The Battle of the Pirate King

Chapter 175 Airflow Prediction
Seeing Mingde's face asking for his own opinion, Sanji suddenly had the urge to kick him, didn't he just want to eat?Also involved so many words, long-winded.

"Of course." However, as a chef, it is also a very good compliment to be able to taste the dishes that he cooks himself, so Sanji directly agreed without objecting.

"Then we won't be polite." After Mingde made a hypocritical sentence, he dropped his chopsticks, but at this moment he found that the kid with the straw hat who was with the young chef had already started to eat, But the people behind him who were waiting for Mingde to speak had already been waiting like wolves and tigers.

Mingde directly took out a piece of meat from the tableware, and said to everyone, let's all eat.

The meat is smooth, tender, numb, spicy and fragrant.

"Wow~."

It was just a piece of meat, and Mingde's body felt a rolling heat, as if the pores all over his body wanted to emit sweat.

Can't help moaning comfortably.

After eating, Mingde looked at those people who were almost soaked through the skirts and still robbed the delicious dishes, and couldn't help asking Sanji behind him with a knowing smile.

"Is this qi-relieving dish also one of the thirteen ways of relieving qi? It's just that Mingde is not talented, so I can't tell which dish this dish belongs to." At this time, Mingde has fully recognized Sanji's presence in Sanji. With the ability above cooking, he couldn't help showing no sign of relying on the old to sell the old, so he asked kindly.

"I didn't expect Chef Ming to know the thirteen ways to relieve qi, but this dish is a very common one. It's just a modified version of boiled pork slices. I believe Master Mingde has heard of the famous name of boiled pork slices." Sanji No taboo, just speak out.

"It turned out to be boiled pork slices, but you are very good at making them out of these materials." Mingde was taken aback when he heard that it turned out to be very ordinary boiled pork slices, but then he was surprised and praised , but after the words, the expression of disbelief was undoubtedly revealed.

"Hehe, I didn't expect that Master Mingde didn't know that this boiled pork slice is also a dish among the thirteen ways to relieve qi. I once saw the recipe for this boiled pork slice in an ancient book. It said that it needs to be able to Only the small piece of tenderloin at the back of Dunhai’s Dunhai pig can produce the purest sliced ​​boiled meat, while others, such as those made with fish, are not made with ordinary Neptune meat. Pure boiled pork slices are just some extremely ordinary dishes, and their delicacy is less than one ten-thousandth of that of boiled pork slices." Seeing Mingde's unbelieving expression, Sanji patiently explained .

"Dunhai pig, the kind of stuff that only exists in legends is not an easy-to-obtain raw material. It seems that every exquisite dish needs some top-notch raw materials to make it, but it can be made like You are able to make boiled pork slices with such a taste with ordinary lithium frogfish like this, you are also a great genius in the chef world, and Mingde admires it very much." After Sanji said some details about boiled pork slices Mingde believed what Sanji said.

"Then the three judges, do you dare to ask me if I am qualified to participate in this cooking competition?" Now that the last trace of doubt in Mingde's mind has been eliminated, the delicious three ghosts finally came back after having a good meal again At that time, Sanji couldn't help asking.

"Of course, since your Excellency knows Master Ming, you should have told me earlier that our brothers would not be so reckless. Please don't take offense at the offensive words just now." The dwarf among the three ghosts is obviously the leader of the three. Look, hurriedly explained.

"Um, isn't it enough to satisfy the three of you with my dishes? Do you still need to rely on the name of Chef Ming?" Sanji asked a little unhappy.

"Of course not. We are very satisfied with your dishes. You can tell by the appearance of the three of us at this time." The dwarf pointed to the sweat-drenched appearance of the three brothers and said more respectfully.

"Chef Ming, we still have to participate in the next weather forecast competition, so let's say goodbye first." Sanji said goodbye to Mingde once again after giving a chef's salute to Mingde.

After all, the main competition of the cooking competition still needs a few days, so the next step is to register for the weather prediction competition about Nami. According to the information obtained by the gentleman and the inner bend, the weather competition will start tomorrow, today It's the deadline for registration.

Under the leadership of Nami, the group came to another place after a few turns, which turned out to be a large square.

On the square, there are several large windmills, slowly turning with the sea breeze.

Below the windmill are many pipe-shaped appliances, and in front of it is a series of small windmill-shaped objects connected.

At this time, in the middle of the square, there was a platform that had been built not long ago, and there were nearly five old-fashioned people on it, sitting there calmly.

"There." Nami walked directly towards the direction of the platform.

The registration here still needs to test the knowledge of meteorology, so after paying [-] Berries, Nami came to the pipe under the windmills.

After the old man said the beginning, he walked slightly under several tubes, then stopped in one of the tubes, pointed to the tube and said something to the old man.

After a while, a breeze blew through the pipe, and the small windmill on the head of the pipe started to spin along with the breeze.

"Okay, you are qualified, and the next step is to pay the entry fee." One of the old men saw that Nami had judged so quickly that there was air flow in one of the eight small ducts in a row. , I couldn't help but glance at Nami admiringly, but when the conversation turned straight, I said in a very realistic way, the matter of charging.

"Evil capitalism." Nami yelled with hatred in her heart, and then handed over the thousand berries that had been prepared.

"That's not enough. The registration fee for the weather forecasting competition is two thousand Berries." The old man glanced at the bag that hadn't been handed over, and said directly.

"You just came from the cooking competition. The cooking competition is indeed [-], but that's because the competition is sponsored by all the restaurants on Liuli Island, but our weather forecast competition does not have any sponsorship. All the funds are from us. An old guy made it up by himself, and all the registration fees are more expensive." The old man saw the doubts in Nami's heart, and directly explained why the weather forecast competition was twice as expensive as the cooking competition.

"Okay then..." Nami once again didn't care about it, and then handed over another bag of Berries. Including the test fee given earlier, she gave a total of [-] Berries.

After a brief farewell, Nami took Luffy and others and left the registration point for the weather forecast competition. It was time to find a place to rest.

But when Luffy and the others walked into the street just now, the old guy on the weather forecast platform could no longer see them.

Nami's slightly smiling face darkened in an instant.

Then an extremely terrifying sound came from Nami's abdomen to the ears of Luffy and Sanji.

"Sanji can't take the first place, your locked refrigerator will be confiscated, and if you don't have the item you imagined, Luffy, you don't eat meat for the next month."

The raw cold air rushed into the depths of Luffy and Sanji's heart in an instant, and Nami, who thought she had changed her gender, was still a devil-like existence.

"Devil girl." Luffy muttered in a voice that only he could hear.

(End of this chapter)