In fact, a long time ago, Lu Xiang also chatted with Song Lan about the idea of opening a restaurant.

If one day the enforcers can't do it anymore, they can find a neutral city away from the world's strife, open a restaurant of their own, and live a slower life.

He remembered the advice given to him by the other party before saying goodbye to Lu Xiang, and truly regarded himself as a chef who came to work in a high-end restaurant in a strange city with a dream.

The staff of the restaurant warmly welcomed Song Lan's arrival.

They had already prepared in advance, and the battle at the entrance of the high-end restaurant startled him.

A holographic projection poster stands in the most conspicuous place at the entrance of the restaurant, the whole restaurant looks like a magnificent palace, the classical architectural style and the sense of technology are perfectly integrated, the executive chef told him that there will be many VIPs visiting the restaurant today, and the regulars can't wait to taste the exotic customs from neutral countries when they see their promotional posters.

After a simple greeting, the whole kitchen entered into intensive preparations.

This is also the first time that Song Lan has entered the formal kitchen assembly line, as a professional chef, he is no longer facing Lu Xiang and Yelu today, but customers who come to visit.

A lot of propaganda is a double-edged sword.

If his dishes are satisfied, he can make a name for himself in a short period of time, but if he makes a mistake, not only will his own career as a chef be over, but it will also affect the restaurant.

Fortunately, it's the year 2167, an era when food has become obsolete due to the popularity of nutritional injections.

He studied the menu, and even the main course of the most exclusive restaurants in the second arrondissement was based on the very common fried grill, which could only be described as unremarkable before the Third War.

What's more, the vast majority of kitchen chores have been replaced by machines and artificial intelligence.

The restaurant's executive chef was ready for the hard battle, because he knew that the name advertised by the restaurant was fake, and that the person assigned to them was not a professional chef from a neutral country, but an agent, who should have only known a few culinary surfaces at best, and they had to do most of the kitchen work.

But as the work unfolded, the chef was completely confused.

"If I'm not mistaken, the guy from above is supposed to be an agent, not a cook, right?"

Because they couldn't even intervene in the dishes prepared by Song Lan, they could only stare at the kitchen door as a background board, during which the head chef had to quietly pull the sous chef to his side and ask his full questions.

Why does the current scene seem to be much more professional than them?

"Compared to this, did these machines use so well before?"

The sous chef was equally confused.

At the beginning, they tried to familiarize themselves with the use of various machines and artificial intelligence, but it took a full week, during which there were still small accidents, and even now, the chefs on the assembly line still make mistakes from time to time.

But under Song Lan's operation, these artificial intelligence seems to have transcended the shackles of the program and has the ability to think independently.

Tasting dishes, seasoning, plating, everything is carried out in a silent and orderly manner.

This kitchen, which each of them was familiar with, "lived" in front of them.

The onlookers whispered to the chef and sous chef, but they must have been crazy or blind - isn't the weirdest part of the whole kitchen a bird acting as a chef?

In addition to the basic ingredient transmission, each dish Song Lan tries to make will eventually be tested by this bird, which not only can speak, but also seems to have an unparalleled taste buds, and she can taste the slightest changes in taste.

Many people bowed their heads in shame.

Compared to Song Lan, who seemed to be dedicating herself to the kitchen at the moment, these chefs only thought about messing around all day long and serving those okay foods to the table.

They can't remember how long it's been since a restaurant has launched a new menu.

And now, Song Lan has indeed entered a state of no distractions.

He had never taken his job as seriously as he did now, whether he was facing the Six Star Rescuers, Longinus, or the former dean of Wisteria Academy.

The abundance of psionic energy that covers every corner of the kitchen allows him to focus on several things, and he can always notice every detail change, which allows him to better evaluate the possibility of opening his own restaurant in a neutral country or a big city in the future once he has saved enough money.

With the help of artificial intelligence, the possibilities seem endless.

In this state, the passage of time is no longer important, all he has to do is exhaust all his knowledge to restore all the recipes that he can think of that existed before the Third War, and reduce the steps and production time as much as possible according to the characteristics of artificial intelligence and machinery.

This places higher demands on the precision operability of the capability.

By the time he recovered from this state, the sky outside the window had completely darkened, and the executive chef who had returned from the front hall was relieved, but he could not hide the joy in his eyes.

Just now, they sent off the last table of guests in the restaurant.

"Found ......!"

His voice trembled a little, recalling the days when he had just been assigned to the 2nd arrondissement, and in order to quickly develop him into a qualified executive chef, MI7 provided him with a large number of recipes that had been preserved before the war, which had set him apart from his peers.

But those recipes will run out one day.

After gaining a foothold in the second district, they have been stagnant for a long time.

To this day, Song Lan came to this kitchen, giving them an unprecedented experience, and also made him realize that there are countless places waiting for them to explore in the wilderness of food.

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"You're the one who can lead us out of the status quo."

The head chef shook Song Lan's hand heavily, "We will follow in your footsteps!" ”

……

Yin Wan spent the whole night in uneasiness.

Although he handed over the medicinal powder to Song Lan, he still needed to rely on his own skills if he wanted to stand out among those celebrities.

When the city fell silent again, his friend, the restaurant's chef, finally called him.

"How's it going?"

As soon as he connected, Yin Wan asked eagerly.

"Yin Wan, I've already decided."

The voice on the other end of the phone seemed to be a little heavy, which suddenly made Yin Wan's heart "chuckle".

Don't......

What went wrong with Song Lan's debut as a chef?

"Thanks to you for sending Agent Song Lan here, we've been standing still for too long, and now it's time to make some changes."

Yin Wan was even more confused.

But the chef's tone didn't seem like he had messed up his debut.

"What exactly do you want to say?"

"I have a new purpose in life."

At this time, the restaurant was closed.

The head chef stood on the top of the building, and on the table beside him was a bottle of open champagne.

The bright moonlight sprinkled on his body, and looking at the starry night sky, his heart was surging with longing for the future.

"I'm going to make us here, a coalition government, no, the best restaurant in the whole world!"

……

The question mark on Yin Wan's head changed from one to three.

It wasn't until a long time later that he recovered from the shock.

Isn't your next fucking goal to find a way to use the relationships you've accumulated over the years to help Song Lan infiltrate the castle?

Why do you, an MI7 agent, really go to open a restaurant?

But these questions are destined to go unanswered.

The chef had already hung up the phone, and the silence of the night had enveloped him.