In the world of pirates, you are crazy and yelling at others

The other side of Candy Island.

The food cart entered a tall walled fortress, and the house was full of pink decorations, childlike and colorful.

The cart stopped and the soldiers retreated.

In the kitchen of the fortress, only the cooks were still busy.

After finishing mixing the rum, Alleya stood up from the back of the cart and asked, "Are the ingredients almost there?"

she asked the man standing on the ladder stirring something.

The large spoon in Birgy's hand picked up the egg batter in the large pot. The egg batter was thin but evenly mixed. He turned his head and said: "You can put other things in!"

"Okay, I'm ready too. Sabayon's top priority is the special blend of rum!" Alaya pointed to the two small basins in front of her, which contained strangely colored wine. "The dark rum and the The flour-based mixture is mixed together, and the golden rum, white chocolate, and butter are poured into the flour-free mixture.”

The cook following Burge did as he was told and took away a basin each.

The aroma of the wine is light and pleasant, like a cool summer breeze entering the nose, making people sober up.

To make sabayon, you need to stir low-alcohol wine into the batter until it is semi-congealed, then pour it into a mold and bake it in the oven.

The main body has the burnt aroma of cake and the smooth texture of cream, which is extremely sweet.

Use fruits with a sour and soft taste to make it into a semi-solid form. Pour the prepared egg paste into a plate, heat it over water, and sprinkle with lemon zest.

As for Sabayon ice cream, it is stirred with fresh egg yolks and milk, and the alcohol content can be high. It is put into the freezer to form and then taken out. The cold and refreshing taste is simply the best choice in summer.

The four flavors of sabayon are all placed in a giant bowl, which needs to emphasize the taste of wine and sweetness, plus the changes that stimulate the taste buds. Cold and heat, sweetness and novelty, drunkenness and tipsiness blend with each other, and the aroma of wine and egg The blend of aromas brings you a dreamy journey of taste buds.

The cooks are immersed in the joy of work, performing their duties, and occasionally there are compliments floating in the air.

The slight smell of alcohol in the whole room was intoxicating.

Katakuri and the others didn't bother them making cakes, but that didn't mean there weren't uninvited guests.

"Cool, cool, cool, let me see what I'm busy with~ It turns out to be mom's theme cake~ The aroma of wine is refreshing~ It's the taste of dreams~ Four Seasons Sabayon~" A bel canto song belonging to a bass came in from outside the door.

Four square-shaped but armored soldiers carried chairs on their shoulders. On top, a short and fat man with a somewhat fat appearance sat on it. His legs were in plaster, and his hands were wrapped and hung around his neck.

The man's thick lips opened in a wide arc, and his eyes were full of approval.

"Is this the Sabayon you made? It's not bad~" The man stretched out his fingers to swipe the cream on the plate, put it into his mouth and tasted it.

"Ding——" His eyes shone with surprise.

"Delicious!" He licked his lips and continued: "Are you the new chef? I am Baobao and I am responsible for BIGMOM's meals. Your skills are barely suitable for working under me. You are welcome to join. The treatment behind me is not good. Small."

Except for those cooks, none of the cooks in Pumanda looked at him.

"Quack, quack—" the crow landed on the top of the loaf of bread.

Alaya, who was sitting on a high stool, shook her shaker cup and glanced at him with her black eyes, without making any expression.

Longbread felt embarrassed for a while, but he didn't care about this disregard, and still had a bad smile on his face.

"I'm just here for inspection. According to the schedule, you should finish it in fifteen minutes. That's good. It can be completed two minutes before the afternoon tea starts."

"By the way, after you finish Sabayon, someone will pick you up to meet your mother. You must pay one month's rent every six months to stay in Totland, so be mentally prepared! Cool, cool, cool!"

The long bread monster smiled and was carried away again.

The chefs then slowed down their work and looked at each other.

Pumanda's cook, Monte, narrowed his eyes and asked: "Your Highness, do we need to settle here? What is the 'rent'? Why is it paid for one month every six months?"

Eller poured the wine in his hand into the goblet, twisted an ice cube with tweezers, raised it and took a sip.

With so many people working under her, it's okay for her to be lazy.

The rum is strong and stimulates the taste buds.

Elle's red lips parted slightly: "No, I'm talking about business, not selling people. If the transaction is successful, I will only keep the formula. There are other arrangements for where you are going."

That rent is undoubtedly the life span.

If they don't stay, they don't have to pay.

Hearing her say this, everyone in Pumanda breathed a sigh of relief.

They didn't want to stay in such a depressing and strange place.

On the other hand, the other chefs were hesitant to speak.

Elle's eyes flashed, she drank the wine in one gulp, stood up, took off her apron and threw it on the chair.

"I'll leave the finishing touches to Bogie and you guys. It's too stuffy here. I'll go out for a walk." She finished her sentence, walked to the door, opened it a small crack, and disappeared.

The chefs who were left behind continued to work hard.

Time is tight.

At this time, in a dark room.

A pair of red eyes suddenly opened, and a huge figure appeared on the sofa.

"Mom, mom, Katakuri, you are back. Can you fulfill your promise?" A low and loving smile came out.

In the open space in front of her, the light gradually fell down, illuminating the back of the person standing there.

Katakuri's eyes were deep and his voice was calm and steady: "Mom, the cake will be given to you on time. I have another thing to report to you."

The aunt frowned and asked in confusion: "What?"

"I made a deal with someone else, using our funds in exchange for her dessert recipe and the development of future weapons."

Katakuri told the truth and had no intention of hiding anything.

The aunt obviously caught the key point in his words, "Her? Have you ever been in contact with a woman and made a deal?"

Her good son is not one who compromises easily.

Katakuri looked up at his mother's fat face, which was illuminated by the light, and he could see the contempt in her eyes.

He lowered his eyes and spoke calmly: "Yes, Mom, the other party seems to have the resources of a scientist. I have seen both projects. There are no problems. The advantages outweigh the disadvantages."

According to what the woman said, the idea of ​​those technological weapons would indeed increase combat power once successful.

Anyone who obtains a highly lethal weapon will have the upper hand on the sea.

The aunt leaned forward slightly and looked down at him.

Future weapons?

It sounds like a good thing.

Is it reliable?

Although she was dissatisfied with his behavior, she did not choose to speak out.

Instead, he said generously: "You made these decisions without asking for my consent. Maybe it's because I haven't taken care of you since you were a child, so I won't argue with you."

"How could I restrain you?"

There was a slight pause in her words, and her voice lowered a bit.

"But if you secretly fall in love with a useless woman, I will be angry, Katakuri!"

His pupils were filled with strange colors and full of displeasure.

Katakuri was silent for a moment, then lowered his head, "I can't, Mom."

After receiving his affirmative answer, the aunt happily leaned back, waved her hands and said: "You go to rest first, and when you are ready, go to Candy Island for afternoon tea. After all, that is a good thing you did."

"Let me meet your transaction partner only after I enjoy afternoon tea."

She also wanted to see what the woman who defeated her son looked like.

She could smell the failure on his body.

Humph, if he was invincible, how could he tell her these things that he had never done before?

You are still too naive, stupid son.

Katakuri turned around and stepped into the mirror behind him. The water rippled and disappeared.

After he entered, Bree next to him said worriedly: "Brother, is this really okay? If you tell your mother this, she will definitely not like it."

Katakuri said nothing and kept walking forward.

After a long time, he comforted him: "Bree, even if I don't say it now, the woman will take the initiative to say it when she waits for afternoon tea. It's better to confess first."

He walked to a square mirror, stopped, turned around and said softly: "Go back and wash up. Don't be too embarrassed in front of your family."

They all smell of dust, wounds, and blood.

After that, with the help of Bree's ability, he walked through the mirror and returned to his residence.

This is the first time that he has made a fool of himself in front of his mother.

I hope my mother won’t blame him for losing face in front of others. If she gets angry, the only one who will suffer is...

That woman.

He was curious, how would his mother deal with her?

Bree twitched the corner of her mouth and smiled, "Even if mom doesn't like it, she will definitely not blame you for being so powerful, brother."

With admiration in her words, she also walked through the mirror and left the mirror world.

And after the two left.

"Bulu Bulu..."

In front of the aunt, the pink phone bug opened and closed its red lips.

The aunt stared at the phone bug with gloomy eyes and smiled suddenly.