Pirate: As a general, what happened to me touching fish?

Zhepu looked at the tall man in front of him and said, "Why would a man like you come to my place?"

Dodge pursed his lips, brother, do you always say this to everyone you meet? We have never met before. Who knows each other? He looks so fierce and he lifts me up as soon as he comes up. It makes me famous.

He said in a deep voice, "What did you think I was doing here?"

The serious-looking Zhepu and Dodge stood at the door of the restaurant and stared at each other, as if they were confronting each other.

For a moment, the air seemed to freeze, and the soldiers standing behind Dodge couldn't help but tighten their grip on the barrels of their guns.

A bearded chef noticed something was wrong, swallowed his saliva, and wanted to call someone in the kitchen.

Catherine blinked her big eyes, it was so quiet, why didn't everyone speak.

A gust of sea breeze blew by, which was extremely desolate.

"of course…"

Everyone couldn't help but feel nervous, and Crowe couldn't help rolling his eyes. Mr. Dodge sometimes likes to be funny and scary, okay?

"...Come to eat. What else can you do if you don't eat in the restaurant?" came the frivolous tone, and the air circulated again.

Just then, the bearded man came over from the kitchen with a group of chefs, carrying knives, pans and other things. When he heard these words, he was stunned.

They all looked at the guy leading the way.

"Ah, this, this, just now...", let's chew on the bearded man, he wants to cry but has no tears. Just now he looked like he was about to fight, why is he like this now?

Zhepu also laughed and said, "Ah, that's right. Welcome."

Then I saw a large group of "fully armed" chefs, and my face darkened immediately.

Dodge also saw "Oh? You are preparing to attack the navy."

"No, no, no, it's all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding, this is about... this is about doing morning exercises, yes, that's right, exercising."Zhepu explained with a smile on his face what these idiots were doing.

"Do you want to dance with a kitchen knife and a pan?"

Dodge joked that his sense of sight was always on, so of course he knew what was going on. He was just unhappy that the old man had scared him when they met just now.

Zhepu didn't know how to explain it. Suddenly, when he saw the soldiers behind him, his eyes lit up.

"This, this, we are chefs. These are the guys we eat with. They are our second life. We must carry them with us in everything we do, just like your soldiers carry guns wherever they go."

"Master Navy, if you don't believe it, they will start morning exercises soon. Can you observe?"

He looked back at the chefs, hating how hard it was to make steel, and yelled, "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Let's start your morning exercise. Jump up!"

A group of chefs looked at each other. Isn't this a mess? You let them cook, and you're not afraid at all.

But I don’t have this skill in dancing. I looked pitifully at my boss to see if he could stop dancing.

I was shocked when I saw him. His braids and beard were almost standing up. This was a sign that the boss was angry.

Helpless, I could only hold the thing in my hand and twist it.

Sanji was originally squatting in the corner drawing circles, but he was noisy for a while. When he looked up impatiently, he saw the uncles who usually looked up to him dancing there.

"Hahahahaha"

He immediately held his stomach and laughed so hard that he was out of breath.

Dodge couldn't laugh. He only felt it was irritating to his eyes. A group of uncles in their decades were dancing wildly and making poses in the crowd.

"Ahem, that old man Zhepu, can I call you that?"

"Okay, okay, you can call me whatever you want, the customer is God."

"Look, there are so many of us. Can we reserve the place today? You chefs, why don't you stop dancing and cook first? I'm still hungry." Dodge tried his best not to look at the dance next to him and just stared at it. Zepp's eyes said.

A glance behind Dodge showed that there were indeed enough people.

Their Barati was originally a converted ship, and in order to create a comfortable dining environment, the tables were placed widely, so there could not be many people. In the current situation, it was just barely enough to entertain.

"Oh, yes, yes, of course, today's restaurant Barati on the Sea is a naval speciality."

After speaking, Zhepu turned to look at his subordinates who were still perfunctory. He was so angry that he shouted, "Stop, stop, stop jumping. Let's go cook first. The customers are still hungry. I forgot the rules on the ship." "

Glancing at Dodge next to him, he said, "We are closed all day today. Please serve the navy well. Do you understand, guys?"

The chefs couldn't help but cheer when they heard that they no longer had to dance anymore.

After hearing what their boss said, they all shouted in agreement and were extremely energetic for a moment.

Zhepu directly drove the noisy chefs into the kitchen. It was unusual for so many customers to come at one time. There was a "tough battle" to be fought today.

before that……

"bang"

Zhepu closed the kitchen door so hard that the door frame shook.

"Tell me what's going on. Why are you going out if you don't prepare the food properly?" Zhepu folded his hands on his chest, blowing his beard and staring at the guys wearing chef hats in front of him.

A chef Karne wearing sunglasses gritted his teeth and said, "The report is from the bearded Mendel. He said that you were about to start a fight with someone, so we brought weapons to support, who knew..."

A warm current flowed through Zhepu's heart, but his appearance remained extremely serious.

"Idiot, we are from the navy, not pirates, how can we start a fight? Isn't it a shame?"

The chefs all lowered their heads, and the boss was angry. It was time to pretend to be an ostrich.

Looking at the old guys in front of him, Zhepu's eyes flashed with tenderness and he said in a deep voice:

"Where's Mendel? Come forward."

With a flick of the brush, the crowd separated into a lane, and the bearded chef was immediately exposed.

Mendel was dumbfounded. You guys usually work hard, but now you are so quick to betray your teammates.

"Ship, captain", the bearded man called out in a muffled voice.

"In the kitchen, call me chef. How many times have you said it and I still don't remember it."

"Okay, it's not a big deal, right? The navy man taking the lead is pretty good, otherwise you would all be dancing outside."

"You guys get busy first, I'll go outside to smoke a cigarette," Zhepu said and turned around to go out.

As soon as the boss left, the kitchen became noisy again.

"Yes, that navy is really good, otherwise they would have captured us the moment we went out with the kitchen knife."

"Yeah"

"If we really dance all morning today, maybe the Donghai Daily will report it tomorrow and the name will be 'Chef Barati's Hot Dance'"

When everyone heard this, they shuddered thinking about the scene. Barati might become famous, but in this case they would rather die. It was too scary.

Then they all looked at the culprit. The bearded Mendel suddenly realized that everyone was looking at him. Come again?

"Hey hey hey, everyone, the weather is nice today."

Carnie looked at his old friend who was pretending to be cool and was furious.

"on!"

After giving the order, the chefs who had been impatient for a long time rushed forward.

"Fuck, it's you again, thanks to me I still lend you cigarettes."

Before he finished speaking, Mendel was suppressed by the chefs, and the scene was chaotic for a while.

Zhepu outside the door didn't care when he heard the commotion inside, and just took a puff of cigarette.