Pirate Throne of Salt

Under Fat Chef Harry's crispy roast chicken, the four judges finally gave an average score of 98. Such a score has greatly exceeded Harry's own expectations. If Harry really wins this time, then Harry You will make a lot of money.

With a burst of applause and cheers, Harry slowly walked down the ring, followed by Zhepu's performance.

It's still the same ingredient - strawberry, but this time, Zhepu made the strawberry feel different.

Boil the strawberries over slow heat to make strawberry jam, then add an appropriate amount of milk while the jam is still warm and stir.

Do you think this is the end?No, no, no, Zhepu slowly took out the second ingredient this time, a few skewers of barbecued meat. These meats are very fresh and tender. They are taken from the most elite part of the Neptune species. They can be said to be very precious ingredients. Okay, this is the first time Zhepu has used expensive ingredients.

Slowly grill the barbecue over low heat until browned, and spread the strawberry milk jam made on site evenly on the barbecue. The final result of Zhepu's competition is complete.

"Very strange approach."

The middle-aged man watched Zhepu's making process with an incredulous expression on his face. This was the first time he had seen someone smear jam on barbecue.

The female judge was not as surprised as the middle-aged man, but she still confirmed softly: "Indeed, the milky aroma of jam will suppress the original taste of barbecue, and barbecue is usually salty and spicy, but he took a different approach."

Matthew and the other old man did not speak, but picked up the food sent by the staff and began to taste it slowly.

……

The game is still going on on Puke Island, but a huge ship appears on the sea in front of Puke Island at this moment, and this ship also hangs the flag of the World Government.

On the deck, an old man wearing a bubble-like helmet and sunglasses looked at the island in the distance, and laughed obscenely.

"Hahahahaha, it looks like there is another small island in front of you! Hahahaha, can you feel the ordinary people looking up to God again?"

This man's name is Roswad Saint. He is a descendant of the Celestial Dragons and has such a bloodline. He has been at the top of the pirate world since he was born.

As a Tianlong, he is obsessed with the feeling that common people look up to him. In his opinion, he is a god.

"Sir, the small island in front of you is called Puke Island. It is a famous gourmet island on the sea. Do we want to stop the boat?"

The CP0 members wearing white suits behind Roswad Saint asked him for his opinion in a very respectful manner.

"Stop, of course stop, it must stop!"

In Roswald Saint's arrogant tone, the man in the white suit quickly walked into the cockpit and told the ship's driver to prepare to stop the ship.

……

On the coast of Puke Island, the navy stationed on the island has already put on uniform navy uniforms, and has also cleared a port for the Tianlong ships to park alone.

The navy soldiers stood upright one by one, not daring to show any signs of neglect. After all, the people who came were the Celestial Dragons...

The navy is still busy here, but in the villa area of ​​​​Puke Island, Bussad is lying on the sofa and smoking cigarettes one by one. The room is filled with smoke. God knows how many cigarettes this guy has smoked.

"puff!"

After blowing out a smoke ring again, Barsad slowly let out a burst of self-deprecating laughter.

"Hahahahahahaha, Tianlong people!"

"Dragon people?"

Amid this laughter, long-lost memories slowly emerged from Bassad's mind.

After so many years, when he heard the words Tianlongren again, this man still showed unwillingness and resentment in his eyes.

……

Many years ago, there was a family of three in Mariejoia. The father was the royal chef of the Celestial Dragons, the mother was a full-time wife, and Barsad was the baby of the family.

At that time, the young Barsad thought that he would have a happy family in the future. However, he was wrong. He was so wrong. His father's career seemed glorious, but the risks behind it were not small at all. After all, Banjun Like accompanying a tiger, what's more, this gentleman is a Tianlong!He is a god-like person.

The royal chef of the Tianlong people, such a profession can certainly bring huge wealth and privileges, but these are only relative to ordinary people, and to the Tianlong people, these are nothing.

That year, the young Barsad witnessed with his own eyes the gods of this world, the Celestial Dragons, whose actions destroyed an originally harmonious family.

.........

"Dad, do you still have to go to work today?"

As usual, the young Barsad said hello to his father after getting up. This should have been an ordinary day, like any other, but fate seemed to have played a big joke on him.

"Dad has a day off today and will stay with you and mom at home."

"Great."

The young Barsad seemed very happy because his father finally had time to spend with him today.

"Let's go, today, daddy will teach you how to make cakes."

Holding his father's hand, he walked into his courtyard. Under his father's guidance, Barsad slowly made his first cake.

Just when the father and son were happy, a huge noise outside the house interrupted their laughter.

Lying on the window, Barsad was about to take a look at what was happening outside, but before he could see clearly, his father's hand covered his eyes.

Outside the house, a Celestial Dragon wearing a bubble helmet was walking on the street holding a golden pistol, followed by dozens of CP0 bodyguards in white suits. With such a formation, ordinary people on both sides of the street were undoubtedly confused. He knelt down on the ground with his head lowered. No one wanted to touch the dragon's beard of the Tianlong who was walking at the front.

"Well, this should be the home of that old guy Roswald Saint's personal chef. Hahaha, I finally found it. I must poach that chef this time, otherwise that old bastard will be with me every day. Show off here!”

"Jack, can't you hear me? Find me that chef's home!"

Behind him, a man in a white suit with numb eyes slowly moved his body and began to check from house to house.

At this time, Barsad, who looked confused, had been hidden in the closet by his father. As a young boy, he didn't understand why his father seemed to be afraid of people outside, but he still listened to his father's words obediently. hidden in the closet.

"Oh!"

The man in a white suit roughly opened the solid door, and a fat figure entered from the outside. After looking at the layout of the entire room with disgust, he shouted in an arrogant voice.

"Is this the home of Rozwald Saint's personal chef?"

"My lord, I am..."

"Oh?"

The fat Tianlong looked at Barsad's father and seemed to be interested. So he sat on the sofa in the house and said casually: "I'm hungry, so, do you understand?"

"I'm going to prepare food for you adults."

Through the gap in the cabinet, Barsad looked at his father's respectful look, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.