?66: Chapter 66 The Three Great Delicacies 66: Chapter 66 The Three Great Delicacies “Rose petals?” Hearing that Ye Feng wanted to scatter rose petals in mid-air, Liu Sisi quickly grabbed Ye Feng’s arm, her eyes filled with yearning as she asked.

    No wonder, since rose petals have always symbolized romance, and there were few girls in the world who didn’t like them.

    Now, seeing the preparations Ye Feng was making, it seemed he was planning a rose petal rain, which naturally felt novel to Liu Sisi.

    “Yes!

    I’m planning a grand, romantic marriage proposal for my fiancee.

    The scattering of rose petals is just one part of it,” Ye Feng nodded, determined to get the proposal right for Chen Ling’s happiness.

    “How romantic, are you in need of a host?

    I’ll be the host for you when the time comes,” said Liu Sisi, intoxicated by the romantic idea and longing for the moment to arrive immediately, wanting to be part of it.

    “A host?

    Sure, having a big star like you host for me is an honor,” Liu Sisi’s offer moved Ye Feng.

    As a top domestic celebrity, having Liu Sisi’s presence as the host would undoubtedly elevate the class of the proposal event.

    In order to please his powerful future mother-in-law, Ye Feng was very happy to invite Liu Sisi, a pleasing and famous star, to host and liven up the atmosphere.

    “How many planes will you need?” The imagery was sure to be striking, and Li Minjie saw no reason to refuse, just a matter of sending out a few planes to show off.

    “However many I want?” Hearing Li Minjie’s tone, it seemed Ye Feng could ask for as many as he wanted, which delighted him.

    “Nonsense, no more than ten, or there’s no deal.” Afraid that Ye Feng might ask for an outrageous number, Li Minjie smiled and cursed, laying down his bottom line.

    “Then nine, for a long and everlasting love.” Ten or fewer was not bad, and besides, he didn’t have to pay, so Ye Feng was naturally very comfortable using them.

    “However, I need it to last for about half an hour; the rose petals must not stop during that time,” Ye Feng needed, not a fleeting little scene, but a grand spectacle lasting more than half an hour.

    “Alright, I know how to arrange it, I’ll keep it going for half an hour,” said Li Minjie, relieved that Ye Feng’s request was reasonable.

    Had it been for several hours, he would have had a hard time agreeing.

    “Then thank you, Minjie.

    Let’s open a bottle of the finest wine,” with all worries resolved, Ye Feng was naturally overjoyed and immediately opened a bottle of red wine worth about 20,000.

    As the wine arrived, so did the first course, brought to the table by the waiter.

    “What did you order?

    Is this thing tasty?” Looking at the contents of the plate, which he didn’t recognize, Ye Feng asked with curiosity.

    “The three great delicacies of the world: foie gras, caviar, and truffles.

    Although these may not be the most authentic, their quality is still decent,” Liu Sisi, who knew more than Ye Feng, had already eagerly tasted one and explained with a smile.

    In Liu Sisi’s eyes, she thought Ye Feng was truly a deserving tycoon, but what she didn’t expect was that Ye Feng didn’t even recognize these items.

    “These broken things are the world’s three great delicacies?

    Are they valuable?” Ye Feng pointed at the food on the plate with his fork, asking in disbelief.

    Ye Feng couldn’t believe that these unimpressive looking items were considered the world’s three great delicacies—what on earth was going on with this world?

    “Pfft!

    Junk?” Liu Sisi was about to drink, but she burst into laughter when she heard Ye Feng’s words, turning the world’s three greatest delicacies into “junk.” Ye Feng really was quite the character.

    “You’ll know how good it is once you’ve tried it.

    Tasty is the real deal,” Li Minjie said somewhat irritably while enjoying the delicious truffles.

    No wonder, these three items were his favorite foods.

    Seeing Ye Feng dismiss them like that naturally upset him.

    He believed that only after Ye Feng had tried them would he understand their pleasure.

    “Whoa!

    These are actually pretty good.” Ye Feng had been skeptical, but after he took a bite, it was like he’d chewed some Excel gum; he just couldn’t stop.

    Liu Sisi first had a smug smile on her face as she watched Ye Feng wolfing down the food.

    But when Ye Feng nearly finished everything off, Li Minjie realized something was amiss.

    He quickly joined the ‘battle’ and rapidly devoured the delicious truffles.

    “These two guys sure are amusing,” Liu Sisi said with a playful smile as she watched the two of them.

    Liu Sisi’s journey in seeking a powerful backer had always been tough.

    If someone wasn’t coveting her beauty, wanting to take advantage of her, they would want to just sleep with her outright.

    This time with Ye Feng, things were entirely different; he simply liked her for who she was.

    Feeling like a celebrity was new and very comforting for her, and she considered herself lucky to have found such a reliable backer this time.

    “This stuff is really tasty.

    If we specially bred these, do you think we’d make a fortune?” Ye Feng remarked, wiping the corner of his mouth after finishing the world’s three greatest delicacies, still seemingly unsatisfied.

    “Breed these?

    These are better bred abroad.

    White truffles also grow better overseas.

    The quality isn’t up to par in our country,” Liu Sisi said, shaking her cute little head and promptly dismissing Ye Feng’s idea.

    Indeed, such endeavors might not fare well domestically, but Ye Feng had the Chaotic Space.

    He could easily produce succulent foie gras, top-grade caviar, and the finest white truffles.

    With the excellent environment of the Chaotic Space, these tasks would be relatively trivial.

    “Don’t worry!

    It won’t be long before I invite you all to enjoy the most authentic of the world’s three greatest delicacies,” Ye Feng said, chuckling confidently.

    “Keep dreaming!

    Blowing your own trumpet doesn’t cost tax anyway,” Liu Sisi said, taking Ye Feng’s words as a joke and laughing along with him.

    Liu Sisi was unwilling to believe, and Ye Feng saw no need to explain.

    After all, when he actually produced the goods, they would believe him.

    “By the way, Minjie, where does that Da Hong Pao we drank last time grow?” Ye Feng was looking to plant a few top-grade tea trees in his Space, so he set his sights on Da Hong Pao.

    “What are you up to?

    You’re not planning to steal tea, are you?

    That stuff may be delicious, but it’s a national treasure under heavy protection.

    A lot of people are guarding it.

    I’d advise you not to go,” said Li Minjie, his first reaction being that Ye Feng wanted to steal tea leaves to honor his father, getting anxious immediately.

    “Relax!

    I’m just thinking of borrowing a few branches to plant.”

    Hearing Ye Feng’s response, Li Minjie finally exhaled in relief, as long as Ye Feng wasn’t looking for trouble, it was all good.

    PS: I’m beyond complaining about Starting Point’s backend—it’s more exhausting to upload a chapter than to write the book.

    It takes half an hour each time, boo-hoo!