Collectors in Food Captives

Chapter 31
City of Progress, Alliance of Thieves
"Mr. General Manager, this is the bill from Haru."

"According to the information sent back, Mr. Haru broke through the Secret Realm Exploration Association alone, but did not find the rainbow fruit."

As soon as this news came out, the meeting room of the Thieves League immediately exploded.

"Breaking through the Secret Realm Exploration Association? That is a large organization that is even bigger than the Century Collection Association!"

"What is the background of this Haru, who can be so strong."

The general manager smiled lightly: "Haru... have you heard of the Himalayas?"

"Is it the Himalayas known as the roof of the world? The number one mountain range in the world?"

"Not bad!"

The general manager said with a smile: "Where the weather is harsh and supplies are scarce. The tribes living there can only earn a certain amount of money by means of mercenaries to support the entire tribe."

"And the largest tribe among them is called Kurk! Haru is the strongest warrior of Kurk! He is hailed by the tribe as..."

"The reincarnation of Indra and Indra!"

Everyone was horrified. Both Di Shitian and Indra were the gods in local myths and legends.

To be able to address someone in this way, one can imagine how terrifying he is! !

"As expected of the general manager! To be able to hire such a strong man!"

"If the cooperation can be maintained for a long time, the Thieves League ZTE is just around the corner!"

Amid the flattery of everyone, the general manager opened the bill.

Bang! ! !
The general manager slapped the table hard, and everyone fell silent.

The general manager said viciously: "What did he do, he dared to ask for 540 million Bailey's reward!"

This is blatant blackmail!

The bill is very detailed, even the cost of flowers and wine on the road is listed on the business trip.

One of the biggest sums was the breaking of the Secret Agent Association, which alone cost 150 million Baileys.

There is also the discovery of important materials, which is even 200 million!
"What important supplies?"

The messenger on the side handed over the box, which contained a lot of red and green balls, and a large pile of experimental notes.

Opening the notebook, the general manager's breathing became short of breath.

His expression also changed from initial aggrieved to surprised and delighted.

"Mr. General Manager...that is?"

"Confidential!"

The general manager immediately buckled the box, and repeatedly ordered: "Investigate the people who took over halfway immediately, and kill them if there is any leakage!"

"Go ahead, I'm going to the board of directors, the relationship is extremely important at this time!"

Everyone looked at each other, trying to guess what was in the box.

Thieves League Co., Ltd., the real vested interest, is the board of directors behind the scenes.

These people are just wage earners.

And the board of directors belongs to a higher-level organization, except for the general manager, the rest have no chance to see it at all.

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On the ice field, Zhang Wei forcibly carved out an igloo with his fists.

The wind at the entrance of the cave was still howling, but the soil in front of Zhang Wei was burning out of thin air, and a stream of fragrance pierced the sky along the vent.

"This fat extract has an extremely low ignition point and fires quickly."

"Burning time is extended when mixed with soil."

There is a huge earth jar on the fire, and there is about 30 liters of soup inside.

The color is as bright as a dye, and as thick as clear oil. It is the sixth of the Tongding Soup series that Zhang Wei made not long ago.

Hair soup!

The mao soup is a mixture of various meats, with a mellow and thick taste. It is served with shallots, ginger, star anise, cinnamon, and bay leaves, which is very satisfying.

"The previous one has been completely exhausted. Today, I changed three ingredients and re-boiled a new Maotang."

"The Treasure Hall chose to store it, and the duplication time was shortened from 270 days to 258 days."

"It's just that I don't know which one I prefer to reproduce the taste."

Although the previous Mao Tang was already at the top level, Zhang Wei still wanted to break through the limit.

Take out a large bowl and drink it all in one gulp.

Throat rolls up and down, let out a gulp of swig.

"Enjoyed!"

"After being refined by the art of refined food, this bowl has the nutrition for 60 people."

"This pot, with my current consumption, is enough for a whole day."

In the wind and snow at night.

A majestic figure appeared outside Zhang Wei's igloo.

"The visitor is a guest, come in and have a seat."

The ice door was pushed open, and a fat man with an exaggerated appearance moved in.

The fat man smiled innocently and said, "After driving for hundreds of miles, running from dawn to dark, I really can't tell the direction."

Zhang Wei motioned for the fat man to sit down, then flipped his hands and took out another set of cutlery.

"Hold it yourself, I won't serve you anymore."

The fatty smelled the fragrance, swallowed and said, "What kind of soup is this? I've traveled all over the world, but I've never smelled this kind of fragrance before."

"A new dish I studied, unfortunately I am not yet proficient."

The fat man's eyes widened: "It's just that the taste is not yet mature? So how familiar is it? If you want to let those famous shops hear your words, they won't be able to swallow their excrement and kill themselves?"

"Heh, eat quickly."

The fat man was also unambiguous. After filling a bowl, he picked up a small spoon and scooped up a little bit on the tip of his tongue.

The subtle movements are completely inversely proportional to that huge body.

The soup entered his tongue, and the fat man shuddered all over his body.

Then he shouted excitedly: "Good! Good! Good!"

"I've had the honor to taste the dishes of a ten-star chef, and this soup is even more delicious than his cooking!!"

"Ten Star Chef?"

"You do not know?"

"Tell me."

The fat man said: "The chefs in the world are divided into stars, ranging from one-star junior to ten-star chefs."

"A chef's ascension to the stars is very dependent on his strength. In addition to serving as the head chef in a hotel of the corresponding level, there are also exclusive works published in the food weekly magazine."

"In addition to the accumulation of fame, there is also an extremely important assessment ceremony for rising stars, and the assessment of cooking skills is extremely strict!"

Fatty talks eloquently, and obviously has a strong pursuit of chefs and food.

However, in this world, the attention of chefs is extremely high, no less than the top stars in previous lives.

The fat man praised him very much: "Your cooking skills are definitely at the level of ten stars! Even if you know few dishes, eight stars will definitely not be a problem!"

Will there be fewer dishes?
Hearing this, Zhang Wei couldn't help shaking his head and smiling bitterly.

"Don't be discouraged, even if you are an eight-star chef, there are some chefs who need to look up to you!"

As he spoke, the fat man took out a 150-liter cedar barrel from his rucksack.

"Have a drink?"

"Have a drink."

Unscrew the lid of the barrel, the pale yellow ale rolls out, and the white foam rises up, carrying a faint aroma of wine.

"This is Rhine spring water, one of the top ten beers in the world. The output of that spring is only [-] barrels a year. I usually don't want to drink it."

Zhang Wei drank it and applauded repeatedly.

Can't tell, this fat man is quite kind.

After eating Zhang Wei's soup, he backhandedly shared it with good wine.

Zhang Wei glanced at the cyst that had not changed in size, and then at the 150-liter citron barrel.

"Is that space equipment?"

The fat man smiled mysteriously and said, "Have you heard of the Eight Kings?"

(End of this chapter)