Shirou clone 3000 million

Yaeko Minegasaki fell into silence for a moment, and the dish that she tasted yesterday, as well as various experiences in the past seven years, could not help appearing in her mind.

The momentary victory or defeat is actually nothing, and the ten-year contract doesn't matter, but maybe, the boss will change because of this...

"it is good."

"does it worth?"

"Ah."

"Really?" Sakurai Shiro sneered, and looked at Yukihira Soma coldly, "Little devil, let's start, but there is no cuisine in this world that can impress me."

"That's impossible to say!"

Xingping Chuangzhen let out a long sigh of relief, silently thanked Minezaki Yaeko in his heart, returned to the back kitchen, and started cooking.

This person is too fat, and he must be used to big fish and meat, so let's make a vegetable-based dish.

After working in the back kitchen for more than ten minutes, Xing Ping Chuangzhen walked confidently to the front hall with a plate of vegetable rolls.

Today's cooking is a masterpiece of his super-level performance. I wonder if I can impress this arrogant and annoying fat man like I impressed Ms. Minegasaki yesterday.

"Please use!"

Sakurai Shiro glanced at him, picked up a vegetable roll with chopsticks, and took a bite.

"Pooh……"

After chewing, he spit on the ground with an ugly expression on his face.

"It's unpalatable, is this your cuisine? Don't open a restaurant! Go back to school and study."

Sakurai Shiro got up and left. When he walked to the door, he looked back and said with a sneer:

"Don't forget to close the door to make room, kid."

Xing Ping Chuangzhen stared blankly at the plate of spring rolls on the table, completely stupefied.

After a long time, as if remembering something, I reached out tremblingly, picked up a piece of spring roll and put it in my mouth.

why?

It's obviously more delicious than the usual dishes, why is it like he ate something he couldn't eat?

Sitting in the car back to the company, Minegasaki Yaeko stuck the whole body on Sakurai Shiro, and asked cautiously:

"Boss, I also tried the vegetable roll just now. It's very delicious. It far exceeds the similar dishes on the market. Why...?"

Sakurai Shiro glanced at him and said slowly:

"Do you remember the scar under my tongue?"

"Uh-huh."

"It was drawn by myself."

"Hey...!?...Why is that?"

"There are too many unreasonable chefs in this world. The dishes they make are like magic, which can make people hallucinate and tell the truth that they will regret later."

Sakurai Shiro showed a bit of disdain on his face, and said again:

"So, I cut my tongue and cut my taste nerve."

"That way, I can decide for myself whether a dish is good or not."

"It just so happens that famous chefs in this world have a kind of arrogance unique to chefs. They think that if they can't impress each other's tongue with their cooking skills, it must be because of their own lack of cooking skills."

"Oh... naive, you deserve to close the door."

Yaeko Minezaki hugged his arm tightly, feeling the coldness of being in the cold winter for a moment.

Since when did this person become so cold-blooded?

……

Pirate world.

Passing through the windless belt, the luxurious ship carrying the Tianlong people successfully entered the first stop of the Four Seas Tour - the East China Sea.

At the same time, on a certain desolate island.

Two people who have been hungry for a long time are back to back, cuddling each other.

Due to being hungry for too long, both of them turned into skinny bones, staring at the sea surface dying.

"Smelly old man, it seems that there is a boat."

"Really? Please help!"

"But... But, I saw the navy at the bow."

"Is now the time to think about that? As long as you can survive, it doesn't matter if you have to spend the rest of your life in prison."

"it is good."

The toddler struggled to stand up, waving his hands continuously.

"The boat is coming!"

"it is good…"

After saying this, the dying man passed out.

After an unknown amount of time, he opened his eyes again, and the first thing he saw was a monkey.

No, it was a monkey-faced middle-aged man in a navy coat.

"How are you feeling? Are you all right? Mr. Redfoot Zapp."

The sudden child's voice made Zhepu subconsciously look in the direction of the voice.

On the deck, one meter away from him, stood a toddler in gorgeous clothes, and beside him stood a group of people who were covered tightly.

As a person who has traveled on the great waterway, Zhepu is also well-informed, and after a little thought, he quickly guessed the identity of the other party.

The only people who can protect the vice admiral and so many CP members are the nobles of the world.

Turning his head to look at Sanji who was sleeping beside him, Zhepu breathed a sigh of relief.

It's good to be alive!

"Thank you for saving me."

"You're welcome, it's just a matter of raising your hands." Shirou said with a smile, "How long have you been on the island? There has been no food, how did you survive?"

"75 days, we stayed on the island for a total of 75 days. There was no food, no water, and we just fought hard."

While speaking, Zhepu unconsciously looked down at the lost leg.

The other party is a nobleman of the world, if the truth is that this leg is used as food, it might scare him.

"admire."

Shirou paused and asked curiously:

"However, I have some doubts. Why don't you catch fish or seabirds as food? Although the island is desolate, there are countless foods in the sea."

"You think too highly of me, I'm just a little pirate, how could I do such an exaggerated thing?"

"Is this an exaggeration?"

Shirou subconsciously looked at Polusalino, trying to ask for his opinion.

"He is right. Seabirds fly very fast, and there are a lot of sea kings in the sea. In the navy, there are only a few who can feed on these two types." Polusari Nor paused, "And, here is The weakest East China Sea."

"So this is ah."

Shirou was thoughtful, it seems that I made a subjective mistake of "taking it for granted".

However, Zhepu was able to travel on the great waterway for a year, and I think he has some strength, probably because he was dragged down by Sanji.

Chapter 55 That's not too much

Chapter 55

"What are you going to do with me?" Zapp couldn't help asking.

Seeing his nervous expression, Shirou thought for a while and said with a smile:

"May I trouble you to be my chef before we leave Donghai?"

"Aren't you arresting me?"

"There's no need for that, you're just a little-known little pirate. Although you look vicious and ugly, I can tell that you're a good person."

"Am I... a good person?"

"As your savior, I ask you to be my cook for a while, shouldn't this be too much?"

"It's not too much, I agree."

Zhepu sighed secretly, isn't there no room for rejection at all?

The vice admiral was at his side, and a group of CP members were staring at him. If he refused, he would be thrown into the sea immediately.

However, if they leave the East China Sea in the future and they are safe and sound, this experience may become a legend.

After all, not everyone can be saved by the nobles of the world.

"Can you lend me the bathroom and kitchen?"

"Don't rush to work, you've been hungry for so long, you should rest for two days first."

"I……"

Zhepu was about to ask them to give him some food, but he suddenly found that his stomach didn't seem very hungry, so he asked in surprise:

"Did you feed me anything when I was unconscious?"

"I'll give you some recovery medicine and juice. If you're hungry..."

Before he finished speaking, Shirou realized that what he said was nonsense, and changed his words:

"Hyman, take him to the kitchen. Also, after he starts working, ask the chef on board to help him, and try to learn more cooking skills."

"This...Young master, please forgive me, can such a little pirate really compare to those carefully selected famous chefs?" Heyman looked hesitant.

"Fame does not equal culinary skills. As a pirate, Zhepu is indeed not popular. But as a chef, he is at least world-class."

Although it has been a long time since I have cooked with my own hands, there are a few of me in other worlds who cook every day, which can be said to be rich in experience.

From the point of view of a veteran like Shirou, the chefs on his ship are no different from him, and they are at most second-rate in the world.

Seeing that Shirou's tone was very serious, Heyman bowed his head and said "yes" without further words.

Zhepu was a little stunned for a moment, he really couldn't understand why this young world nobleman was so optimistic about himself.

Although he himself is very confident, this and being valued by others are completely different things.

It wasn't a bad feeling, though.

The culinary skills can be recognized as world-class by the world's nobles, which is the highest evaluation for a chef.

"In that case, please allow me to take a shower and change immediately, and I will present you with my best dishes later."

"Oh... that's really exciting." Shirou said with a smile, "However, is your body okay? The recovery medicine can only restore the injury, but not the physical strength."

"No problem! I feel very healthy now."

Zapp raised his arm, moved a few times, followed Butler Heyman, and walked into the cabin.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly seemed to remember something, turned his head quickly, embraced Sanji who was sleeping soundly on the deck, and left.

Watching him leave, Polusalino said leisurely:

"He's not fit to be a pirate."

"There are quite a few guys like this at sea." Shirou paused, full of emotion, "Going to sea is not for burning, killing, looting, but for adventure and treasure hunting. Such people should not be side by side with sea villains who do all kinds of evil."

"Perhaps, but there are always a small number of people who can always stick to their own ideas." Polusalino said slowly.

……

That night, the white mist space.

"Come, come... shake hands, shake hands."