Pirate Throne of Salt

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"Blu, Bleu!"

"Hello, I'm Barsad, what can I do?"

Sitting in front of a huge screen, Bassad was watching the live broadcast of the finals intently, but an unexpected phone call interrupted his good mood at the moment.

"The Celestial Dragons are coming?"

"Okay, I understand. You go ahead and get ready. I'll take care of the rest."

Taking out a cigarette and lighting it, Barsad, who was always arrogant, showed a sad face this time.

After blowing out a smoke ring, the bad memories from the past gradually came to my mind.

"Dragon people, this is really... nonsense!!"

……

On the field, the finals have now entered, but at this critical moment, the man wearing a navy cloak suddenly asked to withdraw from the game.

"Contestant No. 47, are you sure you want to give up the game? It's already the finals."

The strong man waved his hand to indicate that he was sure to give up the game, then packed up his belongings and slowly walked off the field.

After he left the stage, a bearded man sitting in the audience hurriedly came up to greet him.

"Major General Voorhees, emergency call from this headquarters."

As soon as the strong man took the phone from the opponent's hand, the urgent voice of the commander of the Navy Headquarters came out.

"Rear Admiral Vosys! Please organize your team immediately and go to escort the nearest merchant ship flying the World Government flag. The people sitting inside are the Draconians from Mariejoia."

"I know." The man's voice was a little low, but he still accepted the order.

"Major General Vosyce, we..."

Before the bearded man could finish his words, the rear admiral known as Vosys said: "Quickly organize the team to prepare for the arrival of the Celestial Dragons."

"Yes!"

……

"Why did these marines leave so suddenly?" Shi Sheng was a little confused when he saw the marines who were just sitting next to him eating quickly getting up and leaving.

However, looking at the food piled up on the dining table, Shi Sheng rolled up his sleeves again and plunged into the battlefield of the dining table.

……

The middle-aged man at the judges' table who supported the navy looked a little gloomy at this time.

"Oh, how could this player withdraw from the competition? It's such a pity."

Hearing his complaint, the only female judge mocked: "Humph, men are men, short-sighted."

"Hahahaha, you two, let's just wait here quietly for the final result. Before the winner is announced, as judges, we still have to judge this game seriously." The oldest man spoke, and the rest The two of them stopped talking.

"The final result is almost here."

……

On the field, the remaining three contestants are Fat Chef Harry, Red-footed Zep, and Gourmet Knight Baguette.

Harry skillfully put the roasted chicken that had been covered in honey sauce into the oven. After a while, a scent wafted into the air.

More and more people in the audience returned to their seats. They looked at Harry's strange behavior and made a small comment.

This is the first time people here have seen how to make chicken, so they are very surprised. For most ordinary people, especially ordinary people in the pirate world, generally no one is willing to spend too much time talking about chicken. Because the amount of meat is too small, the size of chicken is simply not comparable to other animals in this world, and it cannot fill the stomachs of people in this world. Therefore, here, chicken is an ingredient that few people use.

"It actually uses chicken as an ingredient. As far as ingredients are concerned, I have already given it a very low score."

The middle-aged people seemed to be puzzled by Harry's behavior on the field. After all, the organizers had prepared a variety of expensive ingredients, and the contestants could choose at will. However, Harry chose cheap chicken as the ingredient, which was really a bit disappointing. Surprised.

"Hey, uncle, don't beat me to death with a stick. Well, you haven't even tasted it." After hearing the middle-aged man's comment, Matthew couldn't help but reply.

"Haha, everyone, calm down and wait a while to taste it. The results will come out. Don't be so excited."

……

Under the expectant gaze of everyone, Harry finally took out the food from the oven, and at the moment he took the crispy roast chicken out of the oven.

A breeze blew slightly, and suddenly a fragrance floated over the entire arena, and this fragrance also carried the fresh and tender aroma of meat.

"What does this smell like? It smells so good!!"

"Oh my god, why do I feel like the food in front of me doesn't taste good right now..."

"Damn it, with a chef like this, why are you holding a big eating competition!!! I want to give the organizer a bad review!!!"

……

Voices of discussion came from the crowd, and the originally bustling Big Eater Arena became quiet at this moment. Everyone greedily sucked in the smell in the air.

"Damn, what the hell is this? It smells too good."

Shi Sheng walked to the edge of the arena in search of the scent, but was stopped by the staff.

"Hello, sir, you are not allowed to enter the arena for the time being, but you can watch it from the audience first."

"Um, I guess it doesn't matter if the judge is my friend?"

"Sir, we have rules here."

"Alright alright……"

……

The middle-aged man at the judges' table was livid at the moment. He would have known better not to say so many words...

"This fragrance is really good."

The short old man praised.

After a while, the staff divided the roast chicken into four portions and delivered them to the four judges respectively.

Freshly baked crispy roasted chicken is placed on a delicate plate.

The roasted chicken legs and wings smell of a rich sweet aroma and a hint of wine, which will undoubtedly make people's appetite tempting.

The baked appearance is orange-red, bright and shiny, giving people a very delicious feeling on the outside.

Among the four judges, the oldest old man opened the plate and took a bite, and then fell into aftertaste.

After a while, the old man slowly spoke: "The meat is very tender, and the sweetness is obvious in the mouth. It can bring out the fresh aroma of the meat and give it a full aftertaste. In addition, the honey marinade is especially suitable for people who like sweetness."

"Is it that exaggerated?" the middle-aged man said in a small voice, then he also started to pick up the tableware, picked up a piece of chicken and put it in his mouth.

"Well, I think I need to take back what I said before..."

Before he could finish speaking, a female voice suddenly sounded.

"The meat is tender but slightly chewy, the sweet juice is delicious, and the most ordinary ingredients produce the highest-grade taste. It is undoubtedly top-notch."

While the other three judges were commenting, Matthew on the side had already finished destroying the chicken on the plate.

"Hiccup~"

"Judge, do you have anything else to say?"

"Um, no more. I think it's very good. I give it full marks!"

After Matthew finished speaking, he looked around and realized that for some reason, the other three people all looked at him strangely.