Pirate Magic System

After having enough wine and food, Gaya lay dizzy on the chair and looked at Uncle Roniel who was cleaning up the mess.

"Starting from tomorrow, Gaya, all these chores in the kitchen will be done by you." Looking back at Gaya who was drunk because of a drink, Uncle Ronil shook his head and said.

"Hiccup~"

Gaya stretched out her little hand, burped, and said drunkenly, "I know."

Then Gaya snored and lay down on one and fell asleep.

You can't give him alcohol anymore.

Uncle Roniel secretly made up his mind.

It has been a month since Gaya decided to learn cooking.

Nowadays, Gaya is so busy that she has no time to go to the beach to chant poems and praise the system. Only after Uncle Roniel falls asleep at night and sneaks out to practice magic, can she take the opportunity to sing praises to the system that cannot speak. system.

In the early morning, the sun is just right and the breeze is not dry.

Gaya didn't wait for Uncle Roniel to remind her, so she got up early by herself, tied sandbags on her feet, hung two small buckets filled with water on her hands, and then ran around the village.

This is the physical training that Uncle Lonier set for him. In his words, if a chef can't even have steady hands and feet, how can he cook?

For this kind of training, Gaya felt a little boring at first, but when she thought of Uncle Ronnier's disappointed look and the dish that Uncle Ronnier had that could improve his physical strength, Gaya gritted his teeth and persisted.

With this persistence, Gaya realized the benefits.

After persisting for more than twenty days, Gaya once again found that his magic power recovery speed had been improved, from the original two points to three points.

Only now did Gaya realize that the food he ate last time that could increase his physical strength did not directly increase his magic power recovery speed, but increased his magic power recovery speed by increasing his physical strength.

But why is physical strength linked to the recovery speed of magic power?

This became Gaya's doubt again.

From that day on, Gaya didn't need to be reminded by Uncle Ronil every day. After getting up alone and washing up, Gaya would consciously start training.

Along the way, Gaya's face was not red, her heart was not beating, and she was out of breath.

After running around the village twice, Gaya returned to the restaurant.

From a distance, Gaya saw an unexpected guest.

"Keya, why are you here so early? The restaurant is not open in the morning." Gaya trotted forward and stopped next to Keya. Gaya asked while unloading the weight on her body.

At this time, Gaya discovered that Keya's face was not very good, and her small eyes were red, which made people feel distressed.

"What's wrong, Keya?" Gaya asked concerned.

Since rescuing Keya a month ago, the three of Kaya Usopp and Keya have become good friends. Although Keya can't stay outside all the time, the three of them will still play happily together when they have time. of.

Well, that's right, Gaya has put aside the not-so-good past, and now just regards herself as an ordinary child.

Because they have been together for a long time and he is one year older, in Gaya, Usopp and Keya are both his younger siblings.

Now that my sister is unhappy, Gaya must take care of her.

Keya raised her head, looked at Gaya weakly, and said, "Brother Gaya, can I learn cooking from you?"

"Cooking?" Gaya was stunned. Shouldn't he go to Uncle Ronil to cook? If I come here to teach others even though I am half-qualified, I am afraid that I am not trying to mislead others.

Keya didn't think as much as Gaya thought. She just stared at Gaya expectantly with her red eyes and said: "Well, I want to learn a dish from Brother Gaya and cook it for my father. Because I know I’m not happy to have lost Xiaoqi. In addition to being busy every day, my father has also been taking time out to help me find a pet outside the village to come back and keep me company.”

"But in the past few days, my father didn't know what happened. He suddenly fell ill and couldn't eat anything. So I want to learn a dish from Brother Gaya and cook it for my father when I go back. I hope my father can get better soon. .”

Gaya touched Keya's head and said softly: "Good boy, but the food I cook is not delicious, and if Uncle Ronnier knows about my half-assed skills, he will definitely not let me go." .”

Keya lowered her head in despair and said, "Is this so?"

Seeing Keya's disappointed look, Gaya suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. She patted Keya on the shoulder and whispered: "Keya, I can teach you how to cook, but you must keep it a secret for me and not tell anyone. Say, especially Uncle Ronnier. You don’t want to see Brother Gaya and I being punished by Uncle Ronnier, right?”

Keya nodded happily, the sadness on her face swept away, and said: "Well, I will definitely keep it a secret."

While the two children were smiling happily, a figure quietly walked in in front of the window of the restaurant kitchen.

After making an agreement with Keya to go to her house to teach her how to cook in the evening, Gaya said goodbye to Keya. After watching Keya leave, Gaya walked into the restaurant and came to the kitchen.

"Good morning, Uncle Ronnier." At a glance, he saw Uncle Ronnier busy in front of the stove, and Gaya stepped forward to say hello.

"Hey, good morning, Gaya, have you finished your physical training today?" Uncle Ronnier turned around and said with a smile.

Gaya stretched out her arms and made a bodybuilding movement imitating Ronnier, as if to show off her training results. Of course, if Uncle Ronil were to do this action, he would definitely look good with his muscles, but Gaya has a short figure, so it would be funny no matter how you look at it, but Gaya doesn't think so.

While performing this action, Gaya said confidently: "Of course it's done."

"Okay." Uncle Ronnier took one look at the funny squeezing action, gave a thumbs up, and said: "You have been learning to cook for a month. Although your knife skills have not met my minimum requirements, it still surprised me. . When I was learning to cook, I spent three or four years practicing knife skills and peeling potatoes."

"However, I definitely don't have three or four years for you to learn swordsmanship now. I only have three months, and one month has passed now. So, starting from today, I plan to teach you how to cook. But your Don’t let yourself fall behind in basic practice. Don’t get to the end and know how to stir-fry, but when you cut the vegetables, they all look different.”

Gaya listened to what Uncle Ronil said so much, and finally heard him say at the end that he wanted to really start teaching her how to cook. Gaya couldn't hold back her joy and jumped up.

Uncle Ronnier held down Gaya who jumped up and said seriously: "But I have to say it first. This month, I will only teach you some basic cooking. As for whether you can learn everything about me in the end, especially It’s a dish that can improve physical strength, so it depends on your performance.”

Gaya made a salute gesture and said seriously: "Yes, I will study hard and learn everything about your family's fortune so that you have no food to eat, and then I will support you."

When Uncle Ronil heard this, he burst out laughing. He hit Gaya on the head hard and cursed with a smile: "I still need you to support me? Then I am not Ronil. You should learn to do it for me." Cai, you only have two months, it’s up to you how much you can learn.”

After finishing speaking, Uncle Ronil did not wait for Gaya to reply, and started busy in front of the stove. After the stove was cleared, Uncle Ronil gave up his position and said: "Come to Gaia." Ya, please make me a dish that you are best at first, and let me see how good your cooking skills are now."

"Yes, Uncle Roniel." Gaya moved a small stool, placed it in front of the stove and stood on it.

Cooking what I’m best at?

Gaya did not take action directly, but stood there and thought.

Even though he had cooked breakfast and dinner for himself for a month, it was all cooked for himself, and Uncle Roniel wouldn't even taste it. So at that time, Gaya did whatever he could get used to. Even if there was Usopp who was eating for free, he would still do the same.

But now, Uncle Roniel asked him to cook a dish that he is best at, and it was a little difficult for Gaya to start. To put it in a small way, it's just that Uncle Ronnier just wanted to try his own craft. To put it in a big way, this is a school test.

"There is."

Gaya suddenly thought of her past life's specialty dish, which is also the specialty dish of all Chinese people, right, good rice - scrambled eggs.

Speaking of egg-fried rice, he also calls rice fried with eggs...

No, no, this is not a food article. Gaya threw those messy thoughts out of her mind, and then thought about it carefully.

Although I said I didn't know how to cook in my previous life, I almost vomited after eating takeout for a long time, so I still followed the recipes on the Internet and learned this egg fried rice that doesn't require much effort. With his increasingly picky mouth, Gaya also made this egg fried rice dish his own perfection.

"Okay, that's it."

There are also fried rice dishes in this world, so it wouldn't be too out of the ordinary to suddenly make egg fried rice.

Just do what you say, Gaya simply exerted 120% of her skills in order to win a compliment from Uncle Ronil.

Then, a plate of slightly burnt egg fried rice was placed in front of Uncle Ronnier.

Director, can you stop it once?

Gaya looked at the plate of burnt egg fried rice, and her expectations just now were gone.

Uncle Roniel frowned and looked at the egg fried rice, a little dissatisfied. He made him work on the stove for a month and practiced knife skills for a month. Is this what he made? Normally, I wouldn't even look at it, let alone taste it.

But then he thought about Gaya's focused look when she was just making fried rice, which made him want to try it again. After all, this is his only disciple, and it is also his first time cooking for him, so it is understandable that he made some mistakes.

With this thought in mind, Uncle Ronnier picked up the spoon and began to taste it.

"This taste?" Uncle Roniel took a taste.