Chapter 391 Porusalino: Oh My God, I Came Out for Extra Food, and There Was an Unexpected Bonus!

Brown sunglasses, yellow and white striped suit, purple tie, dark green shirt, white leather shoes - the person who is so coquettish and completely goes against the concept of simple dressing is definitely not someone else.

That's right, the most powerful admiral, Porosalino, who can sneak from Marineford to the sea restaurant Barati in the East China Sea during working hours just for a bite to eat!

And the person he was talking to was also none other than Sanji, who in the original plot of One Piece would have a deep bond with Barati, a restaurant on the sea.

"The menu of Barati at Sea Restaurant..."

Following closely behind Porusalino, Sanji put his hands in his pockets as angrily as he did. It's just that compared to Porusalino, who was completely here to eat, his eyes were shining with anticipation, mixed with a little excitement and fighting spirit - his cooking teacher at the Navy Headquarters, Chef Best Cook, the top chef in the Navy, once told him that when he was young, he had an encounter with a pirate who was proficient in cooking on the Grand Line. Although the two had different positions, he fully recognized the other's cooking skills and personality as a chef.

And this pirate who is proficient in cooking is the founder and chef of the current maritime restaurant Barati, "Red Foot" Zhepu!

Although Porusalino just said with a smile that he brought Sanji here to eat, Sanji himself regarded this sudden visit to Barati as a reunion with Zhepu on behalf of his teacher - —Otherwise, why do so many young people in the Navy Headquarters just call themselves? I should definitely ask Luffy, the Big Eater, for the job!

So - is this a friendly visit and exchange? Or risk everything as a chef in a life-and-death battle?

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Paddy was once the ferocious boatswain of the Chef Pirates, and now he is the chef and lobby manager of the sea restaurant Barati.

Nearly two years ago, Paddy, who had not yet entered the Grand Line, could be said to be high-spirited and fearless. Even in battles involving life and death, he would never frown or flinch.

But now, after experiencing the difficult one-year journey of the Grand Line, and having nightmare memories of being trapped on an island and not having enough to eat, Paddy feels that he has regained his life.

He has become much calmer, no longer shouting for fights as before, and longs for the days when there is no tomorrow at sea. His favorite words now are "customers first" and "thank you for coming" - although he still can't help but beat some customers who waste food, or throw those who eat the Overlord meal into the sea.

Also, unlike "Redfoot" Zepp, to whom he went, and many of the other chefs here in Barati, Paddy is not disabled. He is one of the few able-bodied people here, so he holds the position of lobby manager.

Of course, because few normal people can tolerate a weird and bad-tempered boss and a bunch of companions, Paddy, as the lobby manager, also has to go into the kitchen to cook or serve the food himself during busy times.

Holding two plates of steak and two goblets with the strength of his right index finger, and holding a bottle of red wine firmly on his head, Paddy strode to a dining table as if he didn't care whether the red wine would fall. .

After putting down the dishes, he looked out the window absentmindedly while pouring wine for the guests. But when he saw the big ship approaching from the window, the original relaxation on his face suddenly disappeared, his eyes widened, and he didn't even notice that the wine he poured had already spilled.

"Hey! Idiot! What are you doing!"

The middle-aged man sitting at the dining table could tell that he was not a powerless poor man just by looking at his clothes. When he saw the wine was spilled, he slammed the table to bring Paddy back from his thoughts.

Paddy came back to his senses and ignored the customer's reaction. He hurriedly put the wine bottle on the table and headed towards the kitchen.

The middle-aged man at the dining table saw him like this and laughed angrily:

"Is this how you do business? Where is your lobby manager?! Where is your boss!?"

The male customer wanted to get up and grab Paddy, but Paddy threw him away.

Paddy turned his head and said coldly to the man:

"I am the lobby manager! Also, if you don't want to die, you'd better sit down for me!"

The bosun of the Chef Pirates, who was not afraid of fighting on the sea, seemed to be back at this moment. The murderous look on Paddy's face was unpretentious, and his bulging muscles made customers who still wanted to continue arguing He was so frightened that he sat back down.

After Paddy left, the male customer who had been frightened before calmed down. But today he was not dining here alone, but with a female companion.

He felt quite embarrassed to be so embarrassed in front of his female companion, but he did not dare to go to Paddy to argue with him. He could only complain in a low voice, got up and went to the window, wanting to see what caused Paddy's sudden change of color.

But when he saw the situation outside the window clearly, his expression also changed.

"What's wrong?"

His female companion asked curiously.

"The navy is the first-class warship of the navy!"

The male customer's eyes widened.

As a well-known businessman in the East China Sea, the knowledge of male customers is naturally different from that of ordinary civilians. In fact, he has dealt with many local naval branches in Donghai many times because of business matters.

But it was precisely because of this that he felt panicked after the shock. He sat back on the chair with a pale face, restless and sweating.

Seeing Porusalino, who was wearing the navy's cloak of justice, and Sanji, who was following him, the crowds at Barati's entrance all gave way, as if they were afraid of conflict with them - although these people did not immediately He recognized Porusalino, but the huge naval battleship he just got off was more intimidating than anything else, so within a moment, he and Sanji walked to the main entrance of the restaurant.

The female companion of the male customer frowned slightly when she saw how scared the man was, and quickly comforted her:

"He is a navy and not a vicious pirate. Why are you so afraid of being like this? And haven't you had many dealings with the navy?"

"It's because the navy is here! And it's a navy with a big background!"

The male customer was dissatisfied: "Don't believe too much in newspaper reports about the Navy, and read more about the real discussions on the phone bug network where names and identities are hidden! Those newspapers are full of lies, and they are all fabricated stories to flatter the Navy. Those who took money are all fake! Do you understand Fake News?"

His female companion argued unhappily:

"The navy fights pirates and upholds justice. The whole world knows it. It's not just newspapers that say this. How can it be false?"

"Anyway, just believe me!"

For the sake of face, of course the male customer cannot tell the female companion that he brags about his many dealings with the navy and being regarded as a friend by the naval officers. The truth is that he was extorted and even had his goods seized by some naval branches in the East China Sea. .

That's why he was so frightened now - outside the window was a first-class warship that he had only heard of but never seen before. The shock was simply exaggerated! Who knows what kind of naval officer came from such a monster battleship? And how big an appetite would a guy with such a background have?

You know, the major from the 21st branch he met last time ate a whole shipload of his goods! It's simply more ruthless than the pirates!

Because it was just a dry sentence, his female companion didn't believe what he said at all and pouted angrily.

But she only sulked for a while, and then she looked towards the restaurant door again.

When Paddy found Zhepp in the kitchen, Zhepp was sternly reprimanding a young chef. He stopped talking when he saw Paddy coming with an anxious look on his face.

"What's wrong?"

After all, Paddy is also a former pirate who has been to the Grand Line, and his mental quality is not too bad. His appearance inevitably makes Zhepu feel strange and ask questions.

After Paddy glanced at the young chef, he said to Zhepu in a deep voice:

"Boss, a great guy is here! It's the Navy's first-class warship 'Moyu'!"

The young chef on the side looked at the two of them with curiosity. In his memory, Boss Zhepu and Manager Paddy had always seemed fearless. There had never been a time like now when they only heard the name of a ship. His face was solemn.

"The first-class navy warship "Moyu"..."

Zhepu's beard trembled, and his pupils suddenly shrank: "So... is that great Kizaru the future?"

"I came to see you before I saw him get off the boat,"

Paddy frowned and said, "But it is said that the 'Moyu' does not leave the Navy headquarters at all on weekdays. Once it leaves, Admiral Kizaru will carry out important tasks, so he must have come in person."

"Go and call the old man,"

Zhepu wiped the oil stains on his hands with his apron, then took off the apron and threw it directly into the face of the young chef next to him. He said to Paddy with a serious face, "I'll go and talk to this troublesome guest first."

——In fact, the best way for Zhepu to deal with it at this time is not to show up. After all, regardless of whether Porusalino comes or not, the "Moyu" is a naval warship, and those who show up must be the navy. He was a former pirate, and most of the chefs here were also former pirates. Although they believe that they have withdrawn from the pirate industry, the navy has never said that they agree with this statement. I am afraid that Zhepu's wanted order will still be in effect 20 years later.

But after all, Zhepu is the owner and chef of Balati. Whether it is due to the total weight of the guests or the responsibility to the restaurant, he must personally take action.

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Porusalino took Sanji in front of the restaurant. After looking up at the sign, he smiled inexplicably and then walked in. The restaurant, which was originally noisy, became silent after the two of them entered.

The female customer looked at the table where Paddy was serving before for a while, her eyes swept over Porusalino and Sanji behind him, and murmured to herself:

"Is there a mistake? Why is the monkey wearing a navy uniform, and the handsome guy is just wearing a suit... No, the monkey shouldn't be a navy either."

——Sanji actually wore navy uniforms like other young people when he was in Marineland, but this time he was visiting Barati, the "Sea Restaurant" after all, which is equivalent to a tour of the Holy Land, so Porusalino deliberately Let him change into the classic black suit skin from the original plot.

By the way, it is precisely because of this that Sanji feels that this time is not just a simple meal - he has heard that CP9, managed by the eldest sister Robin, usually performs confidential tasks and always hides its identity. camouflage.

"What did you say?"

her male companion asked.

"Nothing, just saying that what was reported in the newspaper does seem to be problematic. Not all marines are handsome guys who uphold justice."

The female customer said somewhat disappointedly.

When Zep came out of the kitchen, Porusalino was already seated. Although Zhepu had a broken leg, his movement was not hindered at all. He moved his wooden prosthetic leg and walked towards Porusalino, who was sitting at the table in the middle of the restaurant, like a drum.

Out of vigilance, Zhepu kept secretly observing his surroundings as he walked. But unfortunately, he only saw Porusalino and Sanji next to Polusalino.

If Porusalino had brought a large group of people, Zhepu might feel more relaxed at the moment, because maybe like the other captains, he came here to eat by chance, with everyone on the ship.

But being alone like this, sitting so carelessly, always gave him the feeling that he had a very clear goal, that he had come to Barati to look for trouble.

Especially Sanji, who was next to Porusalino, was staring at Zhepu unabashedly at this time, and it was not the way a diner would look at a chef.

Zhepu gritted his teeth, walked to Porusalino's dining table, and spoke in a deep voice:

"I never thought that a big shot like you would come to the East China Sea and come to a small shop like ours. General Kizaru!"