The gourmet among pirates

I don't know how long it took for the waiter, whose eyes were red, to come back to his senses under Molin's playful gaze.

"Sorry, distinguished guest, I have never seen so much money. I suddenly lost my temper and made you laugh."

"It's okay!"

Maureen shook her head.

Under normal circumstances, how can an ordinary person not lose his composure when such a large amount of money is placed in front of him at once?

The waiter was not so jealous that he lost his mind and snatched away the Baileys that Molin put on the table. His willpower exceeded that of most people.

Even Mo Lin gave the waiter a high look because of this.

What surprised Mo Lin even more was what the waiter said next.

After forcing himself to look away from the thick stack of Baileys, he took a deep breath.

The waiter said again: "The guest has misunderstood. I didn't think you couldn't afford the meal, but because our Barati restaurant has a store rule, which is 'never waste food'. You ordered With so many dishes, if you can’t finish them all and waste food, you will definitely be beaten up by our chefs, their tempers are not good!”

The waiter's serious reminder made Mo Lin look at him high again.

However, for Molin, his worries were obviously unnecessary.

"Thank you for the reminder, but don't worry, I know how much I eat and will never waste food."

"Is that so?"

Seeing the confident smile and determined eyes on Mo Lin's face, the waiter was hesitant and wrote down all the menu items ordered by Mo Lin.

As a waiter on the ship, he has fulfilled all his obligations.

Even if Mo Lin couldn't finish so many dishes in the end, he couldn't be blamed.

The waiter knew very well that the will of those rich and important people would not change just because of a few words from this little waiter.

More importantly, he was afraid that if he continued to speak, he would have to say goodbye to the thick thighs of Mo Lin.

Don't make the other party unhappy because of your words without reaching your thigh, then you are really a Muggle.

After writing the last stroke in the notebook.

The waiter said: "I will let the chef prepare the dishes you ordered. By the way, guest, do you have any friends coming? If necessary, we can wait for your friends to arrive before serving the dishes."

"It's just me, you can just serve the food."

"Ok."

After responding, the waiter poured Mo Lin a cup of tea and then left respectfully.

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After leaving the box where Maureen was.

The waiter recalled Mo Lin's face and felt that it was a bit familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

Being able to take out so many baileys at once, coupled with this sense of familiarity, that guest must be the big shot who often appears in newspapers!

But when those big shots go out, shouldn’t they be surrounded by a bunch of people?

Why is there only one person here?

However, one person can order so many dishes when eating alone. Should I say that a big shot deserves to be a big shot?

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One person, so many dishes...

With a flash of inspiration, a thunderbolt sounded in the waiter's mind.

"No...no way, is it really the gentleman in the box..."

The waiter's eyes, which turned to look at the box again, were filled with unbelievable shock.

"Hiss... No, I have to tell the chef about this immediately. If it is really that adult, our Bharati may have neglected..."

Thinking of this, the waiter hurried into the kitchen.

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rock.

The waiter had just rushed into the back kitchen, and before he could rush to the side of the chef Zhepu, a burly chef with a height of three meters and a fierce appearance came through the door and almost knocked him to the ground with a pot lid.

He looked at the waiter who was feeling dizzy and fell to the ground.

The burly chef casually threw the slightly deformed pot lid that was hit by the waiter into the sink, and then said with an unkind expression:

"Hmph, boy, is this your first day as a waiter in Balati? Don't you know that the back kitchen is such an important place that waiters are not allowed in? If you are serving dishes, go to the dining area and don't let me in. Chef, forget it this time, if you make another mistake next time, the lid won’t be the one that greets you.”

As he spoke, the burly chef, who was three meters tall, picked up the waiter by the back of his clothes, like a chicken, and lifted him up.

When the other chefs not far away saw this, not only did they not try to persuade him, but they burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, Temu, don't scare this kid into sickness with your actions. There are not enough waiters on the ship. If another one falls, you may have to deliver the food yourself."

"Pfft, pfft, with Tem's figure and appearance, if he goes to the front hall to deliver food, he will scare away all the customers!"

"That's right, that's right. It's okay for this stupid guy like Temu to cook the food. Let him deliver the food. Let's forget it. I don't want all Barati's customers to be scared away by this guy."

"..."

Amidst the laughter of many chefs in the kitchen, the waiter who was still a little dizzy seemed to wake up.

Oops.

I was so impatient just now that I actually forgot about the urine properties set by the chefs in the back kitchen.

He was lifted up in the air and struggled angrily.

The waiter, who was still a little dizzy, seemed to hit the big bag on his head that was smashed by the pot lid during the struggle. He sucked in a breath of cold air, then broke it and cursed.

"Tem, you bastard, put me down quickly. I have something to see the chef. If something big is delayed because of you, your sister will be punished by the chef. And... this person hates me. take note of it!"

Barati's chefs are all a bunch of strong bastards, so if they want to survive on the ship, even the seemingly polite waiters will not be submissive wimps.

Even if they couldn't defeat those tall bastards in the kitchen, the waiters never lost when it came to their mouths.

Anyway, with the chief chef watching, he didn't dare to go too far towards his own people on the ship, those bastard chefs.

"Hey, the little guy still holds a grudge. How about I give you a hand and we... have a good spar!"

Looking at Temu's eyes flashing with danger, the waiter subconsciously shrank his head.

But losers don't lose.

The waiter, who has been on Barati for more than a year and can be considered an old man, snorted coldly and said: "Okay! If I don't beat you, you are my grandson. If you dare, just knock me out. It will delay the big thing." , let’s see if the chef doesn’t break your legs!”

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The tall Tem snorted two streams of hot air from the waiter's angry nose, but seeing how confident the waiter was, Tem didn't dare to take action.

The chefs in the back kitchen have been tormented a lot, and the waiter who can sit on the boat for a long time is as slippery as a loach.

He fell into his own hands. This brat is still so confident. Could it be that he really has something serious to ask the chef?

If it was someone else, it wouldn't matter, but if it really delayed the chef's affairs.

With the chef's temper, breaking a few of his ribs with just one kick would be considered a minor offense.

But if this guy was deceiving him and he let him go this time, then the bastards in the kitchen would not be able to digest him to death.

Just when Temu's face looked uncertain.

The head chef, who quickly finished a sea urchin sashimi, walked out of the back kitchen after hearing this.

Looking at Temu and the waiter who was lifted up in the air, he said helplessly: "Can't you guys just be quiet?"

How long has it been since I taught Paddy and Sanji a lesson?

He had just finished cooking a few dishes, and these bastards caused trouble for him again.

Do you not want him to live in peace for a moment?

"head chef!"

"head chef······"

As soon as Zhepu came forward, the chefs who were watching the excitement dispersed in a hurry, and Temu loosened his grip on the back of the waiter's neck and let him go.

After glaring at the bastard Temu angrily, the waiter told him about the situation he encountered during reception and his guess about Mo Lin's identity.

"Chef, I was in the restaurant just now..."

"Did you order all the dishes?"

Zhepu nodded slightly. With the terrifying appetite of the person in the rumor, if it was really him in the box, then this would not be surprising at all.

"In this case, wait for me to cook a few signature dishes, and then go with you to meet that customer!"

Since the guest in the box did not take the initiative to reveal his identity, no matter whether he was the legendary Governor of the East China Sea or not, he should not go to see him with too much fanfare.

When serving food, meeting the guests as the chef should be the best choice.

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ten minutes later.

Zhepu, who performed at an extraordinary level, prepared seven of Barati's signature dishes at a speed beyond ordinary people, and then, together with the waiter, pushed the small dining cart into the No. 3 box in the front hall.

As Bharati's chef, Zhepu is very recognizable with a prosthetic leg.

As soon as he appeared, he attracted the attention of many people in the restaurant.

"Wow, that's Barati's chef. It's said that Chef Zhepu has the level of a famous chef from the East China Sea! I didn't expect to see Barati's chef today. I'm really lucky!"

"Wait a minute, look, Chef Zhepu actually pushed the dining cart into the box. I remember that the last person who got this treatment was a princess from a certain country! Who was in that box? Treated the same way as a princess."

"Hey, that box, if I remember correctly, is the box where the handsome guy was. Could it be that that handsome guy is a prince of a certain country."

A beautiful young woman who was covered in expensive jewelry and looked a bit bejeweled showed a look of shock when she saw where Zhepu disappeared.

With just one glance, the beautiful young woman was deeply attracted to Mo Lin.

She had originally made up her mind to get to know Mo Lin, a beautiful young woman. After seeing Zhepu's different treatment of Mo Lin, her big bright eyes seemed to shine even brighter.

Even the beautiful young woman, a woman of extraordinary status, was deeply attracted by Molin, let alone the girls dining in the restaurant.

Tall and handsome, with handsome and charming appearance, plus a mysterious identity bonus.

It can be said that Maureen's image completely fits the perfect image of Prince Charming in these girls' hearts.

for a while.

One by one, young and beautiful girls left their seats and entered the bathroom.

I planned to take advantage of Mo Lin's meal time to dress up.

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at the same time.

In the No. 3 box, Mo Lin smelled the aroma coming from the ship from time to time, her eyes were calm and unusually calm.

After contending with the endless stomach for so many years, Maureen's will has been pulled against again and again.

Nowadays, it is not an exaggeration to call him Iron Will.

After exercising day and night, Maureen has been able to calm down and even suppress her desire for food to a certain extent.

Except for devil fruits and famous swords and weapons that contain spiritual will, ordinary food can no longer make Morin go berserk and even lose his mind.

"Crack~~"

When the door of the box opened and Zhepu, who pushed the dining table into the box, saw Molin's face clearly, he shrank instantly.

He took a deep breath and said with awe in his eyes: "I never thought that a big shot like you would come to our Barati to dine..."

The reputation of "Glutious" Mo Lin, the Governor of the East China Sea Navy, is a mountain that is difficult to climb for any pirate.

Even though Zhepu had long since given up his dream and had become a chef for many years, after seeing Molin, his eyes were still full of awe, and even his heart was beating fast.

Winter winter!

To Molin, who is extremely sensitive to sound, the sound of Zhepu's heart beating rapidly was like beating a drum.

After drinking up the remaining tea in the cup, Molin looked at Zhepu and chuckled: "Baraty, the restaurant on the sea, is quite famous. Is it weird for me to dine here?"

"On the contrary, after Chef Zhepu saw me, his heart beat surprisingly fast. Is it possible that 'Red-footed' Zhepu, who has a bounty of 120 million beli on his head, is afraid?"

"Red-footed" Zhepu!

Mo Lin's words were like a thunderbolt from the clear sky exploding in Zhepu's ears, shocking his even-beating heart!

I don't know how long it took.

Zhepu, who had regained his composure, seemed to have been drained of energy and energy in an instant, and had aged several years.

He shook his head with a wry smile: "Have you been discovered yet?"

Mo Lin said indifferently: "Is it strange? Although seven or eight years have passed, your reward order has not been revoked. If you are willing, you can still compare your current appearance with the red-footed one on the reward order. Zhepu faced off."

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