The Heir

Xu Yuan chose three related talents:

[God of Cuisine (Blue): You have a strong talent in cooking. In the field of gourmet food, you pursue the highest level of skill.]

[Excellence (Green): You pursue high prices and high quality. It's worth it.]

[International Student (Green): You studied abroad since you were young, received overseas education, and have an international outlook.]

Three out of ten random talents appeared related to each other, so Xu Yuan decided to take a gamble. ,

The basic points had also increased to 25, and the distribution of [Appearance], [Intelligence], [Physique], and [Family Background] was even more free.

Xu Yuan was still allocated 5 to [Appearance], a middle value.

[Intelligence]: 6

[Physique]: 6

[Family Background]: 8

In his second life, Xu Yuan was born into a family of culinary arts. He did not have to worry about food and clothing since he was young, and he went abroad to study at a young age, studying at the Francis Bleu Culinary School.

Moreover, as an outstanding graduate, he had received many offers from top restaurants. As long as he was willing to stay abroad, he would definitely make a great achievement.

However, he already had a plan in mind and it was to go home and inherit the family restaurant, the Royal Court Banquet Restaurant.

Xu Yuan's grandfather parallel world had once been the head of the Royal Court Banquet Restaurant. He had once turned this place into a three-star Michelin-standard restaurant. He had even hosted a state banquet, which represented the national standard for receiving important guests.

This kind of life where there was a royal chef position waiting to be inherited from his family at birth was very interesting to Xu Yuan.

He gladly accepted it and decisively pressed the start button. He closed his eyes and prepared to start a new journey in life.

Xu Yuan was in a daze. There was a blurry gap in front of him with a gentle light. Just when he was relaxing, he suddenly felt a jolt under his body, as if the whole world was shaking.

He suddenly opened his eyes, a gentle woman's voice came from above his head, "Dear passengers, our plane has a more obvious jolt because of the influence of the airflow on the flight path. Please sit down and fasten your seat belt. The restroom will be temporarily closed. Thank you for your cooperation."

Xu Yuan should be holding the boarding pass in his hand. "Franca, Twiser." He was on the plane heading home.

Realizing this, Xu Yuan leaned his head on the back of the chair and closed his eyes to digest the memories of the parallel world.

Although it was indeed as the system had suggested, his life was very comfortable. He was also the only son that the family had high hopes for.

However, the year he went abroad to study, his grandfather, who loved him the most, suddenly passed away. The power of the family split into two factions, both wanting to be in charge of the family.

Because of the internal strife, the family members were forced to take sides. Those who wanted to be neutral would be framed and pushed out of the power struggle. Therefore, both sides, for their own interests, would use all kinds of plots and tricks to gain power.

The only person who was still neutral and was able to escape from the evil hands was Xu Yuan. Because he was abroad all year round, every time the family members forced him to express his stance, he would use "Tai Chi" to fool them.

In addition, he was the only son and the most qualified heir. Both sides wanted to rope him in. As a result, Xu Yuan became a hot commodity. As he was in the center of the tornado, it was almost impossible for him to be alone now.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the plane is landing at Twiser Airport. It's 19 degrees Celsius outside and the plane is taxiing. For your safety and the safety of others, please don't stand up or open the luggage rack..."

The gentle voice of the air stewardess sounded again in the broadcast, interrupting the train of thought of Xu Yuan.

The luggage had already been checked in advance. Xu Yuan opened his eyes and waited for the plane to land in peace.

As soon as he got off the plane, he turned on his phone. His email, text messages, WeChat, QQ, and all kinds of communication software popped up the moment he turned on his phone. It was almost like a violent debt collection.

When he Xu Yuan, he took a closer look and found that most of them were from his classmates and teachers, as well as messages from various restaurants.

"Xu, please forgive my rudeness, but your hometown doesn't even have a decent Michelin restaurant. There's no stage for you to show off when you go back. It's still not too late to come back now. Our restaurant chain will always be open to you. "

"Dear God, my dear Xu, as your closest friend, I hope that you will seriously consider it again. The teacher has already found a good place for us to work. Come work with me. We are still the closest partners! "

"Mr. Xu, Rothem Park Hotel welcomes you to join us..."

Xu had heard of this Rothem Park Hotel. It was a world-class five-star hotel and was the ultimate goal of many culinary students. To think that it would actually send an invitation letter to a student who had just graduated.

This meant that Xu Yuan of the parallel world was indeed very outstanding.

Most of the messages were urging him to stay. There were even five private emails sent by the school's leaders urging Xu Yuan to reconsider. If he was not satisfied with the conditions given, the school could still help him acquire better offers.

Unfortunately, none of these could get Xu Yuan to change his mind, because there were more important things waiting for him at home.

The internal strife in the family had led to the neglect of the management of the Royal Court Banquet Restaurant. The restaurant's star rating had plummeted. It once had been a three-star restaurant, but now, it wasn't even a one-star. Even the hygiene conditions were questioned because the kitchen was lazy, causing a large number of customers to be lost, and it was on the verge of bankruptcy!

Xu Yuan put aside his good piety and insisted on returning to the country in order to save his grandfather's hard work and let it return to its peak!

He had already made up his mind. Xu Yuan lowered his head and walked all the way back to his messages. Twiser's airport was too big. He leisurely walked while looking at his phone. There was still about a hundred meters to the airport's exit No. 5, he had only replied to half of the messages.

Xu Yuan shook his sore fingers and continued walking forward.

At this time, an eye-catching banner appeared above the crowded heads. "The heir to the Royal Court Banquet Restaurant, Xu Yuan, please come back and take charge of the restaurant!"

The passersby looked sideways, and even the bodyguards who were maintaining order turned back frequently, wanting to see what kind of heir was so ostentatious.

The forehead of Xu Yuan was full of cold sweat. He really did not know what was in the head of the person holding the banner.

He put on a mask and a hood over his head, trying his best not to attract attention. He slowed down his pace and approached the banner.

Before he closed in, he heard the sound of an argument.

"Manager Wei, your banner is too exaggerated! The young master doesn't like to attract attention. This is not a good time for advertisement, either."

"Master Zhan, you don't understand. Our Royal Court Banquet Restaurant used to be a three-star restaurant. The return of the leader is the day of his rise. We must advertise it and teach the others a lesson!"

"Unreasonable! Put it away!"

"No! Don't touch my banner!"

Hearing this series of conversations, the corners of Xu Yuan's mouth twitched. This power struggle could really be staged anywhere.