Pirate: Eternal

Of course, Vlad did look at other people as if they were little fools, but he did not use this to create a sense of superiority.

He may be a little smarter than others, but his knowledge and structure are far ahead of his time. Otherwise, he is just a little fool with some brains.

Vlad believed that learning was not limited to books.

Life is about learning all the time, you need to learn how to behave, you need to learn every little skill in life, and you even need to learn how to curse people to hurt them more.

Compared to others, Vlad was simply more awakened and could see himself more clearly.

"It's getting closer and closer to the time for the Straw Hat King to go to sea. I hope Sachi will gain something from this trip."

During this period of time, Thatch did not follow Vlad every time he went out to purchase. He was afraid that he would miss the dark fruit because of the extra presence of him.

Vlad joining the Whitebeard Pirates and getting acquainted with Thatch had already caused the butterflies to flap their wings. If the addition of him caused Thatch to deviate from the original purchase plan, then it would all be in vain.

Soon Ozma came to the kitchen, skillfully shrunk the thigh meat of the Neptune species in the freezer with fruit power, then picked it up and put it on the cutting board and cut it into very small pieces.

After cutting the vegetables and meat, Ozma looked at Vlad who was tasting the soup. At first, he didn't think there was anything wrong. After taking a second look, he noticed the difference.

"Vlad, I remember you said you didn't like wearing this chef's hat. Why do you keep wearing it recently?"

The reason why Ozma asked this was actually because Vlad, who was particular about the absolute cleanliness of the kitchen, never wore a hat to prevent his hair from falling into the food. This was very inconsistent with his persona on the ship.

Vlad shook his head and smiled after feeling the fake hidden in it: "Because I feel that a twist of fate is coming, and I have to be prepared at all times."

The Devil Fruit was neither too big nor too small. Vlad really couldn't find any place on his body to hide it, but the wide chef's hat could just accommodate it without being suspected.

Ozma blinked and secretly thought that this guy couldn't stand still anymore, and he couldn't help but feel a little reluctant in his heart. He still liked the atmosphere of the Whitebeard Pirates.

Despite her reluctance, Ozma never thought about parting ways with Vlad.

Although Vlad's heart was full of eyes like a sieve, it was very reliable. The second reason may be the mutual attraction between smart people.

After Ozma finished eating, her hand was reaching for her pocket, and Vlad directly handed the tissue over. Sometimes with just a slight hesitation, Vlad knew what he was worried about.

Without being wary of Vlad, it was really easy and pleasant to get along with him.

After getting everything ready, Vlad and Ozma came to the deck carrying pots and dishes respectively. The pirates who smelled the aroma had already prepared bowls and sat cross-legged on the ground waiting for them.

This is not the first time that Vlad has served hot pot on the ship. Compared to the oden made by former captain Kozuki Oden of the Second Division, the pirates prefer the spicy and chewy butter hot pot.

After pouring the meat and vegetables into the pot, Ace took the initiative to release flames to heat the pot, while the other pirates lined up to Vlad's side to prepare the dipping sauce according to their own taste preferences.

Gollum~

As the aroma became stronger and stronger, the sounds of hunger came one after another, and the pirates looked at the pot and kept swallowing their saliva.

Snapped!

Vlad suddenly used a spoon to slap away the chopsticks that a pirate had put into the pot.

"It's not cooked yet. If you wait any longer, you'll get diarrhea and illness if you eat it raw."

The pirate said nonchalantly: "Vlad, don't be so strict. Besides, with Captain Marco here, these are just minor problems!"

"No!" Vlad shook his head seriously, "I will never allow anyone to get sick from eating the food I cook. My cooking must be healthy and safe!"

"That's right, with Vlad here, we can eat delicious food with confidence!"

“It’s really reassuring to have Vlad cooking for us!”

"Hahaha, I eat Vlad's cherry pie every day!"

All the pirates, including Teach, began to agree. For a while, the deck was filled with laughter and laughter. Whitebeard, who was sitting at the bow of the ship, also had a happy smile on his face when he saw this scene.

"Brother Tiqi, I also prepared rock sugar cherry juice for you. You can try it later."

"Hehehe~" Tiqi scratched his head and smiled honestly, "Thank you so much!"

Previously, after seeing Whitebeard eating Vlad's food without any problems, Teach also started asking Vlad to make cherry pie when Thatch was out shopping.

Back and forth, Vlad was basically responsible for Teach's cherry pie.

While all the pirates were waiting impatiently, as Vlad shouted that it was time to eat, the pirates picked up their chopsticks and put them into the pot like hungry wolves pounced on food.

After the Neptune thigh meat was taken out of the pot, Ozma waved his hand and raised a gust of wind, and the thumb-sized piece of meat instantly returned to its original shape.

The pirates poured the dipping sauce on the pieces of meat the size of basketballs, and then continued to put the meat in the pot, regardless of burning their mouths for a few bites.

"Eat more vegetables, vitamin supplements are very important!"

Seeing that they only ate vegetables but not meat, Vlad stood aside and yelled at them loudly.

"Haha, don't be bored!"

Ace responded casually with food in his mouth, but the chopsticks he put into the pot opened the vegetables and picked out the meat.

Vlad rolled his eyes helplessly, turned back to the kitchen, picked up a pot of hot pot with butter soup and brought it to Whitebeard.

"Why isn't it spicy? I want to eat spicy food too!"

Whitebeard was immediately dissatisfied when he saw the plain white soup. His upturned beard and downturned mouth formed a horizontal unknown x.

Vlad handed him a large bowl of dipping sauce made with sesame oil and onions and garlic, and said, "Oh Yaji, the peppers are gone. Brother Sachi has gone out to buy them. You just have to endure it this time, and I will let you eat spicy food next time." of."

"Stupid son." Whitebeard raised his brows, "That's what you told me last time. You have to be more sincere when you lie!"

Despite what he said, Whitebeard still took the bowl that was handed to him.

In fact, Whitebeard knew that this was an agreement between them and Marco. In order to condition his body, he could not eat spicy food. It was good to have hot pot today instead of old hen stew.

"Oh Yagi, let me pour you some wine." Vlad took out a glass bottle filled with urine-yellow liquor and poured it into Whitebeard's exclusive bowl.

Seeing this, Whitebeard's brows, which had just soothed, wrinkled again.

Before Whitebeard could complain, Vlad said with a bitter face: "Oh Yaji, if you don't bear it any longer, Brother Marco has brought all the wine on the ship to disinfect the wounded. This is the only wine we have now."

In fact, Marco did not allow Whitebeard to drink at all, but Whitebeard only drank wine and not water, so he had no choice but to give him medicinal wine.