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Chapter 985 Easy to deal with
Everyone went downstairs.

The sharp-eyed reporter immediately spotted Ye Fan's trace.

"He has appeared, hurry over."

According to Fan Di.

Most of the reporters already knew the details of Ye Fan.

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

Almost straight to the point.

"Mr. Ye Fan, I heard that the pancakes you made can be eaten by patients with severe anorexia. Is it true?"

Looking at the crowd full of expectations.

Ye Fan nodded lightly: "Yes, it's true."

The reporters looked happy.

I'm afraid he won't admit it.

If he doesn't admit it, it will be difficult to ask follow-up questions.

Much better 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 if the food problem is solved, they will naturally be able to live like normal people."

What kind of fallacy is this.

With a good relationship, they subconsciously feel that they will make pancakes for all anorexic patients.

Excuse me, why?
Lao Tzu is not a street vendor, relying on it to make money.

"The reason is simple, because making pancakes is not my main business, and I wouldn't do it for anorexic patients."

Ye Fan's answer was very indifferent.

But it caused an uproar among the crowd.

There is nothing wrong with saying this from a rational point of view.

You can stand on the side of humanity.

It seemed a bit cold.

You have that ability, but you watch patients die.

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

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

Even dare to say such a thing.

"Mr. Ye, it's okay if you don't make it, but are you willing to publish the recipe of pancake fruit?"

Hear this.

Many people grinned.

So blatantly asking for other people's formula, what is the difference between this and a robber?
And the formula is the foundation of their foothold.

Without the recipe, the miraculous effect of pancake fruit will be completely lost.

The person sneered slightly.

In fact, he is for the formula.

He was not a reporter at all, but a thief sent by Fan Di.

Jin Fangfeng sighed slightly.

These people are so naive.

What is the use of going to the recipe?

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

But what about the results?

Jin Ruoxi didn't even eat a bite.

He didn't understand until the end.

What is delicious is not pancake fruit.

It's the pancake fruit made by Ye Fan.

Even if someone can perfectly copy all his steps, there is no way to copy the perfect taste.

Everyone thought Ye Fan would cherish himself with his broom.

But he didn't expect him to nod indifferently: "No problem, don't talk about the formula, even if I make a video, I can publish it."

"what?"

The crowd was horrified.

The reporter said quickly.

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

"Mr. Ye, your approach is simply good news for the majority of patients."

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

But Ye Fan's next sentence extinguished everyone's enthusiasm.

"The recipe can be announced, but whether it can make my taste is another matter."

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

"Actually, the most important recipe of my pancake fruit is not the material, but me."

This...isn't it a joke.

Ask for your recipe.

Come make your own is the recipe.

Who can put you in a pancake fruit roll?

"Oh? Does that mean that not only do you not want to tell everyone the formula, but you also don't want to treat people with anorexia?"

"Mr. Ye, isn't it a little too cruel, too ruthless, and too unreasonable for you to do this?"

Ye Fan sneered.

"Are you kidnapping me morally?"

"It's not about kidnapping you, it's about your greater ability to treat more people. Why don't you do your part for the society and for the patients? Those are all fresh lives. Do you have the heart to watch them die one by one? "

"You are not cruel, you are not ruthless, and you are not making trouble unreasonably. If someone wants to recognize you as his son by threatening death, will you agree? If you don't agree, you are being cold, heartless, and making trouble for no reason?"

"This...isn't a concept."

"I think it's the same."

Everyone was speechless for a while.

Unexpectedly, many well-spoken reporters were so confused by Ye Fan that they couldn't refute.

Mainly he was too calm and calm.

There is no sense of tension facing the camera at all.

And they discovered that Ye Fan would not be kidnapped by morality at all.

This is a man who is mentally strong, rock solid.

suddenly.

Ye Fan spoke again.

"Actually, it's not that I can't tell you the formula, but that if I tell you, you can't afford it."

This sentence offended everyone even more.

"Hmph, are you a little arrogant? Do you really think that if you can make pancakes, you will be invincible?"

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

"It costs five yuan a piece on the street, and you can add bacon for eight yuan."

Ye Fan cast a glance at him.

"Then why don't you buy them on the street? Can the pancakes on the street be eaten by anorexic patients?"

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

The reporter scoffed again.

"The top ingredients are nothing more than black truffles, foie gras and matsutake. Many people can afford these things."

"Really? From my list, I don't know how many of them I can afford."

As he spoke, he took the list of medicinal materials in Jin Fangfeng's hand.

This is how he thinks of coping.

Raise the bar.

He believes that under such a threshold, few people can do it.

really.

After seeing the list.

Everyone fell silent.

The hundred-year-old ginseng and the hundred-year-old Polygonum multiflorum above are all priceless things.

Not only do you need money, but you also need a way to get it.

Not ordinary people at all, no, it should be said that it is not available to ordinary rich people at all.

"Are these ingredients top-notch enough? But let me tell you, these things can only make two pancakes, and the price is about 3000 million."

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

What Ye Fan said was very sincere.

It can be described as moving.

If it weren't for Jin Fangfeng, everyone knew that this is the medicinal material for the cure, not the material for the pancake fruit.

They will all believe it.

Jin Fangfeng's eyes lit up.

No wonder this kid is not afraid.

It turned out that there was already a way to deal with it.

Not bad.

The reporters made a list and sighed.

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

"It's impossible to mass-produce pancakes."

"But we have a curious point, that is, the Jacuzzi and 5.0T, V12 cylinder, twin-turbo intake, 8-speed automatic manual, and a maximum horsepower of 725PS. What is the DBS?"

(End of this chapter)