The Pirate I Am Undead

Chapter 30 Now it’s my turn to ask the question

But Mo Jing's reverie was interrupted the next second.

"What's the fuss about? You stinky cook, hurry up and bring the dishes that the guests want!" A tall and thin man with blond hair and a black suit stood at the door of the kitchen and yelled.

"Damn it Sanji, you don't need to tell me I know it!" The strong man waved the menu like a powder keg that would explode at a moment's notice.

But the blond man seemed to have long been accustomed to the other party's rudeness. With one hand in his trouser pocket and the other holding a red wine tray, he walked elegantly past him.

"How many times have I told you, Paddy, don't call me by my first name? I'm the sous chef in this restaurant!"

It was okay not to say this. Once he said it, the strong man named Paddy became even more angry. But just as he was about to say something, he heard the sound of a spoon hitting a goblet behind him.

"You two!" Mo Jing said dissatisfied: "No matter what, we should serve the guests' food first, right?"

“It’s not the etiquette a chef should have to keep guests waiting!”

Mo Jing was very dissatisfied with Paddy's level of hospitality. Even when he was the famous "Sea Demon" master, he never had the habit of keeping guests waiting!

"I'm very sorry, uncle!" When Paddy turned around again, he had put on the formulaic smile again on his face, rubbed his hands and asked Ajin: "Sir, have you finished your order?"

Ah Jin glanced at Mo Jing and saw that he had no special instructions, so he casually ordered a dish and handed the menu back to Paddy.

"Masters, please wait a moment~" Paddy walked to the kitchen with the menu.

It can be seen that he is not actually afraid of Ah Jin like the ordinary people around him, he is just surprised.

Of course, Mo Jing didn't want to cause trouble.

He brought the crew to relax, not to fight.

It’s just that the glances around me that can’t hide their curiosity are a bit annoying...

Ah Jin sat indifferently.

A murderous pirate like him has long been accustomed to all kinds of looks.

But the other four miscellaneous fish were a little restless.

Soon, various dishes were placed on the table, and the fragrant aroma slightly distracted everyone's attention.

Everyone tasted it one by one, with expressions of satisfaction on their faces!

Nicholas nodded seriously: "The stew is very good!"

Next to him, New Year's Eve looked happy: "I have never eaten such delicious fried rice!"

Eden simply stood on the chair and sipped the red wine with an intoxicated expression: "It's been a long time since I drank such a delicate red wine."

Garfidel was focused on cooking, and when Eden wasn't paying attention, he snatched half of the steak on his plate.

Mo Jing and Ah Jin were the only two people on the dining table who tasted each dish briefly and then put down the tableware in their hands.

delicious!

Everyone feels that way.

But I always feel like something is missing!

Although the sous chef named Sanji seemed careless, during the busy process of passing the dishes, he still took some time to pay special attention to the special guest at Mo Jing's table.

Seeing the satisfied expressions on their faces, he also smiled proudly.

But he soon realized something was wrong - almost every dish on the table was eaten by the guests, except for one dish, which only a few chopsticks were used and no one paid attention to it.

That's a sashimi!

Sashimi made from the top-quality fish from the East China Sea, "Snowflake hornfish."

The orange-yellow fish meat is neatly arranged on the ice, exuding an alluring luster... It's a pity that no one appreciates it.

Sanji felt a little angry for a moment!

He hates people who waste food!

No matter whether this person is his guest or not, whether he gives money or not!

But he is not angry about this at the moment. After all, although these guests don't look like good people, it can be clearly seen that they are not here to cause trouble!

They tasted every dish sincerely, except for the sashimi that they didn't like.

So his first reaction was that there was something wrong with that sashimi!

Maybe it was contaminated with the smell of other dishes, or maybe it wasn't cleaned properly during handling.

This is the chef's dereliction of duty!

So he prepared a bottle of red wine, walked elegantly to a few people, and asked, "Guests, are you still satisfied with the dishes in our restaurant?"

Eden said with satisfaction: "Very good! But the stool is a bit short!"

Others poured in the praise.

Sanji twitched the corner of his mouth, poured red wine for several people, and said casually: "Is this sashimi not to your taste? Do you need my help to change it?"

He smiled very warmly, but in fact there seemed to be a devil stomping his feet hard inside: "Don't let me taste who doesn't cook carefully, otherwise..."

But as soon as he said these words, several people present looked a little strange.

They looked at each other.

Still the most inconspicuous New Year's Eve said: "Well...actually the sashimi is also very good, but it just feels a bit off...the taste?"

He said it tactfully, and Nicholas on the side quickly added for him: "It tastes bad!"

Sanji was silent for a moment, then picked up the plate of sashimi and tasted a piece.

Chewing carefully and swallowing, he closed his eyes for a while before opening them.

The restaurant was quiet, and the surrounding guests were eating carefully, looking in this direction nervously and excitedly.

He just barely had the words "fight" written on his face.

"Everyone..." Sanji held the plate, his face no longer as warm as it was at the beginning, but rather cold.

"If I taste it correctly, there is nothing wrong with this dish..."

Anger gradually appeared on his face:

"If you don't know how to eat it, you don't have to order it, but if you do, please cherish it! This is a dish that the chef worked hard to make!"

Sizayu seemed a little frightened by his sudden anger. He blinked and didn't know what to say.

Ah Jin raised his eyebrows: "How arrogant, chef, what if I say no?"

"Then get out of here!"

A whirlwind kick shot towards Ajin!

But he was easily blocked by Ah Jin with his arm!

There were bursts of exclamations around, as if they didn't expect that the rumored battle between the chef and the pirates was true, and several tables close to each other were frightened and ran away!

Suddenly, only Mo Jing's table of guests remained in the middle of the restaurant.

Seeing a conflict about to begin.

Dang~dang~dang~

Mo Jing knocked the goblet again helplessly:

"You two, calm down, okay? We're just having a meal, why bother fighting?"

Sanji's answer was cold: "I'm never polite to guests who waste food."

Ah Jingang was about to continue his hard work, but Mo Jing gave him a casual look, then took a step back and returned to his seat angrily.

"You are right, food should not be wasted!" Mo Jing nodded seriously.

"I'm very sorry, what do you think we should do?"

"Eat it all!" Sanji pushed the plate in front of Mo Jing and looked at him condescendingly.

"You..." Ajingang was about to get angry, but was still stopped by Mo Jing's eyes.

Mo Jing was silent for a moment, then took the sashimi from Sanji's hand, picked up one piece, swallowed it, and then the second piece...

"Captain!" Sizayu and Ajin both stood up, clenching their fists with anger surging in their eyes.

No one can watch their captain being humiliated!

Especially pirates!

"Why, you guys want to try it too?" Mo Jing smiled easily.

But it seemed like a breath was stuck in several people's chests.

"I come!"

Ah Jin was the first to pick up the chopsticks and pinched two large pieces of the entrance. He stared at Sanji, and every bite seemed to bite him!

"And me!" x4

All the other fish followed suit.

Mo Jing watched them finish eating, put the plates on the table, and looked at Sanji:

"Are you satisfied?"

Sanji frowned. He didn't expect it to develop to this point. At first, he thought it was just a fight, just like he used to teach those blind pirates.

But this time...

"That's it!" He said proudly.

Mo Jing nodded and sat down: "Very good, now it's my turn to ask the question."

Boom!

He inserted "Vendetta" and the scabbard into the ground, and tapped the handle lightly with his fingers:

"Who made this piece of shit sashimi? If you can't hand it over in five minutes, there's no need for this restaurant to exist!"