Sanji suddenly knelt down on one knee. The thin cigarette in his mouth was replaced by a rose at some point. He spread his hand upward and said calmly and orderly to Kaya who was suddenly as overwhelmed as a deer:
"Beautiful young lady, have you felt the power of the God of Love? My heart is being pulled by it, walking towards your heart step by step. Listen to the sound of this surging and blazing sound like the magnificent tide!!"
"Haha..." Kaya smiled awkwardly. Everyone else here had cold sweat on their foreheads... This is really a strange cook.
"Sanji, okay, okay, stop harassing the female guests! They are big pirates. Of course, if you want to be a pirate, no one will stop you." Chef Carne, who was wearing sunglasses that barely blocked his eyes, said dissatisfiedly as he looked at the action here.
"It's not your turn to teach me a lesson." Sanji stood up and straightened his tie, "Do you want to drive me away and inherit the position of sous chef? Stop dreaming."
"Tch!" Carne snorted and stopped talking.
"I'm disturbing your meal." Sanji bowed gentlemanly and backed away slowly.
The food on the table is very rich, including soup, toast, juices and drinks, salads, grilled lobster, grilled fish fillets, etc.
"Let's go." Buggy unceremoniously picked up a piece of bread and put it in his mouth. The bread was very crispy and had an excellent taste. Combined with the crispy yellow butter inside, it had a sweet and numbing feeling, which was on par with the slightly spicy meals made by Shuma.
The others also moved their chopsticks tacitly and ate happily. Even the always lazy Mikuru, after seeing the tender grilled fish fillets, quickly brought it to him and stuffed it into his mouth without any scruples, with a cute blush on his face.
Half of the food on the table was swept away like a whirlwind.
"Which one is Buggy!"
A group of strangely dressed pirates appeared at the door of the restaurant, surrounded by a man in gorgeous clothes.
Those who come are not good.
The surrounding guests stopped what they were doing, and their eyes were once again drawn to Baratie Although there are pirates coming all the year round, there were actually two waves of people today, and one of them was so arrogant. It seemed like a very restless day.
At the table by the window, Buggy peeled off the shells of the lobsters without a care, dipped the golden shrimp meat into the dipping sauce, and put it into his mouth.
"I say it again, Buggy, come out to me, I will take your head today and make your name East Blue!"
The richly dressed pirate glanced around.
Patty and Carne who were in the kitchen heard the noise and ran out quickly. Patty stared angrily. "Hey, you bastards, don't block the door and disturb other guests!"
Veins popped out on the face of the pirate in gorgeous clothes. "How dare a mere waiter speak to me like this? I am a 'lone wolf' Cherxun with a reward of six million."
As soon as he finished speaking, a heavy force came towards him. Cherxun was unable to dodge and was punched out. He fell on the deck outside, his life or death unknown.
Mohji threw the chestnut in his hand into his mouth, chewing it while saying vaguely, "Captain Buggy said, if you don't get out, you will end up like him. Uncle Mohji will not show mercy."
Several men quickly ran out of the deck and shook Cherxun's body, "Boss Lone Wolf, stop joking... Get up and get rid of that white-haired bastard!!"
The latter lay motionless on the deck.
"Damn..."
The pirates at the door gritted their teeth and looked inside and outside. The lone wolf boss who was the backbone of the pirate group was knocked down with one blow, and the opponent was just a subordinate. In this case, they couldn't help but not understand the situation. They just dropped a few words such as "We will definitely come back" and "Damn it, just wait for me", and then left the restaurant as if running away.
I really don't know what they are here for... There are really a lot of reckless pirates in this sea, Buggy thought to himself indifferently, and the movements of his hands never stopped, as if nothing had ever happened.
Mikuru stood up at that moment and sat back on the chair. She remembered that she no longer had to steal the pirates' treasures.
The small episode in the restaurant caused a few timid guests to hurriedly check out and leave, but most of them stayed seated. After all, for the regulars who lived a dull life, such a fight could bring them back a sense of passion... although the fight ended quickly.
After clearing the food on the table, the Buggy group returned to Big Top. They rested when they needed to, exercise when they needed to, and read when they needed to read. The leisurely time passed by in an instant.
Shuma on the other end ate the soft dessert made by Zeff, and said it was delicious, and followed the latter for special training with approval.
As night fell, it was time for Baratie to close its doors. Shuma finally made the first delicacy under the special training of Zeff, and it was now being brought to the table.
"Golden paella!"
A large plate of golden rice looks like a building made of layers of bricks and tiles, and the architectural patterns are drawn with various seafood. It has a rare three-dimensional feeling, and it exudes an alluring aroma from the inside out, making people's fingers move.
Zeff looked at the fried rice in front of him with a straight face, "Hey, Sanji, come here too."
"Smelly old man, you didn't see me cleaning up!" Sanji walked over reluctantly with a dissatisfied look on his face.
Zeff hit Sanji on the head with the high chef's hat on his head, "I tell you to come over, just come over. When your wings are hard, do you want to fly away!!"
"Hmph, stinky old man, I won't leave here unless you die."
"He is indeed a ruthless brat... Come on, this is what Shuma made. Come and try it too." With that said, Zeff divided the rice into two portions, placed them on two plates, and pushed one plate in front of Sanji.
Sanji sat down and gave Zeff a strange look. How could the smelly old man be so interested in a boy?
He picked up Scoop and put the paella into his mouth at the same time as Zeff, "I'm starting."
The two of them ate paella.
Shuma, who was standing aside, looked at the two of them expectantly, "How is it, how is it! This is the paella that I made with all my strength, it must be delicious!"
The two of them swallowed the paella, and their cheeks suddenly turned red like burning clouds at dusk. The sweat from their foreheads was dripping down their cheeks and onto the plates. Their eyes widened in disbelief. The top of their head was like a volcano about to erupt, with bursts of red smoke rising from the surroundings.
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What kind of spiciness is this!!
"Poof!"
Two gagging sounds sounded at the same time. Sanji and Zeff quickly covered their mouths and hurriedly swallowed the paella that was about to be spit out. Then, with tacit understanding and difficulty, they put the rice on the plate into their mouths in one bite.
"Smelly old man, although I have allowed you to live a comfortable life for so many years, it seems that you have not forgotten..."
"You brat, stop pretending in front of me, and listen up, don't waste food, or I'll beat you to death!"
Listening to the two of them devouring their food and having "harmonious" conversations from time to time, Shuma rubbed his fingers under his nose proudly.
"The food I made with all my strength is really delicious!"