Pirate's Swordsman

"I said, smelly old man."

After staying for a long time, Xia Nuo finally couldn't help but look at Zhepu, "Did you really advertise? It's been more than half a day, and I haven't seen a single one of them, whether it's a chef or a guest, right?" ?”

"No matter what the hurry, whatever is supposed to come will come."

Zhepu's peeling movements were very skillful, and in the blink of an eye, there was half a basket of peeled potatoes at his feet. Hearing this, he did not stop the movements in his hands. He just raised his head and glanced at Xia Nuo, and said angrily, "Child Even a child has no patience at all, how can he be a good chef and satisfy customers in the future?"

"Well……"

Xia Nuo felt speechless. He could only shake his head, withdraw his attention from the lobby, lower his head and concentrate on choosing the vegetables in his hand.

Speaking of which, after two days of preparations, the restaurant was officially opened early this morning under Zhepu's order. To celebrate, Zhepu even brought out a lot of flowers from the storage room, and shared them with Xia Nuo and the others. After spending the whole morning decorating the lobby as warm as spring, the old man also served a lot of desserts as gifts to the guests who came on the first day.

As a result, judging from the current situation, these preparations seem to be blinding...

However, at this moment.

boom!

With a muffled sound, the ajar kitchen door was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and cool wind poured in. At the same time, two rough voices suddenly sounded:

"Is there anyone here? Is this the store opened by Red-footed Zhepu?"

"Is it true that the recruitment order says that bastard chefs are welcome?"

The voice was like thunder, causing pain in the eardrums. Xia Nuo frowned subconsciously, and looked back, only to see two strange people in strange clothes at the door of the kitchen.

Both of them wore sunglasses and were unshaven. One was wearing a yellow flowered shirt, with her hair tied into pigtails, topless, and with a cross hanging around her neck. But anyway, her appearance Pretty normal. The other one is a bit weird, with a head of scattered golden hair, a round face at the top and a pointed bottom, and a chin that almost touches his chest. He looks like a civet cat in folk tales of strange stories and strange stories.

In the hands of the former, he was holding a wrinkled newspaper. The word "recruitment" at the top was very conspicuous. It was obviously an advertisement commissioned by Zhepu. In this way, the purpose and identity of the two people were unknown. It's so obvious.

Seeing Xia Nuo, a boy who looked like he was only twelve or thirteen years old, turning to look at them, the two of them didn't pay much attention. After sweeping their eyes, they found that there were only three people in the kitchen, and the other one was even younger. The children immediately focused their attention on Zhepu, who had his back turned to them.

"You think you're a bastard chef right from the start. It's really interesting..."

The atmosphere in the room became a little tense for a while. At least three pairs of eyes were staring at Zhepu's junior. However, even so, Zhepu's potato peeling movement did not slow down at all, nor did he turn around. Turning around, only a faint voice suddenly sounded in the kitchen: "It's true."

Upon hearing this, the two weirdos looked at each other in unison, with a hint of joy on their faces.

"No matter how bad a villain or prison escapee is, as long as someone comes to this store hungry, I will let him eat as much as he can." Zhepu was still peeling potatoes, but after saying this slowly in a deep voice, , his eyes suddenly condensed and fell on the faces of the two people:

"Are you all ready to wake up?!!"

Although it was just a faint glance, at this moment, Xia Nuo actually found something in Zhepu's sharp eyes.

It smelled a bit like the great pirate who once set foot on the Grand Line and escaped unscathed, and even he felt this way, not to mention the two people at the door who had long known the reputation of Red-footed Zepp.

Their hearts trembled, and the next moment, the two men calmed down the arrogant expressions on their faces, stood up straight, put their feet together, saluted Zhepu, and shouted loudly: "Yes!"

At the end of the kitchen, Zhepu, who was sitting on a wooden stool, squinted his eyes, finally put down the potatoes in his hand, stood up slowly, looked at the two of them and said calmly: "Why, since you all already know my name. , shouldn’t you also report your names at this time?”

"Ah, sorry, I'm rude!"

The two people reacted quickly. The braided man in a floral shirt took the lead and said solemnly: "A man with a story who was once a pirate and is now a senior full-time chef, Karl!"

"The great chef who treats his guests as a master and works hard all his life to satisfy his guests, Paddy!" The weirdo who looked like a raccoon cat also followed closely and saluted solemnly.

"Well, it really is these two funny guys..."

Xia Nuo squatted there and didn't move much, but he was too lazy to continue choosing dishes. He opened his eyes and looked at the two people's outfits with great interest, "It feels like Uncle Matt's déjà vu... Speaking of which, , compared to when Luffy arrived at Barati in the original work, they look like completely different people..."

"And..." Thinking of this, he glanced at Paddy with a bit of pain, "Such a middle-class line, actually said in such a solemn tone, you think you are Team Rocket, don't you really feel ashamed? ?”

Naturally, no one else could hear his complaints, but the strange thing was that the two guys' expressions changed at the same time, and then they turned to glare at each other.

"Hey, Paddy, you are so shameless. You dare to call yourself a great chef. Don't you feel ashamed?" Karl crossed his arms in front of him and let out a very disdainful snort from his nose. .

"Tch, you should be the shameless bastard, right?" Paddy was also not to be outdone, his eyes widened as he shouted back with murderous intent, "A man with a story, the so-called story is about you. Is it the case that my childhood sweetheart ran away with someone else?"

"You bastard, don't open other people's scars casually!"

"The so-called scars were obviously exposed by you yourself!"

…………

The quarrel became more and more intense, and seeing that the two were about to start a fight, Xia Nuo couldn't help but put his forehead on his forehead, and helplessly took out Toya Lake from the corner behind him, and was about to stand up, intending to let these two strange uncles be quiet first. Come down.

As a result, as soon as he stood up, he saw a cold light suddenly flashing in front of him. Immediately, he heard a bit of cold wind coming into his ears. The next moment, there was a muffled sound, and the people who had already started fighting were heard. The two of them, Pedikkar, felt as if they had received an electric shock, and fell to the ground clutching their stomachs.

Zhepu, who was still a few meters away, unexpectedly appeared at the door of the kitchen without knowing when. The prosthetic foot made of wood slowly retracted under Xia Nuo's surprised gaze.

Looking at the two people who were hunched over on the floor like shrimps and shouting in pain, Zhepu snorted coldly, and then acted as if he had never done anything before, returned to the wooden bench and sat down, and said lightly: "Before There is no need to mention the matter, I am not interested in your story. However, before agreeing to join you, there is one most important thing to do first. I think you should be able to understand..."

"Uh……"

The two of them stopped their half-truthful cries of pain at the same time, and after staying there for a second, they looked at each other.