Chapter 28 Chang Lin
Sichuan Governor's Office.

The maids in bright clothes lined up in a long row, with their heads lowered, waiting quietly at the door.

Each person held a white porcelain dinner plate in his hand. The porcelain was as white as jade and as clear as a mirror. The edge of the plate was inlaid with gold threads, outlining delicate auspicious cloud patterns. The tray was covered with a dinner cover made of pure silver, with dragons and phoenixes carved on it, which was extremely exquisite and gorgeous. This set of dinner plates and dinner covers alone was worth a fortune and was in short supply.

At this time, the door opened and a man in luxurious clothes stood at the door and ordered, "Bring it up."

The maids moved lightly and placed the gorgeous and exquisite plates on the table one by one.

The man stood aside respectfully, clasped his fists and saluted towards the compartment from a distance, and said, "Master Wen, you can have your meal now."

The drowsy middle-aged man in the cubicle was flipping through the official documents in his hand out of boredom. The documents recorded important matters that needed to be resolved urgently, but he could not muster up the energy. He stared blankly at the words as if he was reading a mystery.

When he heard the word "meal" at this moment, he shuddered suddenly, threw the documents aside, and walked quickly into the hall.

After sitting down at the main seat, Sichuan Governor Wen Shizhang looked at the exquisite dinner plate in front of him and couldn't help complaining, "Mr. Chang, today's meal time is later than usual. You can eat earlier next time."

Chang Lin replied respectfully: "Master Wen, it is just after noon, neither too early nor too late, it is just the right time."

Wen Shizhang looked up at the sky and saw that it was just past noon. He couldn't help but mutter, "Really? I always feel that time is passing slower than usual. Never mind, let's eat. I've been busy with work recently and I'm tired both physically and mentally. If I don't have a bite of the food you cook every day, I can't cheer up."

Chang Lin bowed his head deeply to hide the smug smile on his face. He was still extremely respectful and said modestly, "Your Excellency is too kind."

Wen Shizhang couldn't wait to ask, "What did you cook today?"

"My lord, please take a look."

Chang Lin ordered the maid to open the lid, and dozens of delicacies appeared before his eyes. The bright and attractive colors and exquisite and gorgeous shapes even outshined the luxurious plates worth thousands of gold. Each one looked like a rare and precious item presented to the royal family, which was a feast for the eyes.

Wen Shizhang couldn't help but sigh: "It's amazing! Mr. Chang's cooking skills are amazing whenever you see it. It's so beautiful that I can't bear to pick up my chopsticks."

That being said, Wen Shizhang's mouth was filled with saliva and his stomach immediately started to growl. His taste buds and stomach had deeply remembered how wonderful the food would taste when it was eaten by the mouth and fell into his stomach.

Wen Shizhang couldn't wait any longer, so he grabbed the chopsticks, took a plate of food and started eating.

Wen Shizhang came from a scholarly family. He was well-read in poetry and books since childhood. His words and actions were very strict and he had an elegant demeanor.

However, the moment the food entered his mouth, he threw all the poetry, books and etiquette of the past behind him. The ancient family precepts such as "A gentleman should be elegant and upright" completely disappeared from his mind. Only one clear thought remained in his mind: eat!

He ate so much that saliva flew all over the place, and the juice and soup splashed everywhere. In the end, he felt that he was not enjoying the food enough with chopsticks, so he threw away the chopsticks and started eating with his hands, and his hands were covered with grease.

Chang Lin looked at Wen Shizhang, who was eating as greedily as a wild boar, and sneered undisguisedly.

Even Lord Wen, the Governor-General of Sichuan, who was in a high position of power and could be called the local emperor of Sichuan, was no match for delicious food.

The only sounds left in the room were chewing and the clatter of dishes. The table was full of food that was enough for five or six people, but in the end, Wen Shizhang ate it all by himself.

Only after he finished the last mouthful of soup did he sigh with contentment.

"Satisfied, really satisfied!" "Thank you for the compliment, Governor." Chang Lin bowed and saluted with great respect.

Wen Shizhang yawned loudly. He couldn't help feeling a little sleepy after lunch. He said sleepily, "Thank you for your hard work. Go down and have a rest. Don't forget dinner. It's better to serve it early."

"Yes, Master Wen."

Chang Lin stepped back, turned around and walked into a remote room.

There were three people waiting quietly in the room. They had ordinary looks and were dressed like kitchen boys. They could not be found in the crowd, but on their bare arms were tattoos of distinctive black unicorns.

Seeing Chang Lin coming in, one of them asked jokingly, "How is it, is our Lord Wen satisfied with the taste of the food?"

"Humph, is he still dissatisfied?" Chang Lin sneered, "I think we can move on to the next step."

The three of them straightened their faces when they heard this, and asked hesitantly, "Isn't it a bit too fast to proceed to the next step now?"

Chang Lin said: "Old Man Wen has been completely captivated by my cooking skills. He will yawn if he doesn't eat my food for a certain period of time. He looks lazy on weekdays and only becomes energetic when eating."

The three of them nodded in agreement when they heard this. They had never imagined that the once smart and capable Lord Wen would become so lazy and inactive now. He was not even interested in handling official business and just ate and slept every day.

This shows that the exquisite skills of the dark cuisine world can indeed completely control a person's body and mind.

When the three of them thought of this, their hearts began to beat with excitement.

Chang Lin continued, "In his current state, even if he noticed something was wrong with his body, he wouldn't think it was us who did it."

Another person took over the conversation and said, "If this continues, he will slowly become a fool who is drowsy every day and only thinks about eating. By then, the affairs of the Sichuan Governor's Office will be completely controlled by our dark cuisine world."

"At that time, the official governor of Sichuan will still be Wen Shizhang, but the actual governor of Sichuan will be you, Chang Lin. From now on, we will call you Lord Chang."

One person said flatteringly.

Chang Lin smiled complacently, then glanced at them sideways and said disdainfully: "Are you so excited just to be the Governor of Sichuan? If we control the emperor in the future, won't the whole world belong to us? You can choose any official position you want to hold by yourself."

"Hey hey hey..."

When the three heard this, they laughed out loud with joy.

Following Chang Lin's words, the three of them couldn't help but let their thoughts wander and start daydreaming.

Where would it be best for me to be an official in the future?
Shanxi? It's rich, with plenty of money, not bad.

No, no, no, Guangdong is still better. Jinshan Zhuhai, the emperor's southern warehouse, the richest man in the world! That's what it means to be truly rich!

Okay, now that we’ve chosen, it’s Guangzhou!
The three of them were eagerly looking forward to the day when the dark cuisine world would control the emperor and rule the world.

(End of this chapter)