji, do you really believe him? Do you want to spend five million Berries on his lies?"
"Such a clumsy lie. I believe there are stronger chefs in the East Blue, but a 'realm' difference with Sanji? Pure nonsense!"
The old patrons and chefs also spoke up to dissuade him, some glaring angrily at Fang Yi.
Pirates also had 'realm' differences, this concept.
Similar to the difference between a novice swordsman and a master swordsman, it would be called a 'realm' difference.
How strong would someone have to be to have a 'realm' difference with a top chef like Sanji?
They couldn't even imagine it. Could the food they made bring flesh to bones?
"I agree."
Sanji was deaf to the voices of dissuasion.
He looked at the mysterious man before him. Perhaps he truly was a clumsy liar, as everyone said.
But even so, upon hearing about a higher culinary realm, he couldn't help but want to explore it.
It was like hearing news of a legendary sea; even if it was just a rumor, he didn't want to miss it.
Fang Yi smiled and said, "Since that's the case, then you shall taste it yourself."
He raised his hand and picked up a brand new, untouched silver-white plate on the dining table, covering it with a hemispherical plate cover used for warmth.
"Please."
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