[One Piece] I heard you can make donuts

"I'm back~"

Denat, who was in a good mood, hummed a ditty, pushed open the door of Sweet Home, widened the arc of the corners of her mouth amidst the jingle of wind chimes, and wanted to smile and tell the customers in the store the information of Master Katakuri today.

"Lick, lick, come back on time~"

The sound of Pelos' built-in sound effect made Denat's smile froze on her face. After a closer look, she realized that SweetHome, which was supposed to be the busiest time of the day, was now very deserted, except for being with Katakuri. Pelospero, who was adding sugar cubes to black tea in the same gesture, was the only one who had just opened the door and walked in.

"Don't be nervous~, I just want to try the handicraft of the pastry chef that can make Katakuri look satisfied." Seeing Denat's eyes nervously sweeping over the empty cash register and cake cabinet, Pelos's narrow eyes Flash, "I don't like to be disturbed by too many people when I enjoy afternoon tea, so I let them all go back, and I gave the most beautiful blonde girl the rent."

Seeing Denat showing a relieved expression, Peros was finally willing to let go of the teacup, hooked his fingers and picked up the candy cane leaning against the table, stood up and faced Denat who reflexively took half a step back, showing Playful smile.

"Your skills are really good enough to serve as Katakuri's pastry chef." Seeing that the ear tips of the woman taller than him were flushed, Peros smiled more happily, "However, this is based on the fact that you don't know how to make Under the premise that things are not good for him."

Pelos raised an index finger to his lips, and stopped Denat, who had a flustered face and hurriedly wanted to say something. The corners of her upturned mouth were slightly closed, her golden eyes were gradually sinking, and the invisible sense of oppression made her Denat bit her lower lip nervously.

"What I'm going to say next, I hope you can listen carefully..."

***

The next morning, when the first ray of sunlight fell on Wheat Island, Denat got up, washed and dressed.The straight, snow-white chef's uniform was spotless, and her beautiful long red hair was randomly tied with a rubber band and stuffed into the chef's hat.Before leaving the bathroom, she looked at the person in the mirror and secretly shouted cheers, and walked into the kitchen to start her work today.

"Good morning, Denat, didn't you sleep well last night?" Barry, who had just arrived, was washing his hands at the sink, looking at the slightly obvious blue and black in front of Denat's eyes, he asked casually.

"Well, sort of." Denat, who closed the kitchen door, patted the non-existing dust on the chef's uniform, coughed lightly, took out a piece of paper from his pocket, and said, "I have developed a new flavor of sweet Donuts, I plan to make a batch and sell them in the store today, Barry, come and see the recipe."

"Okay, um - rum chestnut with vanilla cream, this donut taste is very interesting, it will definitely be welcomed by the BIGMOM pirates. I will knead the dough first, so that I can make a donut around seven o'clock batch."

As Barry said, he took out the butter from the refrigerator and put it on the chopping board to soften it, put the yeast in warm water, weighed out the flour, sugar, and milk with an electronic scale and put it aside.The whole set of actions is clean and neat, without any pause for thinking, no matter how picky the chef is, he can't find any mistakes.

There are as many pastry chefs with solid basic skills as Barry. If a pastry chef wants to break out in this dessert kingdom, it is absolutely impossible not to keep coming up with ideas that others can't copy in time.

From this point of view, it is a good thing that she continues to innovate because of her careful thinking about Katakuri. At least now on Wheat Island, SweetHome has almost reached the level of a household name.In this place where dessert shops are everywhere and every islander is a sweet tooth lover, Denat is already very satisfied with the results achieved in less than two months.

Of course, to be able to achieve this step, it is not enough to have cooking skills, and management, purchase and promotion services are indispensable, and it is Annie who helps her manage SweetHome well.

Denat took out a basket of fresh chestnuts from the bottom of the table. The chestnut shell was hard and reddish, and there was a beautiful luster flashing when it was turned. There was no sound when it was shaken lightly. It was the best fresh chestnut.

Anne doesn't look like she's in her thirties. I really don't know how she manages to deal with so many suppliers and get these high-quality ingredients.

Denat was processing the chestnuts while thinking about things, and the silver knife in her hand accurately cut a hole for cooking and peeling each raw chestnut. If you don’t look carefully, it’s really hard to find a trace of trance in her focused eyes. After all, each of her cuts was just right, as perfect as if compared with a ruler.

"Denate, I just got a bag of fresh chestnuts. They look pretty good. I'll buy them after you use them well." The kitchen door was pushed open, and Annie walked in with a dark yellow cloth bag, smiling. Open the beam, and pour a few chestnuts onto the metal-colored cooking table.

Under the bright light of incandescent lamps, the purple-red chestnut shell has a beautiful luster that makes people unable to move away.

"These are Anstoria chestnuts? Thank you for finding them!"

Denat, with bright eyes, rushed forward, stared at the chestnuts for a few seconds, then scratched them with a knife, peeled off the shell, took out the light yellow, firm flesh exuding a strong fragrance, and took a small bite intoxicated. .

"That's it! I ate it once at a food festival. The sweetness and aroma are absolutely unmistakable! Annie, you are so amazing that you can find this kind of chestnuts with very little production."

Denat's hands seemed to be shaking with excitement, she quickly turned around and snatched the cloth bag from Anne's hand, fearing that someone would snatch it from her if she was a second late.

"The quality is very good, it's great, Annie, go talk to the supplier, and they will contract SweetHome's chestnuts in the future." When it comes to desserts, Denat usually lowers her eyes because of shyness It came alive, bright like the stars in the sky, dazzling and dazzling.

"Okay, okay, I'll talk to them right now, but they probably won't be able to eat the entire supply of SweetHome. After all, the production of Anstore chestnuts is very small, and it would be good to get three or four times today's amount every day." Annie He shrugged helplessly, with a hint of apology in his smiling eyes.

"This way..." Denat turned the knife in her hand and calculated quickly.

——The donuts with rum and chestnut and vanilla cream flavor only use rum and chestnut cream on the top layer. Such a bag of chestnuts is enough for her to make ten of the largest donuts.From this point of view, apart from the donuts to be sent to Katakuri, she should be able to make a batch and present them in the shop.

"That's fine, as much as you can get. Please, Annie~" Denat, still holding the bag in his hand, rushed to Annie, gave her a bear hug, and ran back to the cooking room while humming. In front of the stage, new chestnuts were processed.

"Yes, yes, Boss Denat." Anne shook her head funny, her half-drooped eyelids concealed the complicated emotions in it, she nodded to Barry as a greeting, then turned around and closed the door and went downstairs. Getting ready for a new day of business.

And Denat trembled when she heard the sound of the door closing, the sharp knife cut open the shell and scratched her finger, blood oozed out and dripped onto the pale yellow chestnut fruit.

Denat, who hadn't made such a low-level mistake for a long time, sighed irritably. She hastily bandaged the wound with a Band-Aid. After washing the knife, she didn't continue to work but stared at the valuable bag of chestnuts in front of her in a daze. It wasn't until the water pot on the stove boiled and hummed that he came back to his senses.

"Barry, there's the rum and chestnut cream I made last night in the refrigerator, you can use that to make a batch of donuts first." After turning off the fire, Denat untied her apron, threw it aside and hurried out , "I still have to go to Katakuri-sama for the doctor's last medicine for my feet, you should push it for a while."

"Oh...okay, be careful on your way."

Barry, who was beating the dough, took the time to glance at the door, and looked at Denat's swift footsteps. He blinked suspiciously, shook his head, then lowered his head and continued to knead the dough, trying to ignore the growing anxiety in his heart. Honestly doing what you are best at and what you should do best.

***

"Master Denat, why are you here so early today?"

Even before dawn, the chess piece soldiers still stood straight at the gate of the castle, their wary eyes showing a hint of surprise when they saw Denat.

"I have something to ask Mr. Katakuri, can you inform me?"

Denat, who trotted all the way over, was gasping for breath, with thin sweat on her reddish cheeks, and the black eyes under her slightly frowned brows were shining with prayer.

Seeing that her anxious appearance did not seem to be fake, considering her status in Master Katakuri's heart, several chess soldiers exchanged glances and nodded in agreement, politely asking her to wait outside first, and send someone in to report.

But to their surprise, the magnificent and heavy gate of the castle opened again half a minute later, and the one who walked out with the chess piece soldiers who had just entered to report was the castle's steward, Katakuri's confidant.

"Master Denat, please come in with me," said the nearly fifty-year-old butler, who used hairspray to comb her silver hair back meticulously, even if she bent slightly like now, it would not be messy at all, "Master Katakuri said in the hall Waiting for you."

It takes one minute to run from the door to the hall, and it is absolutely impossible for the chess soldiers to run back and forth in such a short time.Coupled with the stunned expression on his face, Denat guessed that Katakuri sensed her aura with knowledge, so he asked his cronies to come out to pick her up, and happened to meet the pawn who was going to report on the way Soldier.

In the past, this kind of special treatment could make her blush and heartbeat for several days.But now because she had something on her mind, she twitched the corners of her mouth stiffly, nodded her thanks, and followed the butler in a black suit on the road she was already very familiar with.

Go straight and turn right, turn the oil lamp at the end of the corridor, open the door at the end of the secret passage, and you will see the person she most wants to see.

In the meaningful gaze of the housekeeper, Denat's eyes became firm.She went straight forward, pushed open the mahogany door with every pattern engraved in her heart, opened her legs after it was closed, and walked step by step to the man who was sitting on the sofa drinking tea leisurely as usual .

"Master Katakuri, I have something to tell you."

The cup and saucer collided and made a crisp sound. Katakuri put down his teacup and raised his eyes. His bottomless dark golden eyes stared at the person in front of him. From this distance, he could see his reflection in her eyes, as if between heaven and earth, He was the only one left in her world.

"housekeeper"

Katakuri suddenly raised his voice, and the butler standing at the door immediately opened the door and came in, bowing respectfully and bowing his head to wait for the order.

"Bring in a new sofa"

The courage that Denat mustered up at once was gradually lost by Katakuri's sudden order.When the sofa that was one size smaller than Katakuri's reddish-brown leather sofa, but otherwise identical, was brought in by the thin butler with gray hair, the tips of her ears, whose courage had been exhausted, were so red that they could bleed instantly. , tremblingly swallowed his saliva, lowered his eyelids and stared at his toes without moving.

"Sit down and talk"

Katakuri's voice was low, like a cello solo, and to Denat's ears, the song was as beautiful as a welcome song from heaven.

She, she, she is here to discuss something, why would Katakuri ask someone to give her a sofa like his?This is a couple model?No, no, why would Katakuri think like that?Probably because he was afraid that she was tired and asked his subordinates to bring her a chair, but the subordinates misunderstood her.

Denat, whose knees were weak, had a brain death due to overheating. With stiff limbs, she took a step back and sat down according to the instructions. She looked up at Katakuri's deep gaze with a look of bewilderment.

Where have all the drafts she thought about along the way gone? !

At this moment, Denat really wanted to become a squirrel and bury herself with her long tail to avoid the embarrassing and bewildering status quo.

The author has something to say:

I can still give out sugar during the plot, I am so great (proud face)

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