Maze Fan: I opened a buffet in the maze

"Humans are evil! Aaaaaaaaah!"

Ms. Long Minnie was crying and sitting in the kitchen, admiring the air dragon whale ice cream. Then she wiped the corners of her mouth, licked her knuckles, and threw the bowl down.

"Give me another bowl!"

Under Rona's fierce attack, Ms. Long, who lost 10,000 gold coins, was heartbroken. She could only turn her grief and anger into food intake, vowing to eat the restaurant down!

Anyway, the 'super rich' Misr Fan had promised her that he would keep her fed until she was full.

"Really, there's no more." Fan Wei wiped his sweat helplessly. The dragon clan has a huge appetite.

She ate all the leftover ingredients from today's dinner, and even after eating dozens of kilograms of snacks, she still wasn't satisfied! She had no choice but to start cooking again.

But after all, she is a meritorious minister, so no matter how much she eats, Fan Wei will try his best to satisfy her.

"By the way, Ms. Long, how old are you this year?" There were two people, one standing and one sitting in the kitchen on the first floor, with bandages on their hands. Everyone else returned to their respective rooms to provide space to relieve and avoid what happened today.

While cooking in hot oil over a flame, Fan Wei tried to find some topics to talk about.

Speaking of which, this was the first time he had seen a real, intelligent dragon, and he couldn't help feeling a little curious.

"What? Are you trying to kidnap me?" Dinoel Kouhua looked alert. "I'm only about 300 years old. This is the time when I'm most likely to be targeted by bad guys!"

"I'm telling you, if you want to buy me, you can't pay less than a penny!"

"Uh...you misunderstood."

Fan Wei was a little surprised. Don’t dragons have basic education? Why are they still so... well, "straightforward and natural" after being over 300 years old?

Since he couldn't figure it out, he naturally wouldn't ask impolitely. Fan Wei planned to make a whole pot of Tsunami Fried Rice for Ms. Long!

Although he was not familiar with the dragon's diet, he could still tell what Miss Minnie liked to eat based on the concept of "medicine and food have the same origin".

Amid the sizzling sound of hot oil, onions, green peppers, and large amounts of bean sprouts and mushrooms are fried until fragrant. The large piece of marinated steak is half-fried and sliced ​​for later use.

When one person is in charge, the whole kitchen becomes lively and colorful.

"You are really a chef." Minnie was obviously a little surprised at Fan Wei's identity.

In her impression, rich people seem to have nothing to do with the catering industry, let alone working on the front line in the kitchen. This Misle Fan is really very strange.

"That's right! This is a job I love from the bottom of my heart."

Fan Wei smiled brightly as he scooped the rice out of the steamer. Although his right hand was injured by the black flame and still had some inconvenience after treatment, he still did it very seriously.

“The emergence of professions is driven by people’s desire for survival and value creation.”

"To live a life is not a difficult thing for short-lived creatures like us, but it is a waste of such feelings and experiences to just walk through the world for a short time."

“So we choose to set a value for ourselves.”

Spreading out the rice and using magic to speed up the cooling and lower the moisture, Fan Wei turned his back to Ms. Long and worked in an orderly manner with a smile on his face.

“Value has two directions: one is for others and the other is for oneself. Doing things that make yourself happy can also bring happiness to others.”

"Isn't it wonderful to return double happiness in this happiness!"

"That makes sense." Ms. Long, who didn't look like a serious person, nodded and agreed. "That is to say, I like to make money. If everyone is happy to be made money by me, then it will really make Long very happy!"

"Yes, isn't this a very good direction?"

Fan Wei happily encouraged, "Ms. Minnie, you can work hard in this direction!"

As he spoke, he placed the cooled rice in a heated pot and used powerful pan-shaking techniques to stir the rice by shaking it back and forth.

Add two spoons of broth to keep the moisture in the appropriate range and lock in the flavor.

Minnie twitched her nose and leaned forward expectantly. She felt that she had made the right decision to come back to this man named Missle Fan!

After more than ten years of nesting outside, this is the first person who is willing to be happy to let her "earn" money!

Could he be the high-quality buyer that he has been waiting for for a long time?

"Hey, Misle!" Ms. Long suddenly went around and poked Fan Wei from behind, and then, learning the skills she had learned along the way, she leaned over to her side and blew a breath on his neck.

Wow! In the warm breath with the smell of cool leaves, Fan Wei's back stiffened, and he was suddenly startled. Ms. Long would not be so hungry that she wanted to eat him directly!

"How is it? Are you moved?" Just as Fan Wei turned his head away in a daze with a dull look in his eyes, Minnie suddenly blinked her right eye, twisted her body gracefully, and released the powerful 'charm' of the dragon clan!

"Do you want to marry me?"

"Huh?" Fan Wei was stunned.

"What's wrong? Didn't you encourage me to make money?"

Ms. Long felt unhappy that her charm was not appreciated.

"But what does making money have to do with getting married?" This is really hard to understand.

"Hmm? Of course you need to buy one to marry a dragon! The price is only 100,000 gold coins. If you want to lay an egg, you need 10,000 gold coins. This is the unified price within the tribe. I am not blackmailing you!"

"It's not this... this, this, this..."

Fan Wei shook the pan twice, causing the fried rice to surge back and forth like a tsunami, in order to keep his shocked brain calm.

"Leaving aside the cultural differences, won't your dragon race's bloodline be diluted by doing this?" He tried to start the conversation in a serious way.

"Besides, buying and selling marriages like this isn't good for racial self-confidence, right?"

"What's wrong with that?" Minnie was very puzzled. She raised her head and said proudly, "How can the blood of a low-level race affect the great dragon race? The offspring we give birth to with any race are all dragons."

"Besides, our fertility rate is not as high as that of lower creatures like you. Our tribe highly encourages childbirth!"

"You can make money and get fresh blood. Where can you find such a good thing?"

Because they are too proud, they don't care about self-confidence. Because their genes are too strong, they don't care about mixed blood. And the dragon race doesn't seem to have the sense of shame that humans have...

Cause and effect, summed up in one sentence - simply invincible!

Pah! Fan Wei silently covered his face. "Sometimes, I always feel that I am not tolerant enough. There are so many ways to make money, why not choose something else?"

"What do you want the great dragon clan to do? Apart from robbing and getting married, we don't do menial jobs that don't make much money!"

Ms. Minnie asked with confidence, which made Fan Wei stunned for a few seconds. He quietly lowered his head and scooped out the fried rice and put it into a large bowl that was not much smaller than the pot.

"How about it? Getting married? Laying eggs?"

As if she had already seen the color of money, Ms. Long didn't even bother to eat and kept pestering Fan Wei with questions.

"Thank you, no, I can't afford so much money..."

Fan Wei silently refused.

"Impossible! You are obviously very rich, so don't be so stingy about your offspring. The little dragon cub is very filial and will definitely accompany you throughout your life, allowing you to enjoy the happiness of family life!"

"…Excuse me, how old do you dragons become adults? Fan Wei suddenly realized the dangers of the dragons.

"Well, maybe two to three hundred years old. I'm just a pretty young lady." Minnie, acting coy, pestered Fan Wei to agree.

"Don't be too picky. My transformed form is clearly a great beauty! Do you prefer the noble posture of the original dragon form?"

"I'm sorry, I haven't considered getting married yet..."

If you think about it carefully, the Dragon Clan is a sure win!

Not counting the money for the marriage, you can inherit a large fortune just by living longer. Unless you are a rare romantic, who would be willing to do this kind of business with huge losses? !

"Ah!! Don't think I'll give up just like that."

Fan Wei's stubborn attitude made Ming Ni very angry, "I must find someone who is willing to marry me!!"

“So it’s actually hard to find?”

"That's not the way it should be..."

Seeing Fan Wei revealing his past, Ms. Long refuted seriously: "Anyway, seven or eight dragons have successfully married recently!"

"recent?"

"...Only...six thousand years...?" Minnie silently stated the end of human historical record.

"Let's eat first."

Putting the bowl down heavily, Fan Wei encouraged with some worry and amusement: "The responsibility of saving the future of the dragon race is now entrusted to you!"

"Humph! If you just say 'I do', everything will be settled!"

Minnie was still very angry about the failure of her business, not only because her charm was not recognized, but also because the gold coins that were about to reach her mouth flew away again!

Seeing her indignant look, Fan Wei sighed helplessly, "Have you never considered lowering the price?"

"Don't even think about it! Not a single cent can be lost!!"

"Well... let's eat first..."

Seeing that this guy was really not going to eat anything, the angry Ms. Long, with the mentality of "it's a waste if you don't eat it", stuffed a mouthful of the Tsunami Fried Rice which was full of ingredients, distinct grains, golden and fragrant!

Suddenly, she froze in place.

"What kind of oil did you use to fry it?"

"It's the best dragon oil." The chef answered subconsciously.

"..."

"..."

No! Fan Wei was shocked. This was a bad dish! How could he make such a low-level mistake! No, he chose the ingredients based on the perspective of "medicine and food have the same origin". Why...

My eyes turned back to Ms. Long, and she picked up the spoon and took another big bite. "It smells so good!"

“Same kind, delicious!!!”

The air in the kitchen was petrified.

The dragon race is hopeless... Fan Wei never imagined that one day he would have a say in the future of an entire race.

Feeling the dark worry!