Chapter 392 Porusalino: A Fateful Encounter, so Interesting~

Zhepu's words were like the fiercest hurricane, blowing everyone in the Barati restaurant into chaos.

"…General K-Kizaru?!"

"General Kizaru...isn't that..."

"That's it! Admiral Kizaru of the World Government's highest combat power, the Navy Headquarters! Porusalino!!"

"You're kidding, such a big shot..."

——Before Porusalino traveled through time, many One Piece fans always felt that big figures like the Admiral, the Pirate Emperor, and the King Shichibukai should be known to everyone around the world. They just showed up. Face is enough to create big events with face. But the fact is that many people, like the diners in Barati’s restaurant who didn’t recognize Porusalino at all, had just heard of these names and were unfamiliar with their people and faces. This is also one of the reasons why in the original plot of One Piece, the fake Straw Hats were able to deceive so many people in the Shampoo Islands and deceive them for so long.

In the same way, Minister Thain's previous remarks and photos published in various newspapers also made many people know for the first time what the World Government's Archon is called and what he looks like.

As for the male guest who had previously clashed with Paddy, now after being shocked, ecstasy appeared on his face:

"Admiral Kizaru! Hahaha! He is actually an admiral of the navy!"

Although Porusalino is completely a legendary figure to him, it is precisely because of this that he understands that such a legendary figure will never have an idea of ​​​​a small businessman like him - according to him A superficial understanding of businessmen who deal with admirals must be at the level of a "shipping king" no matter what.

And his female companion vividly explained what it means to change faces faster than turning the page in a book. She held her chin in both hands, her mouth slightly opened, and an inexplicable blush appeared on her face:

"Admiral Kizaru...I just said, how could there be such a handsome monkey...man..."

Porusalino didn't pay attention to the storm of discussion that suddenly arose because of him. He just smiled and pulled out a chair next to him and motioned for Zhepp to sit down:

"The East China Sea is the hometown of many important people. I don't think it's surprising that anyone appears here..."

“As for this maritime restaurant Barati…”

Porusalino pretended to look at the layout of this restaurant, which played a very important role in the original plot of One Piece: "I don't think there is a restaurant in the Grand Line opened by the famous pirate 'Redfoot' Zepp. , what kind of small place it will be. And even just looking at these diners who come from all over the East China Sea, I know that the food here can definitely satisfy the tongues of the most picky guests..."

"..."

In his heart, Zhepu actually didn't want to deal with Porusalino at all, let alone be praised like this by Porusalino - in his opinion, although he was a well-known Grand Line level player before he washed his hands of the golden basin, A pirate, but compared to a big shot like Porusalino, the "rank" gap is still too huge.

The result of such a huge rank gap is that a casual move by Porusalino can destroy everything he values, even if Porusalino himself has no such intention—— It's like people just walking normally, but ants are trampled to death.

Zep knew very well that with the influence of Admiral Polusalino in the world, there was no doubt that his evaluation of Barati today would quickly spread throughout the world. And at that time, whether they are diners who want to really experience the quality of Barati's cooking, or bastards who want to cause trouble maliciously, they will flock here.

Although Zhepu is confident in his cooking skills and the chefs he has recruited, he no longer wants to be a pirate, and now he does not want to be involved in any trouble at all...

While Porusalino was talking, Zhepu's original pirate subordinates, now the management of this restaurant, all came to the restaurant and stood behind Zhepu. Without exception, these people were all disabled, some had no arms, some had no calves.

Sanji couldn't suppress the doubts in his heart. After nodding to Porusalino for instructions, he asked strangely:

"Are you all chefs here? Why do you all look like this...and there are a lot fewer people than before, right?"

Zhepu frowned slightly when he heard this - Sanji's speech sounded like he knew something about them but not much, but Sanji's age and the time he had been active clearly did not match... Information from the Navy ?

"This little brother, you are..."

"My name is Sanji. I am a sailor and a chef at the navy headquarters."

Sanji said seriously, "The teacher who taught me cooking is Chef Best Cook, who is currently at the top of naval cuisine. He told me all these things about you and your subordinates."

"Best Cook? Chef?"

Zhepu's eyes widened. At this moment, he seemed to see behind Sanji the man who fought with him until he was bruised and bruised. But in the end, because of each other's cooking skills and their caring and helping the hungry villagers, The rookie chef in the navy, who abandoned the opposition of status and position and recognized each other, said, "This guy... really did it! It's amazing! I knew he was such a man!"

"..."

Sanji, who has a very high emotional intelligence, did not ask silly questions to destroy Zhepu's nostalgia for the past.

Weiwei rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand. Zhepu didn't want to tell Sanji what happened to him and Best Cook back then. He just looked back at his subordinates with some feeling:

"You are taking the place of your teacher and wondering about our current situation, right?"

"In addition to being a chef, little brother, you are also a sailor from the Navy Headquarters. You should be very clear that sailing on the Grand Route is not an easy task, especially for pirates. In addition to fighting with all kinds of fierce The characters worked hard and had to fight wits and courage with the unpredictable weather there. Many of my companions stayed in that sea area forever because of the long voyage. The remaining people, after my navigator passed away, I decided to take them back to the East China Sea... Even if I die, at least I will die in the waters of my hometown."

"What about your hands and feet?"

Sanji still didn't quite understand.

Zhepu turned around, put away his sentiments, and said with a numb face:

"After we finally passed the windless zone, the ship was seriously damaged. We wanted to hijack a passenger ship to transfer, but we encountered a storm. A group of pirates and some passengers were trapped on an isolated island without food."

"A month after all the food was eaten, some people died, and some were left crazy with hunger and wanted to eat the elderly and children,"

When Zhepu said this, a chef with a scar on his face behind him lowered his head unnaturally, "Then, a man cut off his legs and let them eat them. After that, all living adults Everyone learns from the same thing, and this allowed us all to survive until the end, when we were rescued by a boat."

Zhepu exhaled. Just a few words seemed to consume most of his energy:

"You know now? Are you satisfied with the answer? Is your teacher satisfied? If so, is it your turn to tell me what the purpose of your coming here is?"

——Although Porusalino and Sanji were the duo, Polusalino was undoubtedly the decision-maker, but because Sanji was the disciple of an old acquaintance of his, Zepp mistakenly thought it was Sanji who requested the request. Porusalino brought him here, and the exaggerated first-class navy warship outside was just passing by.

There is nothing wrong with thinking this way. After all, as the saying goes, with Porusalino's identity, it is really unreasonable for him to appear in a small place.

Sanji did not answer Zepp's question, but after Porusalino shrugged to signal him, he turned sideways and looked at Zepp's feet under the table:

"The person who took the initiative to cut off his own leg, were you?"

Zhepu's face was expressionless, neither admitting nor denying.

"'Redfoot' Zepp,"

Sanji's expression was complicated, "My teacher said that although your kicking is not as good as your cooking skills, it is still quite powerful and made him suffer a lot. He even thought that you could rely on your kicking..."

Shaking his head, Sanji did not finish his words, but changed the topic and asked seriously: "Is this worth it?"

"It's not worth it. After so much, my crew and I don't want to be pirates anymore. As long as I still have a pair of hands that can cook, that's enough for me."

Zhepu looked directly into Sanji's eyes and said in a deep voice, "What's more, I don't want my subordinates to turn into a group of beastly monsters. Of course, I have to find a way to fill their bellies."

"This is not only the captain's responsibility, but also the chef's responsibility."

The group of subordinates behind Zhepu had complicated expressions, but no one spoke.

The diners in the restaurant were also filled with emotion after hearing this - many of them came here to eat simply because of Barati's reputation, and had no idea what the boss was like. They didn't expect that such a story existed.

Stories are the best condiment to go with any dish.

After a moment of silence, Sanji nodded slightly:

"I can understand why the teacher has such a high opinion of you, a pirate chef."

"..."

Zhepu, who was always serious, grinned and said nothing.

Seeing this, Porusalino smiled and regained his sense of presence:

"Boss Zhepu, Sanji actually has something else that he hasn't told you. His nickname in Marineland is 'Blackfoot'..."

"General Porusalino!"

——The person who first called Sanji the "Blackfoot" nickname was actually not Porusalino, the time traveler, but his teacher, Chef Best Cook. Sanji's superb kicks, superb cooking skills, and shining personality may have reminded the chef of his "old friend" Zepp. In addition, Sanji likes to wear black in addition to his chef uniform and sailor uniform. Suit, that's why he was given such a "nickname".

It's just that this matter was told by Porusalino in front of him. Sanji, who calls himself a gentleman and a mature man, always feels a little embarrassed, as if he was teased for wetting the bed when he was a child and crying. Ashamed and annoyed.

Of course, this is actually the common attitude of many young people in the Navy Headquarters towards Porusalino - Damn it, if I can't beat him

"'Blackfoot'?"

Zhepu looked at Sanji again with a strange look on his face, "Although I knew from your stance just now that you must be good at kicking, I didn't expect... Humph, that guy Cook!"

"Well, Boss Zhepu, we can talk about the story later,"

Porusalino rubbed his stomach, "But now can we fulfill our responsibilities as diners and chefs first? I came to Barati with an empty stomach specially."

Hearing this, Zhepu felt much more relaxed and placed the menu handed to him by his subordinates in front of Porusalino:

"What would you like to eat?"

However, Porusalino had no intention of flipping through the menu. He just knocked on the table with his hand and smiled brightly:

"You guys make a simple meal and I'll eat a simple meal, so let's just follow the menu and cook a copy."

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Looking at Zhepu's raised beard, Sanji believed that the boss of Zhepu, whom he had just met today, would definitely understand his mood just now: Damn it, if it weren't for the fact that he couldn't beat him

Zhepu, who was expressionless, picked up the menu, and with an expression on his face, he managed his subordinates who were almost out of control and had clenched fists, and was about to go back to work in the kitchen.

The diners who had eaten for a long time also looked back and focused on their own dishes and things again.

But at this moment——

"Damn it! Why did you come back to Barati?! I knew it was like this! What a magical sea! Is this what the Grand Line is like?"

Sanji frowned instinctively, Porusalino smiled and rubbed his chin, and Zhepu and others sighed collectively while tired, a young male voice came from the door.

That's right, Porusalino came not only for a bite to eat, but also for Barati to let Sanji "visit the holy land". He even had other intentions.

But one thing I have to mention is that before he set off, he actually received a report about a green-haired swordsman who was getting lost near the sea restaurant Barati.