Chapter 8: An Opportunity

Feeling refreshed and with a clear mind, Max decided to venture out. He approached the wooden door, which appeared weathered and fragile, as though a slight push might cause it to splinter.

As he stepped into the hallway, a wave of nostalgia washed over him, evoking memories of the cozy atmosphere of his old orphanage.

Memories of his past blended with the excitement of his new surroundings.

Max continued down the hallway until he reached the railing on the first floor.

From this vantage point, he could see the entire floor below, bustling with people enjoying their meals and engaging in lively conversations.

The warm and inviting atmosphere of the place made him feel more at ease in this unfamiliar world.

Max descended to the dining floor, where a lively scene unfolded with people enjoying their meals.

His attention was drawn to a charming and beautiful lady diligently taking orders from the customers.

Curious about how his culinary skills would evolve in this new world, Max turned to the system and inquired, "System, if I cook various types of food, I'll earn chef points, right? It doesn't matter what kind of dish it is?"

The system responded, [Yes, Host, you will earn chef points for every dish you prepare. The number of points you receive will vary depending on the quality of the food you create.

It's also important to note that continuous practice and experimentation with new dishes will lead to skill improvement.]

Max nodded, appreciating the system's explanation. He now understood that his journey as a chef in this world would involve not only creating diverse dishes but also striving to enhance his culinary skills.

With newfound determination, Max decided to experiment with his newfound skill.

He recalled a simple recipe for chicken soup that he had learned during his days at the orphanage.

It was a humble dish, often served on cold nights to warm the hearts and bellies of the children.

Max contemplated, "I believe it would make for a good morning dish. Yes, let's go ahead with it." He nodded to himself, affirming his decision.

Max decided to approach the lady who was diligently taking orders from various customers.

Despite the bustling atmosphere of the dining area, Max felt compelled to introduce himself.

With a sense of politeness, he addressed her, "Excuse me, ma'am, may I have a moment of your time?"

The lady, who was not accustomed to formal addresses due to her humble background, was taken aback by Max's polite manner.

She couldn't help but wonder if he, too, hailed from a similar background.

In response, she replied in a friendly yet professional tone, "Yes, sir. How may I assist you? If you'd like to place an order, please bear with me for a moment as I'm currently taking these gentlemen's orders."

Max, however, had a different request in mind.

He clarified his intention with a touch of anticipation, "No, I'm not here to place an order. I'm actually a chef, and I have considerable skill when it comes to cooking.

In fact, I have a chef's test scheduled in two hours. I was wondering if it might be possible for me to work in your kitchen and prepare a dish."

In reality, Max had woven this tale as he eagerly sought an opportunity to demonstrate his culinary prowess.

The idea was to gain access to the inn's kitchen and create a dish that would not only serve as a testament to his skills but also impress those who would eventually taste it.

The lady, showing her warm and accommodating nature, responded to Max's request with a kind smile.

She explained, "Certainly, sir. Generally, it's the chef who makes such decisions."

Max nodded appreciatively and continued, "In that case, may I have a conversation with your inn's chef?"

However, the lady's expression shifted slightly as she hesitated.

She replied, her voice tinged with a hint of trepidation, "I'm afraid that may not be a good idea today. You see, Chef Edward is not in the best of moods at the moment."

Perplexed, Max inquired further, "Could you clarify? Is Chef Edward not known for being friendly?"

The lady quickly clarified, "Oh no, sir, Chef Edward is a renowned chef here in 'Alfona' city.

It's just that there was a misunderstanding earlier today, and it seems to have put him in a rather foul mood."

With curiosity piqued, Max encouraged the lady to share the details of what had transpired that morning.

Intrigued, Max encouraged the lady to share the details of what had transpired that morning.

She explained that nobles seldom visited this part of the kingdom, and Baron Adlof Nightwing, the local authority, paid little attention to their presence, except for tax collection.

However, on this particular morning, a noble relative of the Baron had arrived from another city, and he happened to be a passionate food enthusiast.

Chef Edward's reputation had preceded him, prompting the Baron to bring his relative to the inn for a meal.

Unfortunately, Chef Edward's health had not been at its best that day, resulting in a less-than-stellar culinary performance. The noble and the Baron had high expectations, and the noble's dissatisfaction had pushed Chef Edward to his limits.

The Baron had even issued an ultimatum, threatening to shut down the inn if Chef Edward failed to prepare a satisfactory dish within an hour. This had left Chef Edward in a state of frustration and anger, as there were no other skilled chefs available in the city aside from him.

Having listened to the entire story, Max offered his assurance, "I can cook and have a wide range of dishes in my repertoire. I can guarantee that both the Baron and his relative will be delighted by my food."

Max hoped that by stepping in to prepare a memorable meal, he could not only alleviate the tension but also showcase his culinary talent to those who doubted his abilities.

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