Baratie

The Baratie, a sea restaurant, is a restaurant known as "battle", and it is also the most famous restaurant in East Blue. Its head chef, Red-Footed Zeff, was a pirate who sailed the Grand Line for a whole year. For some reason, he lost his most important right leg and returned to East Blue to open this sea restaurant, providing unforgettable delicacies for merchants and pirates traveling on the sea.

The restaurant's environment is clean and comfortable, and the quiet atmosphere is very pleasant. The guests are all enjoying the food in front of them.

A young man in a black suit, with blond hair and curly eyebrows, walks among a group of girls with elegant manners and gentle tone, worthy of being called a gentleman.

Rodney sat down at a table, and a waiter immediately came over, poured him a glass of water, handed him the menu, and asked with a good attitude, "What would you like to eat, sir?"

He opened the menu and said, "A sweet and sour Sea King tenderloin, braised beef balls, seafood fried rice, mussel sashimi, and a bottle of wine. Anything will do."

"Okay, sir, please wait a moment, we will arrange it for you immediately. But sir, the rule of the Baratie restaurant is that you cannot waste food. Are you sure you can finish it?" The waiter couldn't help but ask, looking at Rodney's figure.

At sea, every piece of food is hard-won, and food must never be wasted. If anyone wastes it, they will be kicked out of the Baratie restaurant.

"Don't worry, I can eat it," Rodney said with a smile.

The waiter nodded and didn't say anything more. After noting Rodney's order, he turned and left.

The environment in the restaurant is very comfortable, and everyone is tasting the delicacies prepared by the Baratie chefs. This is a pleasure for them. Among them, there are many big merchants, and some even want to recruit a Baratie chef to cook for them exclusively, but unfortunately, all the Baratie chefs have unanimously refused.

The Baratie has a special meaning for them, providing delicious food for everyone sailing on the sea, and seeing the satisfied smiles on their faces is the greatest compliment to the chefs.

There are also a large number of chefs with excellent cooking skills here, which is also a challenge and can increase their cooking skills.

Under the guidance of head chef Zeff, their cooking skills are growing rapidly.

Before long, the dishes Rodney ordered were brought up. The sweet and sour Sea King tenderloin was a very large plate. The Sea King's body is huge, and a piece of tenderloin is also not small, occupying most of the table.

Many people are not surprised, because there are many big eaters in this world. They eat a lot, have great strength, and can fight.

Rodney started eating, starting with the sashimi. Each slice of sashimi, evenly thick and crystal clear, lay quietly on the plate, with attention to plating. He picked up a slice of sashimi, dipped it in the Baratie's secret sauce, and put it in his mouth.

Mmm, delicious!

He felt his taste buds rioting, and his gastric juices were secreting in large quantities, craving food.

He picked up another brown beef ball filled with soup.

Mmm, delicious!

The beef ball was soaked in soup, and a strong umami flavor gushed out with a bite. This bite was incredibly refreshing!

He cut a piece of tenderloin covered in red sauce.

Mmm, delicious!

It was sweet and sour, removing the fishy smell from the Sea King meat and making it appetizing. He should have eaten it first, but it didn't have much of an impact.

He scooped a mouthful of seafood fried rice.

Mmm, delicious!

Various seafood were mixed in the rice, and he felt the umami flavor exploding and jumping, sliding down his esophagus into his stomach, filling his hunger.

Satisfying, comfortable!

Let's eat!

Eating meat in big mouthfuls and drinking wine in big gulps was incredibly refreshing, not to mention this kind of deliciousness.

His movements were not large, but the dishes on the table were disappearing quickly. Rodney said, "Waiter, another serving of the same, but no sashimi. And three more bottles of wine."

"Yes." This time, the waiter no longer questioned whether he could eat it, because after eating so much food, Rodney's stomach was only slightly bulging.

With long-term exercise, Rodney's physique was also increasing, and his demand for food was also increasing. Soldier Pill could indeed provide the necessary energy, but this did not prevent him from eating.

The food he ate was chewed thoroughly and entered his stomach, which was packed full, and some of it had already begun to digest.

Another serving of dishes was quickly brought up, and Rodney still ate it all. He patted his bulging stomach and said with satisfaction, "Ah, satisfied, so refreshing, as expected of the Baratie sea restaurant. Check, please."

The Baratie restaurant's prices were all reasonable and didn't cost too much, about the same as the last time he used Multiplying Explosive Tag.

He patted his stomach and bought a few bottles of wine to put in his waist bag.

Just then, a group of fierce-looking guys broke into the restaurant, led by a one-eyed Dragon. The lackeys under him were so ugly that one couldn't bear to look at them.

He opened his mouth, revealing a mouthful of rotten teeth, and stuttered, "D-d-don't move, r-r-robbery!"

"Don't move! Our boss said! Robbery! Men stand on the left, women stand on the right, and those who are neither men nor women stand in the middle!"

A short, fat winter melon next to him clamored loudly.

"S-sea pirates!"

The originally quiet restaurant suddenly became noisy. These were all merchants with no strength to truss a chicken, with no combat power, and were frightened by this group of pirates and hid. This action further increased the arrogance of this group of pirates.

"Hahaha, hand over all your money, and that kid over there, call out your head chef and bring out all your money, I..." Before the short, fat winter melon could finish speaking, a leather shoe was magnified in front of his eyes, kicking the short, fat winter melon out, and he fell into the sea with a plop.

Sanji raised his leg, with a cigarette in his mouth, and said, "What did you say? I didn't hear you just now!"

His actions caused countless female guests to scream. No other reason, he's handsome!

Rodney, who was originally preparing to take action to digest his food, sat back down in his seat. There was no need for him to take action at all. Sanji should be considered the highest combat power in the Baratie, or maybe it's Zeff. He just didn't know how much strength the old man had left after losing a leg.

"Charge!"

"Rush!"

"Rush, rush, rush... rush!"

Crackling sounds!

After a thorough beating, Sanji kicked the group out of the restaurant.

They weren't welcome here; they clearly didn't appreciate food and had scared the cute young lady...

Young lady... hehe...

Sanji's expression gradually softened as he thought of something. Although he was a perverted chef, he was a gentleman, or rather, a knight. He was a man who wouldn't even attack the okama of this world.

After chasing away the pirates, Rodney returned to the merchant ship with his bottle of wine. This little bit wasn't enough to get him drunk; it was like a beverage. Next up was training. How could he not train?

"Shadow Clone Jutsu!"

He created a Shadow Clone, then began to fight it with pure Taijutsu.

Taijutsu from Naruto, Marine Six Styles, he used them all. The main body also had weights attached, and the Sharingan was activated throughout the fight.

This way, he could get double the experience and increase his reaction speed.

He and its Shadow Clone fought on the sea, closely following the merchant ship, not falling behind too much, nor being seen by others. Time passed like this, and they completed an escort mission.

They boarded another merchant fleet for an intelligence gathering mission. This time, the task was mainly to investigate what this merchant fleet was secretly transporting for others.

Night.

Rodney entered the room and had its Shadow Clone transform and sneak into the hold. Naturally, the Shadow Clone would do such a dangerous thing. The Second Hokage created this technique in the first place to gather intelligence and complete various dangerous missions.

The Shadow Clone quietly entered the hold, easily using its Sharingan to control the guards, and then arrived at the deepest part of the hold.

After searching around, it found only grain and local specialties.

Something felt strange. This shouldn't be. There couldn't be nothing unusual; otherwise, the system wouldn't have issued this mission.

Could it be...

It went to the granary and began to push the grain aside, and then it discovered the boxes underneath the grain.

Opening one, it found brand new firearms.

Smuggling arms!

These guys were really bold. If this stuff was discovered, they'd be in deep trouble.

However, a considerable portion of the East Blue Marines were rather... corrupt. So, by bribing officials and using grain as cover, they could sell these things to pirates without any problems and make a fortune.

The Shadow Clone disappeared. A few days later, Smoker received a tip from a concerned citizen and detained the merchant fleet.