985: C985 Easy to Deal with

C985 Easy to Deal with

Everybody go downstairs.

Some sharp-eyed reporters immediately found traces of Ye Fan.

"He appeared. Hurry up and go over there."

According to Fann Di.

Most of the reporters already knew about Ye Fan's background.

So they didn't ask too much about his personal identity.

It was almost the main topic.

"Mr. Ye Fan, I heard that the pancake you made can be eaten by people with severe anorexia, is that true?"

He looked at the crowd full of expectations.

Ye Fan nodded lightly. "Yes, it is true."

The reporters were delighted.

They were afraid that he would not admit it.

If he didn't admit it, the following questions wouldn't be easy to ask.

Things would be much easier now.

"Does that mean that anorexia patients can be saved?"

"No."

Ye Fan directly denied it.

"Why? Anorexia is the physical and mental harm caused by not eating food, but once the problem of food is solved, they can naturally live like normal people."

What kind of absurd theory was this?

With good relationships, they subconsciously felt that they would make pancakes and fruits for all anorexia sufferers.

May I ask why?

I'm not a street vendor, so I rely on it to earn money.

"The reason is very simple, because making pancakes and fruits is not my main business, and I won't do it for anorexia patients."

Ye Fan's reply was very calm.

But it caused a huge commotion in the crowd.

There was nothing wrong with his words from a logical point of view.

However, standing on the side of humanity.

It was a bit cold.

You have that ability, yet you can only watch the patient die.

This is obviously a kind of cruelty, and also another kind of murder.

The reporters didn't expect Ye Fan to be so decisive.

He even dared to say such words.

"Mr. Ye, it's fine if you don't want to make it, but are you willing to announce the recipe of the pancake?"

Hearing this,

A lot of people are grinning.

What was the difference between asking for the formula so brazenly and being a robber?

Furthermore, the formula was the foundation of their existence.

Without the formula, the magical effect of the pancake would be completely lost.

This person sneered.

Actually, he was doing this for the formula.

He was not a reporter at all. He was a thief sent by Fann Di.

Jin Fangfeng sighed slightly.

These people were too naive.

What was the use of getting the formula?

He asked the chefs at home to make no less than a thousand pancakes and fruits according to Ye Fan's method.

But what was the result?

Jin Ruoxi did not even take a bite.

In the end, he understood.

What was delicious wasn't pancakes and fruits.

It was the pancakes that Ye Fan made.

Even if someone could perfectly replicate all of his steps, they would not be able to replicate the best taste.

Everyone thought that Ye Fan would keep it to himself.

Unexpectedly, he nodded indifferently. "No problem. Not to mention the formula, even if it's a production video, I can post it."

"What?"

Everyone was shocked.

The reporter hurriedly said.

"Mr. Ye, is this your side contribution to the anorexia patient?"

"Mr. Ye, your way of doing things is a blessing to the majority of the patients."

"I didn't expect you to be so noble."

However, Ye Fan's next sentence dampened everyone's enthusiasm.

"The formula can be announced, but whether it can produce my taste is another matter."

"As far as I know, there are many people who know my formula, but none of them can produce the same taste."

"Actually, the most important formula for this pancake of mine is not the ingredients, but me."

This... Wasn't this just bullshitting?

I'm asking you for the formula.

If you were to ask him for the formula, he would be the one to give you the formula.

Who else would be able to wrap you up in a pancake?

" Oh? Does that mean that not only do you not want to tell everyone the formula, you also do not want to treat anorexia patients?"

"Mr. Ye, aren't you a bit too cruel, too heartless, and unreasonable by doing this?"

Ye Fan sneered.

"Are you kidnapping me with morals?"

"I am not kidnapping you, but you are more capable to save more people. Why not help the society and the patients? Those are all fresh lives. Do you have the heart to watch them die one by one? "

"You're not cold, you're not heartless, you're not unreasonable. If someone uses death to force them to acknowledge you as their son, would you agree? If you don't agree, you will be cold, heartless, and unreasonable? "

" This... isn't the same concept. "

"I think it's the same."

Everyone was at a loss for words.

They did not expect that the reporters who could talk would be rendered speechless by Ye Fan.

The main reason was that he was too calm and collected.

He didn't feel nervous at all when facing the camera.

They also realized that Ye Fan would not be morally kidnapped.

He was a man with a strong heart and as firm as a rock.

Suddenly.

Ye Fan spoke again.

"Actually, it's not that I can't tell you the formula. It's just that even if I tell you, you won't be able to do it."

These words offended everyone even more.

"Hmph, isn't this a little too arrogant? Do you really think you're invincible just because you can make a pancake?"

"I can't even afford it! How much is a pancake worth?"

"Five dollars for a pancake on the street, eight dollars for a bacon."

Ye Fan glanced at him.

"Then why don't you buy it on the street? Can the pancakes and fruits on the street be eaten by anorexia sufferers?"

"Let me tell you, the reason why my pancakes are so delicious is because I used the best ingredients in the world."2

The reporter snorted again.

"The best ingredients are black truffles, goose liver, and antlers. Many people can afford them."

"Is that so? I wonder how many people can afford my list."

As he spoke, he took the list of medicinal herbs from Jin Fangfeng's hands.

This was the solution he had thought of.

Increase the threshold.

He believed that under this threshold, almost no one would be able to do it.

As expected.

After looking at the list.

Everyone kept silent.

The hundred-year-old ginseng and the hundred-year-old polygonum multiflorum were all priceless items.

Not only did they have to have money, but they also had to have a way to get them.

They were not ordinary people. No, it should be said that they were not things that ordinary wealthy people could get their hands on.

"Are these ingredients top-notch enough? But let me tell you, these things can only be made into two pancakes and fruits. The price is around 30 million."

"It's not that I don't want to help, but that I am powerless to help."

Ye Fan said it very sincerely.

It could be said to shake the heavens and earth.

If it wasn't for Jin Fangfeng and the others knowing that this was the root medicinal herb, and not the ingredients for the pancake.

They would have believed it.

Jin Fangfeng's eyes lit up.

No wonder this kid wasn't afraid.

It turned out that he already had a way to deal with this.

Not bad.

The reporters recorded the list and sighed.

"Mr. Ye, I think we misunderstood you! These things are indeed too precious."

"There is no way to mass produce pancakes and fruits."

"But we have one thing we're curious about, the bathtub and 5.0T. V12 vats, double turbine inlets in, 8 blocks in one hand, self-sustaining, self-sustainable, self-sustainable, self-sustainable, self-sustainable, self-sustainable, self-sustainable, self-sustainable. The Aston Martin with the maximum horsepower of 725 PS, what does the DBS do? "

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