[Comprehensive] Fire Boxer's Little Chef

Although the ingredients in this world are very fresh, and some of them can even enhance the necessary immunity and various nutrients in the human body, these ingredients are not strong enough to make people invulnerable to all diseases, at least for now, Wayne didn't find that ingredient.

As the saying goes, sickness comes like a mountain fall, and sickness goes like spinning silk.Things like illness come quickly and get better quickly.

However, his illness recovered so quickly, Wayne thinks most of it is due to the old doctor's blessing, of course, he can't ignore Ace's careful care all the time.

When he was sick in his previous life, the only one who took care of him was the old nun. Since the old nun passed away, he had to rely on himself to survive every illness. This feeling of being taken care of by others is really long gone. .

Wayne took the decoction that Ace brought over, which was said to be a cure, frowning and swallowing the brown liquid with a strong bitter taste, while looking at Ace, thinking with some nostalgia.

After these few days of treatment, his illness is no longer serious, and Wayne also found that after this serious illness, his body seems to have become a little stronger. Of course, this does not refer to the body, but to the body. Immunity and other aspects seem to be much better than before.

On the day when his body fully recovered, Wayne asked Ace to find some edible ingredients nearby, and he himself stood in front of the cooking table again after a long absence. You know, since leaving with Ace, the problem of food on the road is basically Most of the time, we search for relevant materials on the spot and solve them on the spot, or go directly to restaurants in nearby towns to have a meal together.In short, this was the first time that Wayne stood in front of the cooking table after leaving the small town where he lived.

Although the cooking table in front of him has passed for many years, it is already dilapidated.

The old doctor with white hair and chicken skin explained that he was usually hungry and would just find something to make do with. As for the cooking table, he had never touched it since his wife passed away.

That's why there is such a thick layer of ash on it.

Wayne put on his apron, and while cleaning the thick layer of ash that had accumulated on the cooking counter, he covered his mouth and nose to prevent the ash layer from entering his nose and mouth.

Taking out a kitchen knife wrapped in a thick layer of white bandages from the backpack, Wayne carefully peeled off the bandage layer by layer from the kitchen knife, and the black blade gradually appeared in Wayne's sight.

This is the second time Wayne opened the "Black Flame". Before he could use it last time, he suddenly passed out. Regarding the fish that failed to cook, Ace said that he had put it back into the sea.

Although he was a little puzzled as to why Ace would do that, now Wayne is obviously more interested in the black kitchen knife in his hand.

The blade is still pure black with a metallic texture, and the edge of the blade is shining with a cold light, highlighting the sharpness of this kitchen knife.The shape doesn't look much different from other ordinary kitchen knives, but from the feel in his hand, Wayne can clearly feel the difference between this "Black Flame" and other ordinary kitchen knives.

Perhaps it is more appropriate to say that the two are not on the same level at all.

Ace's speed was very fast, and it didn't take long before he came back with a lot of ingredients.

However, just as Wayne thought, there are still many inedible ingredients mixed in.

Picking up the last devil mushroom from the mountain of ingredients and throwing it aside, ignoring Ace's somewhat resentful expression, Wayne began to process the ingredients.

Evaluation of a chef's cooking skills can be done from many aspects. In addition to the most important taste, knife skills are also an integral part of cooking.

Just like the current Wayne, his speed of processing ingredients is not slow at ordinary times, and his processing techniques are quite delicate, but at this time, his speed of processing ingredients and the fineness of his techniques are far faster than before.

This does not mean that his culinary skills have risen to a new level. Wayne knows very well that he can process ingredients so fast and his techniques are so delicate, a large part of the reason is because of the "black flame" in his hand.

Sure enough, if you want to be a good chef, you must be equipped with a kitchen knife that suits you.

Although he doesn't think he is such a good chef, Wayne is sure that the "Black Flame" in his hand can definitely be called a good kitchen knife.

"Sure enough, I still like Wayne's cooking the most."

Ace, who was sitting at the table wolfing down food, suddenly turned his head and said to Wayne very satisfied, the corners of his mouth covered in sauce curved into a big arc, which was very warm.

The old doctor was also full of praise for Wayne's craftsmanship, so he even exempted Wayne's medical expenses. According to him, since his wife passed away, he hasn't eaten such delicious food for a long time. This meal should be regarded as a payment for medical expenses.

Wayne didn't refuse the doctor's offer, just like he didn't refuse the "Black Flame" that Hurst gave him before.

There are still more good people in this world.

After eating and drinking enough, Ace proposed to leave. Speaking of which, they had wasted a lot of time wandering around along the way. Originally, they could reach the new world in a month, but they were delayed for a long time by the two of them.

Nodding his head, after Wayne greeted the old doctor, the two were about to leave.

"This is for you. It can be used if there is a minor injury or illness on the road."

The old doctor dug out a small medicine box from nowhere and handed it to Wayne, with an obvious kindness on his wrinkled face.

"……Thank you."

After hesitating again and again, Wayne finally took the wooden box handed over by the doctor. It was a small wooden box, but it was heavy and heavy in his hand.

There should be a lot of medicines and the like in it.

"Goodbye, old man, I will come to play with you when I have time."

Ace waved to where the old doctor was, with a bright smile on his face, then turned around and caught up with Wayne who was walking ahead, staring curiously at the box in Wayne's hand and kept asking questions.

"Will you come to me again? That's really exciting. But, well, I don't think that's possible. But they were lucky enough to find this place. Ah. The last time someone found this place, how many years ago..."

After both of them left, the old doctor stood at the door of the wooden house, looked at the backs of the two people who had gone away, fell into deep thought, and said to himself.

"Meow."

There was a cat meowing under his feet, the old doctor looked down at his feet, and there was a black little black cat standing at his feet, its emerald green cat eyes were staring at him motionlessly, slender The soft tail stood up straight, as if guarding against something.

"If you don't leave, you won't be able to leave, little cat."

The old doctor didn't care about the defensive look of the black cat, just smiled, and then walked slowly towards the inside of the room, looking calm and relaxed.

"..."

The green cat's eyes stared at the door for three full seconds, then, as if giving up, he turned around and walked slowly towards the direction Wayne and Ace left with light steps.The tail, which was originally straight and stiff, has returned to its previous softness.

I don't know when the fog started, the white mist gradually permeated the air, and quickly wrapped the wooden house behind the little black cat tightly. The small wooden house was looming in the white mist, hazy. clear.

After a while, the cabin was completely hidden in a cloud of white mist, and even the rough outline of the cabin could not be seen.

Like that place, there never was a log cabin...

Wayne felt that Ace seemed to have changed.

After he recovered from his illness, it seemed to have changed.

Although he still has the stomach capacity of a different dimension as before, he always likes to talk to him about some things, such as the world and the world. Of course, the stories of the Whitebeard Pirates and his brother Luffy account for a large part.Although he is still the same as before, he likes to tease the little black cat Clow who is sleeping on the stern of the boat, and he is also used to running away without paying after eating. Every time, Wayne has to help him follow him to pay.

But he still felt that Ace had changed a lot.

How should I put it, it should be said that it is more stable or more considerate.

It's no longer like before, when you arrive in a town, you run away to find a restaurant by yourself, but stay by Wayne's side honestly, and act with him.When exploring some small islands, he didn't rush forward with a rush of enthusiasm like before. He always protected Wayne consciously or unconsciously, as if he was concerned about Wayne's safety.

Although compared with before, the safety issue has been guaranteed a lot, but for Ace's sudden change, Wayne still feels a little unusually uncomfortable.

A person who was so reckless before suddenly became sensible, and Wei En still couldn't accept it for a while.

It felt as strange as my little black cat, Clow, suddenly didn't like to sleep, but ran out to play on his own initiative.

However, the image of Ace portrayed in the comics belongs to the more polite and stable type, probably because his image is gradually approaching the original.

Wayne, who accidentally received a lot of care from Ace, thought about it and felt that the current situation is actually very good, so he didn't take the initiative to ask Ace and let things go on like this.

He usually takes care of Ace most of the time, and it's actually pretty good to be taken care of by Ace occasionally.

The afternoon sun shines warmly on the calm sea surface. The azure sea water shines brightly under the warm golden sunlight. From time to time, the chirping of seagulls can be heard in the distance, like a lullaby, making people sleepy.

The little black cat, Clow, was still the same as before, lying at Wayne's feet, sleeping soundly, and purring.

As usual, it was a peaceful afternoon.

The sea is very calm, with a bit of salty sea breeze gently blowing over Wayne's face. Compared with the quiet and deep dark blue sea at night, Wayne prefers the calm and peaceful afternoon sea. Of course, the premise is that The sea was calm.

Wayne was sitting on the edge of the kayak, casually flipping through a book he bought on Sakula Island before, and there was an air of laziness lingering around him. From his unfocused pupils, he knew that Wei En was at this moment. En is very boring.

"We're here, Wayne."

Just when Wayne was so bored that he was about to mold, and was about to pass the time by fishing with a fishing rod as before, he heard Ace, who was standing at the bow of the boat controlling the direction of the kayak, talking to him.

"?"

Wayne was a little confused about where Ace said "arrived".He raised his head and looked in the direction of Ace, not only Ace standing on the bow with a bright smile on his face, but also a frighteningly large ship standing on the sea in front of Ace.

The ship made into a whale looks like a real whale staying on the sea, just looking at it like this has an inexplicable strong sense of oppression.

so big...

Wayne looked at the oversized ship in front of Ace, and it took him a long time to recover.