The Way of the Pirate Arrives

Chapter 185 Chapter One Hundred and Eighty-Five Ordinary Days (Seeking Subscription and Recommendation Tickets)
It is still the sea restaurant Bharati, but this time it is a warm and simple room.

Warmth exists because of Robin's company, and simplicity means that the room only has a table, a bed, and a few books piled on the table.

"Robin..." Wu Ya muttered dreamily on the bed.

On the side, Robin smiled brightly. She pulled the quilt covering Wu Ya, "Brother Wu Ya, I've always been..."

But the happy time is always short, as Robin walks to open the hanging curtain by the window, a ray of sunlight enters the room and reflects on Wu Ya's eyelids, Wu Ya wakes up leisurely.

The thunder light on the platform has disappeared, and the cracks left behind are slowly closing. All of this takes time, but the most precious thing is time...

Going around and going around, and finally returned to the original point, Wu Ya looked at Robin's figure, and felt that he had never had peace in his heart.

"I don't want you to have scars every time I see you, promise me, okay?" Robin Qingsi covered the falling sunlight, revealing a perfect curve.

Wu Ya wanted to say something, but he hesitated to say anything. Every time he returned with injuries, it was a fact, and he couldn't refute it...

But Robin seemed to see Wu Ya's expression that wanted to explain but couldn't express it. She walked to Wu Ya's side and held Wu Ya's hand tightly.

"Next time, take me with you, okay?" Robin clasped Wu Ya's hand and said.

The room is quiet, lonely man and widow, love each other, time goes by, even Wu Ya can't control the evil thoughts that keep emerging in his heart, causing ripples in his heart...

When Wu Ya stepped out of the room again to face the blowing sea breeze, his heart felt refreshed, and he could smell the strong aroma of food wafting from Balati's kitchen while breathing.

"Goo... woo!"

After all, Wuya is not that exiled immortal who doesn't eat the world's fireworks. Although he can get five grains, he still can't resist his stomach growling after smelling the food.

"Have you heard? The Dragon Pirates entrenched in one side disappeared in a few days!"

"You just know! I heard that on a night of lightning, thunder, and storm, I saw someone walking in the wind and walking towards the direction of the dragon and pirates! I guess it was the person who walked the wind!"

"Are you lying to ghosts? If someone can walk in a storm, is that still a human being?"

Wu Ya stepped into the sea restaurant and listened to all kinds of news in the East China Sea. Some people have seen dragons walking in the storm, and some people are talking about the disappearance of the evil dragon and pirates entrenched in one side.

Wu Ya found a secluded table, sat down and listened to these people talking, felt the dull atmosphere of life, he wanted to be quiet...

Suddenly, Wu Ya sensed that eyes were converging on him, and Wu Ya followed the feeling to look, only to see Sanji in the kitchen with a small head looking at him.

Sanji thought that he would be very hungry after waking up from a coma, so he looked at the dining area and waited for Wu Ya from time to time, wanting to cook Sanji's secret dish to thank Wu Ya for his kindness.

Wuya looked at Sanji for a while, and Sanji seemed ready to ask Wuya to comment on the secret dishes. Sanji walked slowly to his side and brought out a high-end and high-grade golden dragon belt.

"Little guy, why weren't you afraid of me just now? Are you not afraid now?" Wu Ya swept the golden dragon belt that Sanji brought, looked at Sanji and asked.

"Because I heard from Sister Robin that you are actually very gentle...and my benefactor, so I would like to invite you to taste the golden dragon belt I made, please!"

When Sanji asked Wuya, his body was bent at ninety degrees, and it could be seen that he cared about Wuya very much.

But Wuya was indeed hungry, after a ray of Dao Qi lifted Sanji up, he picked up a golden dragon belt in front of Sanji.

Naturally, this dragon belt is not a real dragon belt, but a variety of caviar mixed with secret soup, and then served with fish tendon of large fish. After finely threading the caviar, it can be obtained by boiling and stir-frying.

Wu Ya only felt that the golden dragon belt melted in his mouth, and the caviar slipped into his throat unprepared, while the caviar rolled in his throat, he passed through the intestinal tract and went straight to his stomach...

A burst of heat spreads through the whole body, and the cells of the whole body are absorbed crazily like a long drought meets grace, and the caviar turns into streams of qi and blood flowing through the whole body, and is finally stored as Dao qi by the qi and blood lotus.

For a moment, Wu Ya seemed to understand something, long-term bigu is actually far away from the smoke and fire of human nature, how can one be human if one does not eat five grains.

"It's delicious, but you don't have to wait for me, go get busy!"

After tasting the golden dragon belt, Wu Ya said to Sanji who was beside him.

The business of Balati restaurant is very hot, people come and go, and there is an endless stream of people yelling for food. Wu Ya slowly tastes the golden dragon belt and listens to the communication of various people in the restaurant.

Pirates are very vulgar, businessmen talk about their interests, and the navy puts down their guns. It seems that there is an unspoken rule here that no troubles can be caused.

"Yo... Yo! My little brother looks so young, why is his hair white?" A pirate approached Wu Ya who was staying in a secluded corner and taunted him.

"Isn't there still room over there? I don't want to kill people!" Wu Ya glanced over.

"It seems that there is a good show, and newcomers who don't know the rules are making trouble here." Someone at the surrounding dining table whispered.

Boom...boom!

There was a sound of footsteps, and Zhepu came out of the kitchen wearing a tall chef hat and a handsome scarf, "Who is making trouble?"

"Did you see it? That's the 'red-footed' Zhepu who retreated from the great route, it seems that this newcomer is about to suffer!" Someone looked at Zhepu and muttered in a low voice.

When Wuya heard about Zhepu, he couldn't help but think of the fat chef on his boat. He glanced at Zhepu, and the two mustaches on his face that could be braided were very characteristic.

"You are the head chef of Balati, the restaurant on the sea!" Someone yelled, "If I don't cook for me, I don't have anything to do here!"

The next moment, bang!
A large pit in the shape of a human appeared on the wall of the ship, which was formed after the violent collision of the clamoring pirate. I saw Zhepu's legs, which were as red as a soldering iron, slowly returned to normal.

"See, Zepna's so-called 'red feet' kicking skills, I heard that the Creek Pirates dare not provoke them easily!" someone murmured.

But with Zhepu's cold eyes, the whole room was silent, and some people even swallowed unconsciously when they saw Zhepu's eyes.

Only Zhepu said indifferently, "Sanji, hurry up and clean up the dining area! Otherwise, you will be disqualified from cooking."

At this time, the golden dragon belt that Shan Zhi held in front of Wu Ya was no longer emitting heat. It just so happened that Zhepu saw it. You must know that Zhepu is a person who regards food as his life.

Zhepu glanced at Wuya and walked to Wuya, staring at the golden dragon belt dish, "Guest officer, don't waste food, this golden dragon belt won't taste good if it gets cold!"

Hearing this, Wu Ya was a little astonished. Looking at Zhepu's back as he entered the kitchen, he seemed to understand why the fat man's cooking skills were inferior to Zhepu's.

If you are not crazy, you cannot survive, so why is he not like this...

　Sorry for the late second update!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)