The strongest monk among pirates

Chapter 18 Sea Restaurant

In an unknown area of ​​​​the East China Sea, a shabby boat with a broken mast was drifting with the waves like leaves floating on the sea. Fang Han was lying weakly in the boat with his face sallow and skinny. He had been hungry for half a month.

Dead D. Woods snatched Fang Han's storage bag, and in the vast sea, Fang Han relied on his extraordinary physique to persist until now. Before he went to sea, he prepared countless food and water, but they were all packed in storage bags. Now that there is no storage bag, it means that there is no food. Although the sea is a treasure mountain with countless fish, Fang Han has no way to catch it. If he Jumping into the sea to catch fish and losing the boat will lead to death.

There is still hope for staying on the ship. There is a high possibility of encountering other ships. Of course, there is also a chance of encountering a pirate ship.

"You bastard, that damn shell, I can feel the storage bag getting further and further away. Don't let me catch you." Fang Han rolled his eyes, his pupils were dull and dull, and he muttered.

Fang Han's spiritual mind is attached to the storage bag, and he can vaguely sense the general location of the storage bag. However, the most urgent thing right now is to fill his stomach and regain his strength.

"I really want to eat bread, caviar and barbecue." Fang Han's vision became increasingly blurry, as if he could smell the aroma of food. He placed his hands on his belly, and his eyelids became heavier and heavier, completely comatose due to hunger.

"Hey Sanji, look, what is that?"

A huge fish-shaped ketch, built like a high-end restaurant, with smoke curling from the chimney on the top, and a signboard that says "baratie", is sailing slowly on the sea, with two people on the deck talking animatedly. One of them was fifteen or sixteen years old, slender, wearing a black suit, with slightly long hair covering one eye, and the eyebrows of the other eye were slightly curly. Face to face with him was a young man wearing a chef's uniform. This young man inadvertently went to I glanced at the distance and suddenly spotted Zhang Xiaochuan. There seemed to be someone else in the boat.

"Look, look, Sanji." The young man stared at the boat drifting in the distance.

"Oh, where is it?" It turned out that the young man in a suit was called Sanji. He looked along the young man's hand, raised his eyebrows, and said to the young man, "There is someone in the boat. Please tell the helmsman to come over, otherwise he will definitely die."

"Okay." The young man turned and left. After a while, the fish-shaped brig turned thirty degrees to the left and headed towards the boat.

As the distance continued to get closer, Sanji could clearly see the person in the boat. Of course, this person was Fang Han. Sanji lit a cigarette and smiled, "What a lucky guy, welcome to the baratie restaurant on the sea." "

Sanji jumped up and landed smoothly on Fang Han's boat. He put his hand on Fang Han's heart. Bang bang bang, he was still alive. Sanji looked happy, picked up Fang Han and returned to the sea restaurant baratie. He looked at Fang Han. Han's sunken cheeks said, "With such amazing willpower, most people would have died long ago."

Sanji was holding Fang Han in his arms and was about to enter the restaurant. Suddenly, two tall, fierce men with huge spoons and shovels came out of the restaurant and stopped Sanji, quarreling with each other and fighting with each other.

"Paddy, Carne, what are you going to do?" Sanji stopped, holding a cigarette in his mouth, his expression suddenly turned cold.

"I was just about to ask you, Sanji, you brought a bunch of people on board again. How many times have I told you, our baratie is a restaurant on the sea, not a soup kitchen." Carne, who was wearing sunglasses, waved the shovel in his hand and said you are welcome. Said to Sanji.

Sanji grinned, exhaled a puff of white smoke, and said, "He is a guest."

As he was about to move forward, Paddy came across him, and Sanji had no choice but to stop again and looked at Paddy coldly.

Paddy scanned Fang Han's body and said without hesitation, "A guy who can't pay for the meal is not a guest. Do you think he is rich?"

"Any hungry creature is our guest." Sanji raised his head, took a step forward, glared at Paddy, and shouted "Get out of the way" with great momentum.

"Hmph." Paddy and Carnie snorted at the same time. They put on a posture, not wanting to let Sanji bring Fang Han into the restaurant. Paddy squinted his eyes and said, "Kid, don't be too arrogant. Carnie and I were both pirates before. You are asking for trouble. The restaurant must have restaurant rules. It is not just a pauper who can come in if he wants. Be careful, I will break your arm."

Paddy made a threatening gesture, somewhat smugly.

"It's just right. Today I will let you know who is qualified to be the sous chef of the restaurant. Your cooking is not as good as mine. Hey, you look quite confident in your skills." Sanji is also angry. Usually, the two of them are like He couldn't get along, and they often fought, competing for the position of sous chef. At this time, he had the energy to kill them all from the head.

Sanji handed the unconscious Fang Han to a waiter, stood opposite Paddy and Carne, stubbed out the cigarette butts and threw them into the trash can, putting his hands in his pockets, "Ten seconds to resolve, my guests are still hungry. "

For Sanji, cooking delicious food for hungry people is the happiest thing in the world. No matter what status or identity the person is, as long as they are hungry, Sanji will not refuse and will never tire of it.

"Haha, you're a young boy who laughed so hard in ten seconds. Who do you think you are? A big pirate with a bounty of over 100 million or an admiral-level officer. When we were galloping across the sea, you were still cuddling up to your mother to nurse, hahahaha." Paddy raised the huge spoon as if it would fall on Sanji's head at any moment. Sanji's big words made him laugh until his belly burst with laughter.

Carne pushed up his sunglasses, showing his white teeth, and holding a big shovel across his chest. He looked at Sanji with disdain and mocked, "It's ridiculous that you cook better than us, sous chef. The cooking skills and strength of the people at Sea Restaurant are beyond me." You only serve the boss, how dare you show off your skills in front of us, look at me beating you until you have teeth all over the floor."

Sanji's eyes gradually fell from Paddy and Carne's huge spoons and shovels to their hands. He shook his head and said in a tone of earnest instruction, "The hands are the life of the chef. You can hold the kitchen knife tightly, but you can't." When you bring up weapons, you can't hurt people with your hands. The hands of chefs are used to make people happy, especially chefs at sea. If they are injured and unable to cook, many people will starve to death."

"Snapped"

Sanji lit a cigarette, paused, and suddenly burst out with momentum, roaring like a volcano erupting, "Didn't the smelly old man teach you this?"

"Don't get carried away, you brat. It's not your turn to point fingers at me yet."

Paddy was irritated, with a ferocious look on his face. He had just arrived at the Seaside Restaurant, and he still had a lot of pirate habits. He couldn't stand Sanji's attitude, so he immediately hit Sanji's head with the huge spoon in his hand. "hongcha866" WeChat ID, see more