Chapter 1: Cherry Pie
Great Voyage Magnetic Drum Island
In the bitter cold wind, countless islanders, wrapped in thick clothes, walked out of the warm houses and began to work in this bad weather. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
During his eight years reign, the tyrannical King of the Drum Country, who ruled the ice-covered island, enacted a ridiculous set of laws that led to the decline of the island, known as a medical powerhouse.
Chef Shao An from another world may have been inspired by the God of Chefs, who had descended on this winter island three days earlier.
The kind islanders accepted him and let him stay on the island for the time being.
It was his third day in the world, and as a chef, he was so embarrassed to eat and drink for nothing that he proposed to the family who had taken him in to make some food to sell.
The warm-hearted islanders did not refuse Shao'an's offer, but now that supplies were increasingly scarce on the island, the family really couldn't come up with any decent materials, only some flour and half a bottle of cherry sauce.
Shao An embraced these ingredients, and when he reached the stage of master chef, he was confident that even if he only had the most mundane ingredients in his hands, he would be confident that they would be transformed into delicious food.
Wrapped in a thick cotton coat, Shao An walked towards the place close to the dock with the ingredients against the wind and snow, and the tavern on the dock is definitely a good choice compared to other places.
The snow on the ground had not reached Shao'an's calves, which made his speed much slower, and even in this case, he still insisted on reaching the door of the only tavern located on the edge of the dock.
Forcefully pushed open the door of the tavern that was half covered by the wind and snow, and a strong smell of alcohol rushed towards him, and in the center of the tavern, a burly and rugged-looking middle-aged man was drinking.
Shao'an's attention was attracted by this middle-aged man who was drinking alone, and after careful observation, he made a preliminary judgment about the origin of this man.
Although he guessed something, Shao An didn't want to do much, so he withdrew his gaze.
Standing outside the tavern's bar, Shao An patiently discussed with the tavern owner about borrowing the kitchen.
"Can you help? Just make a few cherry blossom pies. ”
The tavern owner thought about it and finally decided not to lend the kitchen to Shao'an.
"I'm sorry, little brother, the kitchen of our tavern is never open to the public. ”
Shao An didn't say anything more, whether to lend him the kitchen or not, after all, it was the boss's freedom.
"I see, so bothering you. ”
Shaoan was about to leave the tavern as he turned to step out of the bar door when a strong palm rested on his shoulder.
"Little brother, don't leave yet, wait for me for a while. ”
Shao An turned his head and realized that the person who spoke was the middle-aged man he had observed earlier.
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The burly body of the middle-aged man occupies half of the bar, and he pulls out a few bills (Bailey) from his trouser pocket and hands them to the tavern owner in the bar.
"These should allow you to lend out the kitchen. ”
Shao An was slightly surprised, he didn't know why the middle-aged man in front of him, whom he didn't know, would help him.
The tavern owner smiled and accepted the Bailey handed to him by the middle-aged man.
"Enough, of course the money is enough, the kitchen is over there, please use it as you like." ”
The middle-aged man made an OK gesture towards Shao An.
"Why are you helping me?"
Although it was a good intention, Shao An began to doubt the middle-aged man's intentions.
"Oh! Because you mentioned Sakura Momopie, that's my favorite!"
Shao An was a little surprised, but it also gave him an answer.
"Is that so? Okay! When I'm done with Sakura Peach Pie, I'll give you a few to taste. ”
The middle-aged man shook his head.
"No need, you make Sakura Peach Pie, I'll spend money to buy it all. ”
Shao An gave the man a deep look.
"It's okay, I'm short of money, but if I can meet you again in the future, I'll cook you a big meal for free. ”
The middle-aged man laughed heroically.
"You're such an interesting person, tell me your name, maybe we really have a chance to meet again." ”
"Shao'an. ”
"Shao'an, that's a strange name, but I made a note of it. ”
"It's almost over, I've wasted a lot of time, so I'm going to make Sakura Peach Pie. ”
After saying that, Shao An walked towards the kitchen of the tavern, and just after taking a few steps, he suddenly turned around and said something to the middle-aged man.
"Perhaps you should hide the musket on your waist, I don't want my first customer to walk out of this tavern with his front foot and be arrested by the king's army with his hind foot. ”
The middle-aged man was stunned, as if he had heard the funniest joke, and laughed.
"What? Arrest me, and who can arrest me on this little Drum Island, Marshall Ditch!"
Shaoan shrugged.
"Very well, if you have this confidence, I will be relieved, after all, I don't want to owe a dead man a big meal. ”
The middle-aged man watched Shao An walk into the kitchen, and at this moment he undoubtedly began to appreciate Shao An.
"It's really funny, I don't know if the cherry blossom peach pie he makes is delicious, if it's delicious... As a shipboard chef, I don't mind if he's a little weaker. ”
Shao'an, who was making Sakura Peach pie in the kitchen, didn't know that he was already being remembered.