Pirate's Sea Restaurant

"Boss Hogs, will there really be top-notch wine here?"

The howling cold wind mixed with the wet winter snow hit him head-on. Even with a thick scarf covering his lips, the coldness that poured into his mouth when he spoke would wreak havoc in his mouth and make his teeth tremble.

The raging cold wind and wet winter snow will sink you into deep snow every step you take. Even wearing thick cotton coats, fur boots, fur hats, and fur gloves will feel cold.

What a mess, actually insisting on boarding this winter island where it snows all year round in such harsh weather and environment. It’s probably hard for even people to survive here, let alone plants such as wheat used for brewing. , is there really the top-notch wine that Boss Hokas said?

Such bad weather made him have a lot of doubts about the boss who was sitting on the snow and baking dried fish over charcoal fire on the coast. Even though Boss Hoggs was known as a food adventure comic book artist, this place in front of him was Will there be fine wine on the island? This was impossible to his knowledge. It was still hard for him to believe that there was top-notch fine wine on this island.

He even felt ridiculous in his heart, but the chefs at Ichiban believed in what Boss Hoggs said. Just because of Boss Hoggs' words, the chefs quickly put on their winter clothes and carried their clothes on their backs. With big wine barrels and big bags of dried fish, they pulled a sled through the wind and snow to the unknown winter island.

What confused him even more was why Boss Hoggs and the chefs sat in a circle on the cleared snow and baked dried fish on the cleared coast.

The dried fish in his hand was roasted by the charcoal fire, exuding an alluring fragrance, and a large amount of saliva secreted from his mouth. Should he stop to rest and eat the dried fish now?

"Haha, you brat, don't doubt it. Just believe in Boss Hogs. You will see the miracle of Winter Island later."

The young guests are still a little skeptical about this matter. As the sous chef who has been with Boss Hogs for the longest time and has the most experience, at this time, he has to take on the important task of explaining to the guests.

A strong sense of responsibility arose spontaneously. As he spoke, Kebat instantly stood up from the snowdrift with his hands on his hips like a spring.

His stop made Regis, who was covering his mouth next to him, startled. Regis thought he had been caught stealing dried fish, and even held the dried fish in his mouth without daring to swallow it, and quickly Looking up, it was the sous chef who was getting passionate again.

Only then did Regis swallow the dried fish in his mouth with confidence, and said softly to the person next to him who was also eating the dried fish, "Sous Chef, you are so motivated."

As he spoke, he bit into the charcoal-grilled dried fish in his hand. The crispy, salty taste exploded in his mouth instantly. It was so delicious.

It is unimaginable that dried fish can regain its original deliciousness after baking, and it will have a strong fragrance.

This dried fish is simply perfect. Regis squinted his eyes slightly and tasted the dried fish in his hand. At the same time, he turned to the guests who were rescued by shipwreck not far away and said, "Believe me, Ge Wilson, you will definitely be disappointed by the so-called miracle."

This is the experience of someone who has experienced it. He also had expectations for the miracle mentioned by the sous chef, but he was disappointed. It was not a mysterious cave used by pirates to hide wine, but

Even so, he felt that coming here was definitely the right decision, and there was something he had to get here.

砰

Before Regis finished speaking, he was hit directly on the head by a fist as big as a bowl. Kebat bared his teeth in anger and yelled, "You brats are not allowed to talk nonsense, and you are not allowed to steal Dabai's rations."

This punch actually made stars appear in his eyes. Regis covered his head and roared in a low voice, "You guy, it hurts so much."

The cold winter island, at this time, also added some lively atmosphere because of the noise of these two people. The chefs of Ichiban have long been accustomed to such a noisy life, and they even eagerly wanted to be more lively.

"Sous Chef, punch that bastard in the face"

"Hey, bastard, hit that bastard sous chef as hard as you can."

"Hey guys, let's fight, let's fight"

oh god they are crazy

Gerson looked at the two people who were about to fight while tugging on the scarves around each other's necks in a panic. He glanced at the people around him who were eating dried fish and cheering. At this moment, they actually wanted to join the fight. If he hadn't seen them cooking with his own eyes, he would really think that these people were pirates.

He swallowed a few times in panic, and his eyes inadvertently glanced at the middle-aged man who was half-bent, sitting on the snowdrift, squinting and baking dried fish. His calm expression seemed to have been used to their noise, which was also true. Gerson felt relieved instantly.

"Boss Hogs, won't you stop them?"

block what

Hogs looked up at the noisy and chaotic people around him, shouldn't they be allowed to fight like this?

Let a group of teenagers stay on the boat as quietly as frozen fish. Spare him.

He couldn't do it. It would be better if they didn't dismantle the ship.

Hogs had long been accustomed to their energetic and playful nature, and he didn't think this was a bad thing.

Passion is essential for a person.

However, people who meet them for the first time will inevitably be confused by this overly passionate behavior.

Normally, when the restaurant had finished its business for the day or had a break, Hogs would have let them have fun, but now they were on a snowy winter island, and it was not a good thing to expend a lot of energy.

"The winner will be responsible for the restaurant's chores for the month."

Among the shouting and shouting, there was suddenly a low and powerful voice with a hint of laughter. With just one sentence, the fighting sounds that were louder than one were extinguished in an instant. Those who wanted to pounce on them and start a group fight also acted as if nothing had happened. , as if nothing had happened, they each sat back on the snowdrift.

A month of hard work is a serious punishment. No man would like to wash dishes for a month straight.

Cleaning will quickly pile up. Dinner plates stained with delicious soups, dining tables that need to be wiped all the time, floors that need to be mopped every day, seafood offal that needs to be cleaned on the deck, garbage in the kitchen and other tasks, think about it. Suffocating.

Even if they work in teams of two, with each team taking turns taking charge of the day's chores, they are still a little busy.

The culprit of all this is the restaurant owner Hoggs, a man who is famous all over the world not for his cooking skills but for his status as a food adventure comic book artist.

With the world's top cooking skills, the customer flow of Ichiban restaurant, which can only accommodate 200 people at the same time, is far more than 200 people.

Really, why can't guests wash their own dishes?

Bang, bang

The two people who were angrily grabbing each other's scarves around their necks just now, and who were about to fight at any moment, were knocked down by each other in an instant, and their bodies fell backwards into the snowdrift at the same time.

"you win"

"you win"

They pointed at each other's fingers and acknowledged the fact that the other party had won.

"No, it's you"

"It's you"

They took the initiative to admit defeat and let the other party do the chores for a month. They really had a tacit understanding.

oooo

Just as the two of them were humbling each other, the chefs sitting around on the snowdrift suddenly heard the roars of bears. Except for Gerson, the frightened guest who turned pale for a moment, the rest of the chefs started talking. Standing up, some people whistled loudly and waved their hands as if to call something over.

"Hey here, here"

"Is it finally here?"

"Wow, look, that's a really good running posture."

"Haha, I'm ten minutes later than last time."

Even Hogs stood up without exception, but Gerson moved his feet a few times out of fear. He looked up and saw a group of white creatures roaring and running towards them in the white snow. , he swallowed a few times in fear and stammered, "You didn't call them here, did you?"

As the group of white creatures got closer and closer, he gradually saw the true face of the group of white creatures. Twenty or so adult white bears were running on the snow.

Oh God, please help me. I have a bear.

"Haha, don't be afraid, they are my friends"

The deep and powerful laughter reached his ears, and the smile on Hogs's face seemed to have some kind of soothing magic. Gerson's frightened heart gradually returned to calm.

The people around him were holding baked dried fish and walking towards the group of white bears. Gerson did not stand up. He was a little unsure of what to do. Should he approach them as intimately as they did, or should his legs and feet become weak? 's sitting in place.

God, what should I do?

After the people around him left, he began to be afraid again. Gerson stretched out his hand and imagined that Boss Hoggs was asking for help, but Hoggs didn't know what he was thinking in his heart. He strode towards the running white bear, just like Hoggs. The group of white bears Si mentioned were his friends, and they also had a life-saving benevolence towards him.

The group of white bears quickly ran in front of them. The rest of the white bears stopped running in an orderly manner. Only the leading white bear came to Hogs in front of Hogs with a huff and a step on the snow.

"Hey, what's going on?"

"Why is the red color on Dabai's body actually blood?"

"There seems to be something on Dabai's back. Is it a gift for Boss Hogs?"

The two-meter-tall white bear was right in front of them, but they did not see clearly what was going on on the bear's back. They could only see that the white fur of the white bear was stained red with blood. The cold climate of the winter island also made the fur red. The blood stains were frozen with a thin layer of ice.

He put his hand on the shoulder of the friend next to him and jumped up. After seeing clearly, the man immediately screamed, "Boss, it's a child."

These words instantly caused a commotion among them. They never thought that they would see the child from the white bear. For a while, everyone's eyes were focused on Hogs.

Snapped

The dried fish in his hand instantly fell from his hand and fell onto the snow. Hogs quickly stepped forward and scratched the white bear's furry head a few times.

As if the white bear understood what he was thinking, it slowly bent its limbs, and its huge body lay prone on the snow in an instant.

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