Pirate's Swordsman

"Hey, smelly old man!"

The blond boy with curly eyebrows in a black suit couldn't help shouting loudly before he even entered the kitchen: "Stop messing around in there, come out quickly, hurry up!"

"You brat, why are you shouting?"

A powerful voice came, and immediately an old man wearing a tall chef's hat and a wooden prosthetic leg poked his head out, glared at the blond boy with curly eyebrows and said dissatisfiedly:

"Didn't you see that I'm busy right now? It's dinner time. You're the sous chef, so why are you out here to help me?"

"That person is the owner of this restaurant, Red-footed Zhepu."

Seeing this old man, Ize turned to his wife and whispered: "I heard that he seemed to be a big pirate at first, but he has been washed away for many years. Later, he founded the Barati restaurant and became the most famous restaurant in the East China Sea. One of the chefs."

"Eh? Is there such a thing?"

It was obviously the first time for Katrin to hear this, and she couldn't help but cover her mouth, a little surprised.

She turned her head and looked around, just in time to see the blond boy with curly eyebrows take out the newspaper from under his arm, raise it to Zhepu opposite, and snort:

"Oh? Really? Then keep busy. I finally saw the news about Brother Xia Nuo in the newspaper, and I wanted to share it with you..."

Swish!

Before he finished speaking, his vision suddenly blurred. He saw Zhepu, who was still in the kitchen a moment ago, suddenly came to him with a sudden stride, took away the newspaper with a "snap", stared down and read it carefully. stand up.

follow closely.

There was a burst of hurried footsteps, and the chefs who were busy in the back kitchen rushed out from behind the door, crowded behind Zhepu, and stretched their necks to read the newspapers.

"There is news about the chef. Where is it? Where is it? Why didn't I see it?"

"What a bastard Carl, he's so fat and he's still squeezing in the front, please don't block the way, I can't even see him anymore!"

"You still say you can't see the big headlines on the front page. Are you blind?"

"Hey, what are you arguing with him about? He's not blind, he's just illiterate and can't read."

……

Dozens of people crowded together, and the whole restaurant suddenly became noisy and noisy.

"Uh……"

Ize couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded. He was about to ask the waiter what was going on, but when he turned around, he found that the waiter who was pouring them drinks just now also rushed over to read the newspaper.

What's happening here?

While he was confused, Zhepu, who was crowded in the center, had already roughly finished browsing the reports.

"This brat, I haven't heard much about him for a year and a half since the last fight with that guy from BIGMOM."

The old man threw the newspaper to Paddy next to him and laughed:

"I thought he was too seriously injured and was hiding somewhere to recuperate, but I didn't expect that all of a sudden he would make huge news again!"

He put one hand on his waist and the other hand, stroking his braided beard, tutted: "Even the admiral of the navy... This is really an amazing achievement. That brat, I'm afraid he has got carried away now! "

"Brother Xia Nuo never gets carried away."

Sanji opposite had just lit up a cigarette. He blew out the smoke ring, curled his lips and snorted, "In my opinion, the one who is most proud of you right now is obviously you, the smelly old man, right?"

"You talk too much!"

Zhepu's face was slightly red, and he immediately glared at him fiercely. He took the cigarette from his mouth with a "pop" sound and crushed it with his foot. "I have said it so many times that I can't say it right. I smoke it again at such a young age." Have you smoked? Have you forgotten that when you secretly smoked, you were beaten up by that boy Xia Nuo?"

"Forget it, stinky old man, it was obviously your fault."

Sanji rolled his eyes and said angrily: "Don't think that I was young at that time and couldn't remember things, so I just wanted to slam the shit basin on Brother Xia Nuo's head."

"Cough cough..."

Zhepu, who had failed to frame the frame, coughed heavily. Seeing that the chefs around him had finished reading the newspaper, he immediately changed the topic back to business:

"Well, you should all know what happened now, right? How are you doing, each one? How do you feel?"

"It's so cool, haha!"

Paddy was the first to not hold back, he punched the table next to him, his face turned red with excitement, "Even the general of our headquarters was defeated by him, it's so damn happy, I'm worthy of it." It’s the chef who grows up!”

"That's right, even if you become a Shichibukai, you can still embarrass those stinky marines!"

"I declare that the chef is now the greatest swordsman in the world. All objections are invalid!"

"Nonsense, you don't need to announce that he is the world's greatest swordsman!"

……

The chefs were in a state of carnival. Some whistled, some high-fived each other, and some even took off their chef hats and threw them into the sky in excitement. As a result, their aim was too bad, and they just happened to throw them crookedly, and it fell into the soup of the guests on the table next to them. inside.

"Hey hey hey, what are you doing!"

Seeing that his soup was stained, a short and fat guest at the table immediately stood up angrily and yelled: "A bunch of uncultured bastard cooks are making a lot of noise, do you want people to have a good meal?"

"Sorry, guest!"

Zhepu glanced at him and said with a smile: "These guys were so excited that they didn't pay attention. I will waive the bill for this table."

"Eh?"

The pudgy guest was startled when he heard this, and then he was overjoyed. The cost of the Barati restaurant was very high. Anyway, he had almost eaten the food on the table. He didn't want the remaining soup. After calculation, he spent hundreds of thousands of dollars less. Profit, no matter how you calculate it, it's a big profit.

"What is this called?"

Although he was happy in his heart, he snorted coldly on his face and said displeasedly: "Is this a necessary thing? I am a famous big businessman in Cocosia Village. When did I need your money?"

"Oh?"

Zhepu frowned and asked curiously: "Then what do you mean?"

"Of course we have to let this guy apologize to us!"

The pudgy guest suddenly stretched out his hand, pointed at the chef who accidentally threw his hat into the soup, and said with arrogance:

"Also, although the food you have here is not very tasty, it is still enough to fill my stomach. I have some followers on the ship who have not come over for dinner. Please prepare some and pack them back for me."

"Be careful when packing. Use an insulated box. It shouldn't be too hot or too cold. You also need some snacks and desserts. If you have red wine, that would be great..."

Here they are still talking in detail, but over there old man Zhepu is already impatient. He has opened a restaurant on the sea for so many years. What kind of customers have he not seen before? Naturally, it is obvious at a glance that this guy is something special. Little thoughts on the countertop.

"It's noisy."

Zep shook his head and glanced at Sanji.

The latter immediately understood. With his trouser pockets inserted, he walked leisurely behind the short and fat guest who was still talking non-stop. He stretched out his hand to grasp the clothes behind the other person's neck and lifted him up skillfully.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

After finding himself off the ground, the pudgy guest's words stopped abruptly. He struggled hard and cursed at Sanji behind him:

"You bastard blond kid, what do you want to do to the guest? Put me down quickly!"