[One Piece] The White Wolf of the Red Foss

I am the chef of the Reid!Peel, it was the captain who begged him to come forward—every time in the future, whenever a newcomer Kwapier cooks delicious food, he will slap his chest and say so proudly.

But now Peel is just an ordinary chef in an ordinary tavern on South Perch Island - his job is to make desserts.

Although he himself said that he is good at everything, as long as there is that high-profile head chef, he will never have a day to show his strength.

Today is not an easy day, before leaving home, he said silently in his heart while wearing his gloves in front of the mirror.

Today is the grand event of South Perch Island - Food Carnival!

With brisk steps and the morning dew, he walked quickly towards his work place. He worked in a tavern and had to go there early in the morning to prepare.

When he passed the food street, he cast admiring glances at the stalls that were undergoing final decoration. The food festival invited people from outer islands, but he was a local.

It's not that the local chefs are bad, but that the number of entries is limited, and all of them are given to those who wear high chef hats.

The head chef is calculated according to his age. He has tasted the chef's food and compared it with his own. There is obviously no difference, but it is because of his age that he is placed in the dessert area.

The work in the dessert area is actually quite easy. Although there are many people coming to the tavern, most of them are rude men. If they have the money to sell desserts, they might as well buy twice as much rum.

Even if he brought a female companion, they were all women who were dedicated to drinking, so his daily job was to make a batch of cakes first, and then do it again if they were sold out.

But so far, there hasn't been a day when he can sell a disc, which leads to a lot of free time for him.

Most of the time he sits next to the head chef to watch him cook, and part of the time when he is driven away by the head chef is used to research recipes by himself.

"Peel! Are you free now?" the waiter came to the back kitchen and shouted.

Peel put away the menu and replied, "It's time!"

When the tavern was crowded, Peel would be transferred out to serve as a temporary waiter, so he was no longer surprised by this.

But this time, he was not asked to be a waiter, but someone was looking for him.

"The guest at table number seven wants to see you after eating the cake," the waiter told him. "Be careful, the person at that table beat up a troublemaker just now."

Fighting...Pier is not afraid either. In order to cook well, he exercises every day, but he is quite afraid that the other party will say that the cake he made is not delicious. This time the cake was made in the morning, and the taste is indeed a bit ordinary now .

He walked to table number seven, which was a big round table with six people sitting around it, and the cake he made was being placed on one of them... Should it be said that it was a person?

Is he dazzled?There were ears and tails of beasts, Pier rubbed his eyes, and stood next to the man seriously, politely said: "Guest, what do you want from me?"

"Did you make this cake?"

Pier followed the sound and looked sideways. Beside the white-haired orc, the man in the straw hat turned sideways, put one hand on the back of the chair and the other on the dining table, looking up at him with a smile.

"Well, I made it. Is there something wrong with the cake?" Pierre was a little nervous. After all, what the chef is most afraid of is something wrong with the dishes he made.

If there is something wrong with the cake, he will never fight back!

"Ah, no, it's delicious!" Shanks scratched his cheek and said with a smile, "I just want to ask, are you interested in joining my pirate team?"

???

"Huh?" Pierre couldn't control his volume in surprise.

Beckman shook his head and sighed helplessly. He said just now that he would look at the situation again, but turned around and called someone over, and invited him directly.

"Hey, what?" Shanks stood up, put on Peel's shoulder familiarly, and said with a smile, "My name is Shanks, and I'm a pirate. Do you want to join our pirate group?"

"This...it's too sudden." Pierre looked around in bewilderment, except for the white-haired orc and another black-haired man, everyone else gave him expectant sparkling eyes.

Pierre is a soft-eared and shy person, his ears turned red immediately, and he hesitated: "Uh... can you tell me why?"

It was incomprehensible that he should be invited aboard so suddenly.

Shanks patted him on the shoulder, pulled a chair aside and motioned him to sit down.

Peel complied and sat down.

"Although it was sudden, we found you after careful consideration." Beckman said, always very organized and easy to understand, "Our pirate team lacks a chef, and it must be very good chef."

Shanks nodded earnestly at the side, patted Peel's shoulder again in agreement, and said, "Yaka can eat..." He stretched out two fingers, "I can eat two cakes you made! "

"You are amazing!" Shanks expressed his admiration unabashedly.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-10-0922:14:04~2020-10-1100:12:37期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1082 bottles at night;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!