mtl008 Chapter 459 Everyone's New Year Preparations (1)
Chapter 459 Everyone's New Year Preparations (1)
The meeting finally proceeded smoothly.
The group sat together and spoke freely about the church's development plans.
The president looked at Fan Wei, who was sitting in the vice president's seat, listening attentively to the speech and nodding in agreement from time to time, and finally felt relieved.
I silently prayed that the God-favored One would finally stop causing trouble!
After exchanging all their opinions, everyone quieted down.
With the New Year approaching and a new organization established, a new era for chefs has begun!
What will the future be like? Regardless of the goals or interests involved, every participant has some expectations in their heart, and the moment of creating one's own future with one's own hands is always a beautiful one.
"Tomorrow is Winter Night Festival, and I need to go back to prepare for the court banquet."
"Fellow travelers, I must take my leave now."
The gray-eyed chef, Osvaro, was the first to rise and take his leave, giving a slight, impeccable bow as he looked at Fan Wei, saying, "I look forward to seeing you prove yourself right, Mr. Misell."
"I am very confident in the plan."
Fan Wei smiled confidently, seemingly unaware of the deeper meaning behind the objection, and said, "I also hope to exchange cooking skills and life experiences with you more in the future."
The two looked at each other, and the old man stared at them for a long time before turning away.
As the chefs gradually left, the office became empty, leaving only the 'supporters' of the reform.
"Vice President, what do you need us to do?"
Tewari eagerly awaited Fan Wei's instructions. He had no idea of the existence of the God of Gourmet Food before, and only thought that he was facing a strange person with superb cooking skills. Now the truth has finally come out!
It turns out that Misr Van is blessed by the God of Food!
If he also possessed divine favor, would he also become so powerful?
The young chefs present all had this expectation, which was exactly what Fan Wei wanted to hear. He wasn't afraid that his subordinates lacked ambition, but rather that they weren't motivated!
He smiled warmly at the young 'warriors' who were eager to make their mark.
"Ladies and gentlemen, please allow me to explain in detail..."
The maze-like street in the south is now brightly lit and filled with joy.
The streets were adorned with exquisite banners and colorful flags, decorated with festive ornaments, among which white four-pointed star patterns appeared in particular.
The news of the war, seemingly so close at hand, did not cast a shadow over this city that had endured a year of numerous calamities.
Winter Solstice, the last moment of the year, is when people release all their pent-up expectations, transforming them into joyful and melodious music!
Adventurers began spending money lavishly, workers enjoyed rare holidays, and business flourished like never before.
"Hey, the delivery's here!"
The new profession introduced by Fan Wei has become a common sight on the streets. Deliverymen wearing uniforms in different colors such as blue, yellow and red have become a common sight in the eyes of the residents of Maze Street.
Delivery drivers use centralized transport vehicles developed under Luo Na's leadership to pick up meals from several restaurants in designated areas.
Besides Dahe Buffet and Panyan Restaurant, other businesses have gradually joined in, but Fan's Restaurant is still the main player at present.
"Take it away right now, you lowly creatures who are not even as good as water fleas!"
Gonia stood at the restaurant entrance, arms crossed, looking down at the food with disdain. She piled the prepared boxed lunches on the table, and compared to her usual spotless appearance, the blonde girl seemed to have a more down-to-earth air about her.
Although he still had a foul mouth, his arrogance had subtly diminished.
Everyone had gotten used to it, and no one bothered with her anymore. They were even chatting and laughing, which made the blonde girl seem rather foolish.
"Hmph." Gunia continued irritably, "The restaurant is closed this afternoon. If you want to eat, come back next year!"
"No—!!" After a brief silence, a chorus of wails erupted as the hot-tempered dwarf slammed his fist on the table. "Boss Fan's gone! What are we going to eat?!"
"Yeah, what are we eating?!"
Finally, Gonia couldn't take it anymore. She was the one who cooked the food! What did it have to do with that guy?!
I'm clearly the culinary god!!
Amidst the complaints, the blonde girl shooed out all the restaurant customers who were still holding their plates and hung up the "Closed for Business" sign.
"It's dark? Time for dinner?!"
Dinol, who was fast asleep at the cashier, was startled and looked up, drooling as if she had just woken up. If Fan Wei were here, he would probably hesitate for a moment before daring to recognize her.
In a short period of time, this lazy dragon has gained a lot of weight! Its face has become round and chubby, no longer resembling a dragon.
"Eat, eat, eat! All the leftovers are yours."
Gonia had no interest in controlling the fat dragon; she seemed preoccupied with something else. She sat down at the long table, picked up a sharp dagger, and began gesturing with her fingers, her face full of conflict.
"What are you doing? You're not going to hurt yourself, are you?"
After devouring all the food in a matter of seconds, Dinol let out a satisfied burp and asked the blonde girl in surprise.
"Who, who! Who said that!"
Gonia vehemently denied it, "I just want some blood!"
Seemingly to prove her words were true, the blonde girl gritted her teeth and slashed down with the dagger, her half-spirit finger oozing clear, bright red blood.
Why would you bleed yourself out of nowhere?
Dinol didn't understand this behavior. "In the past, some cunning halflings tried to buy my blood, but I burned them with my dragon breath, and they were screaming and clutching their butts. Blood is very precious!"
"I never thought that someone like you, who values money more than life, would actually have something he cherishes."
Gonia caught her blood in a small bottle and glanced at Ms. Long.
"No, he offered too low a price, we need to raise the price!!" Fat Dragon Dinol said angrily, his expression brooding. "So, what exactly do you want to do with your own blood?"
“I understand, you’re the kind of guy who won’t waste time and effort if there’s no benefit in it.”
The fact that they could spend so much time together suggests that Ms. Long and the blonde girl's personalities were compatible. Neither of them was as naive or foolish as they appeared; their views and goals were quite different.
"You wouldn't understand even if I explained. I'm doing this to cast a spell."
"I have a lot of concerns about Misr Van!"
Thinking of someone, Gonia's expression darkened, and she held the blood vial like a witch performing sorcery.
She soaked a plant that looked like dried weeds into her blood. After absorbing the girl's blood, the plant fibers turned a beautiful crimson, each strand as delicate as silk.
"The 'secret technique' that was passed down 6,000 years ago has long been lost."
"Once I'm done, that guy will never escape my grasp again—his life, soul, and spirit will all belong to me!!"
A wicked smile appeared on the girl's beautiful face, her cheeks flushed with a faint blush of excitement, which sent a chill down Miss Fat Dragon's spine.
"Humans are so evil! I only wanted his money, and you wouldn't even spare his life!"
"What, are you feeling pity now?"
"No, after it's done, please give me all of Misr Van's money!!"
Knowing that this dragon had no conscience, Gonia picked up the grass strands that had become tough yet soft after absorbing blood, her eyes gleaming, and began to cast a spell.
She tilted her head as if recalling something, and with a patience completely unlike her usual self, she unraveled and straightened the plant fibers, weaving them together one by one.
The first section, twisted together, is an eternal knot.
The second section consists of two threads intertwined, forming a knot of hearts.
The third section, three strands joined together, a knot of wishes...
The further one progresses, the more complex and intricate the techniques become, requiring almost all one's effort and dedication; it is truly a culmination of painstaking work.
The dragon lady, who had been watching closely to see what kind of powerful magic it was, suddenly widened her eyes and blurted out, "Isn't this the third compulsory course in the Dragon Clan's 'The Science of Love'?"
While knitting, Gonia suddenly looked up and was caught off guard as Dinol revealed the truth.
"I remember it was given by a pure-hearted young girl from ancient times to..."
Before she could finish speaking, a small fist slammed into Miss Fatty Dragon's face, slamming her into the floor and leaving a long trail!
"Heh, heh heh, as expected of a race with a heritage of over six thousand years." The aura of the Rocky Restaurant trembled, indicating the extreme unease within the goddess of the divine kingdom.
"you know?"
The previous pretense suddenly shattered, and Gonia grinned, revealing a maniacal smile. Some things just couldn't be told.
If others found out, the dignified goddess...
The blonde girl made up her mind, her sinister voice rising as if from the abyss, "You know too much!"
The ship of friendship can capsize at any moment.
Going berserk, Gonia kept beating Ms. Dragon until she admitted to 'amnesia'... and then no one in the world knew.
So now we know the truth about her about to cast a 'spell'!
P.S. Sorry for the long wait! I've been too busy with work lately, and I don't have a break for a few more days. I'll write a lot more then! A total of over 100,000 words.
We apologize for keeping everyone waiting so long!