Pirates: Start by rejecting the invitation of the redhead

Sanji didn't expect Lin Mo to come to him.

Even if you look for it, you actually caused him to break a plate....

This can make him angry.

"Hey! What are you doing? Sanji said unhappily, "By your gift, I broke a plate!"

Lin Mo said with a smile: "I broke it with my own hands?"

Sanji was stunned and pouted, "It's not..."

Lin Mo: "What does that have to do with me?" "

Huh?" Yamaji knew that he was at a loss, and could only swallow this unwilling breath himself, "Abominable! You all know to bully me, those smelly cooks are like this, that smelly old man is also like this, even you are an outsider, sooner or later, I must impress you!

At this moment, Paddy slammed the door in from outside the kitchen in a huff, complaining as he walked: "The poor bastard dares to come to Bharati to eat, what a guy who doesn't know what to call it!" The

busy cooks burst into laughter.

"Paddy, did you throw people out the back door again?"

"Hahaha, it's really Patrick's style."

And Sanji, when he heard Padie throw a poor egg who had no money to eat out from behind, the action of washing dishes in his hand stopped.

Lin Mo looked at him indifferently.

With what he knew about Yamaji, this kid would definitely secretly take food to those who didn't have money to eat.

After all, Yamaji can't sit idly by with hungry people.

Sure enough.

Yamaji secretly took two loaves of bread and a bottle of milk.

When he noticed that Lin Mo was looking at him, he also made individual speaking gestures to Lin Mo.

Then, taking advantage of Patrick's lack of attention, he slipped out of the kitchen.

Lin Mo followed behind him.

Sanji came to the back door deck.

There was a hungry, skinny man lying on his back on deck in despair.

Without saying a word, Yamaji placed bread and milk beside the man.

"Eat." Sanji sat next to him and stared at the man and said.

The man glanced at him weakly, trembling and picking up the bread and milk that Sanji had placed next to him, and gobbled it up without hesitation.

After eating, he burst into tears at Yamaji: "Thank you, thank you so much, I almost thought I was going to starve to death in this sea."

Sanji grinned and asked, "It feels nice to have something to eat." The

man nodded and smiled: "Yes, for the first time, I feel that it is a very happy thing to have something to eat." I really don't know how to thank you.

"There is no need to thank you, food is a treasure given to us by nature, you just have to promise me that even if your life is rich in the future, you will not waste food."

"Okay, I promise you!"

"Hmm." Sanji nodded and turned to walk back.

When he came up the spiral staircase.

Lin Mo was leaning against the wall next to the second staircase.

Watching Sanji walk past him, he spoke, "Hot food is better than dry bread."

Sanji paused abruptly.

Lin Mo's words were like stabbing a sharp blade into the pit of his heart.

"Hey! You know what! Sanji couldn't help but get angry, "I also want to cook for those who are hungry, but the food I make is very difficult to eat!" That smelly old man just doesn't want to teach me, and I'm also distressed! "

Huh." Lin Mo sneered.

Shan Zhi gritted his teeth angrily: "You're laughing at me!" What right do you have to laugh at me?

"With your understanding, why should Jepp teach you?"

"What!" Yamaji trembled with anger, "You guy, do you want to fight?"

With those words, Sanji threw himself at Lin Mo and punched him directly.

Lin Mo ducked sideways.

Sanji smashed his fist into the wooden wall behind Lin Mo, and he stomped his foot in pain in pain.

Lin Mo was speechless.

It seems that this kid has not yet begun to learn leg skills....

Actually fighting with your hands?

The chef's hands are used for cooking.

A good chef should use his legs when fighting.

Jepp is like that.

The same goes for the future Yamaji.

It's just that he is too slow to get the hang of it.

While Lin Mo was disgusted, he suddenly moved.

Maybe that's the key to the progress of this check-in mission!

Think of this.

Lin Mo spoke, "Does your hand hurt?"

Sanji said angrily: "Nonsense, of course it hurts!"

Lin Mo chuckled, "Do you know why Jepp has always been reluctant to teach you cooking?

Sanji was stunned and snorted coldly: "Who will know what is going on in the heart of that smelly old man, you are an outsider, don't tell me you know why." "

I know."

"Huh?" Sanji couldn't believe it, "What kind of joke, how long have you known that smelly old man?" How could you possibly know!

"What is your dream?"

"Hey, what are you asking this for?" Although Sanji was dissatisfied, he still answered Lin Mo honestly, "I want to surpass that smelly old man, and then wait for the smelly old man to go to sea to find Allblue after a hundred years." "

Allblue is the place that Yamaji has always yearned for, it is the place where the four seas meet, and legend has it that with all the ingredients from the four seas, it is a paradise that chefs dream of.

When it comes to Allblue, Sanji's eyes are bright.

Lin Mo snorted indifferently.

It immediately pulled Sanji back to reality: "What do you mean by being so perfunctory?"

"What qualifications do people who only know how to bury their heads and complain all day have to talk about dreams?"

"Eh? You bastard! You don't know anything at all! Sanji clenched his fists and hit Lin Mo again.

This time, Lin Mo did not dodge: "Hands, is the most important thing for a chef, if it hurts, do you plan to cook with your feet?"

Sanji's fist stopped less than five centimeters from Lin Mo's face.

The corners of Lin Mo's mouth hooked slightly, and he continued: "The guy who can't even work hard is not qualified to talk about dreams.

After speaking, Lin Mo bypassed the side, ready to walk around in Bharati and familiarize himself with the road here.

He said everything that should have been said anyway.

In his impression, Yamaji was not a person with poor understanding.

His words should be understood quickly.

Sanji looked at his hands, then looked at Lin Mo's distant back, and couldn't help but ask, "What did you just say to me?"

Lin Motou did not reply, and said indifferently: "Comprehend it yourself."

Sanji watched Lin Mo walk away stunned, and looked down at his hands again.

My mind remembers the past.

It seemed that he really had never seen Jeppu's smelly old man fight with his hands.

Whenever someone comes to ask for trouble, or teaches the cook to do something wrong, the smelly old man kicks it!

Oh, yes!

The hand is the life of the chef!

How can you fight with your hands!

Sanji clenched his fists and said excitedly: "It's decided, from now on, no more fighting with your hands!"

After speaking, he began to ponder the other words Lin Mo said.

The guy who only knows how to bury his head and complain and can't even do the effort....

Is he really such a bad person?

Obviously he is also working very hard, okay!

In the past few months, he has been working diligently and conscientiously to wash dishes and clean for Bharati, why not work hard?

Eh....

Wait a minute!

Suddenly, a stirring spirit.

Yamaji sweated profusely on his forehead.

"Ah, what the hell have I been doing these months!"