Chapter 2: The Tavern and the Boy

The sun rises above the sea level, and the junction of the sea and the sky is like two suns connected, which is very beautiful, and the warm sunlight sweeps away the coolness of the early morning.

Lazy seagulls paddle across the sea, ready for their first feed in the morning, soothing waves crashing on the pier and a slightly fishy breeze bypassing the fishing boats along the pier.

Early in the morning, while most of the people were still struggling under the covers, the fishermen of Flying Fish Island had already returned to the port to sell the seafood they had caught and began their celebration after a day's work.

The medieval-style tavern is full of fishermen who have just returned from fishing, noisy conversations, and unconcealed voices, full of boldness from the sea.

The oak barrel glass was filled with orange-yellow beer, and the rich bubbles almost overflowed the mouth of the barrel, and after each clinking glasses, he raised his head to drink, and did not care about the wine foam on his beard, grabbed the salt-and-pepper octopus and stuffed it into his mouth.

The tender and juicy octopus, the unique sweetness of the seafood with pepper and salt, completely removes the fishy smell, and the mouth is full of sweetness, which makes people want to pour sweet cold beer into their mouths again.

"Yo ho ho ho, Raff, I heard you met the Lord of the Near Sea?"

"yes, I almost couldn't come back, it's terrifying." The stout Raff took a sip of his beer, not hiding his fears.

"Hahaha, you're a big deal, lucky Raff." Wophaha laughed.

"Cut, bastard Wop, Magino, two more beers, count on this bastard's head."

The round oak table, which was not small, was much shorter in front of the tall fishermen.

Teasing and mocking each other, but not caring and laughing uncontrollably, the tavern was full of lively and warm atmosphere.

"Come on, beer for two." Magino placed the beer in his hand on the oak round table.

Twenty-year-old appearance, yellow headscarf, that warm smile, the people on Flying Fish Island love this little girl who grew up since childhood.

"Where's my lovely Ivan? Why didn't you see him in the tavern today? Woop looked left and right, but he didn't notice the figure who was busy in the tavern every day, and he couldn't help but be a little puzzled.

"Early in the morning went fishing on Lake Doroy." Magino said with a smile on her face, her eyes full of love that could not be concealed.

"Fishing?"

"Idiot, it's Ivan's birthday in a few days." Raff rolled his eyes at, who might be his future boss.

"No wonder." It dawned on.

Doroi is the local dialect of Flying Fish Island, which translates to mean happiness, and the name of Dorroy Lake comes from the fact that the lake is inhabited by the fish called Doroi by the people of Flying Fish Island.

The tender meat and the white flesh with a golden oil shine on the surface are rare and precious, and it is a rare type that can be eaten happily.

In the tradition of Flying Fish Island, boys go to Lake Doroy around their sixteenth birthday to fish for Doroy.

This is to warn the boys that if they want Doroy, they need to rely on their own hands to get it, no matter how hard it is, but relying on their own hands, they can always receive Doroy.

A boy's sixteenth birthday is a very important date on Flying Fish Island, representing adulthood, responsibility, courage, and qualifying for a solo fishing adventure.

So early in the morning Ivan was kicked out of the tavern by Magino, and went to Lake Doroi with a small barrel of bait and a fishing rod.

"Cute little Ivan is also reaching adulthood, time is really fucked up! Yo ho ho ho ......" laughed.

"Magino, add a plate of salt-and-pepper octopus here."

There were shouts in the tavern, and Magino's slightly busy figure wandered around the various wine tables.

With a ......'babbling', the wooden door of the tavern was pushed open, and an old man with a straw hat walked in, dressed in Hawaiian style, with a rickety body because of old age, but not losing his majesty.

Suddenly, the noise in the tavern stopped, and everyone's eyes were focused on the old man,

"Why is the village chief here, it's really rare?" Someone had a flattering smile on his face.

All the fishermen on Flying Fish Island, who were naughty and lawless when they were children, were beaten by the village chief, and even if they grew up, they couldn't hide the shadow left by the village chief when they were children.

"Come and deliver the letter." As he spoke, the village chief took an envelope in his hand to Magino.

"This is a letter to Ivan, the newsbird just sent it."

The dark gold kraft paper envelope, with the simple patterns imprinted on it, and the flowing golden ink on the envelope seal, all show the nobility of the envelope.

Magino took the envelope suspiciously, and the other people in the tavern also came over curiously, wanting to see what was inside?

Flying Fish Island is just a peaceful island in the middle of nowhere, and envelopes like this are very rare for everyone.

Magino looked through the envelope and found no information, only the words "Food Academy" printed on the clay.

"Huh!" Magino looked at the village chief, his face surprised, a little unbelievable.

"That's right." The village chief nodded at Magino, a rare smile on his serious face.

"What, what the hell is going on?" The people in the tavern were curious about the riddle between the village chief and Magino, and couldn't wait to find out what was going on.

"Everyone, Ivan may have been admitted to the Academy of Gastronomy." Magino looked excited and couldn't wait.

"What !!"

The tavern was silent for a few seconds, and then a loud noise erupted.

At this time, Ivan, who is the protagonist in the tavern, does not know what is happening in the tavern.

In the early morning forest, the golden sunlight shines on the earth through the leaves, and the dew that took a night to condense still stays on the tender green grass, and the sunlight shines like a shining gem.

The chirping of cicadas and birds came and went, and the dragonflies that stayed on the dry branches of the lake at night shook their wings full of dewdrops, and touched the lake water, causing a trace of waves on the surface of the lake.

The dragonfly didn't know that her every move was watched by the boy.

Extending to the wooden bridge a few meters in the lake, I saw the young man sitting lazily on the wooden bridge, and a fishing rod embedded in the small hole in the wooden bridge, which made him a little more leisurely and casual.

Looking at the actions of the dragonfly not far away, a smile appeared on the corner of the boy's mouth, a smile as warm as Magino, and clear eyes like spring water, it was difficult not to leave an impression on the boy.

The pale green water, the lush foliage of the trees overhead, the metallic fishing line sinking into the lake, the buoys floating on the lake, and the gentle breeze blowing the fragrance of the trees.

'Chirp...' A small bird that flew from nowhere stopped on the fishing rod to comb its feathers.

Blue and white feathers, pale red pointed beak, looking left and right from time to time, vigilant around, but did not care about Ivan not far away, perhaps because he did not feel the aura of danger in Ivan.

It didn't take long for the bird, which had finished combing its feathers, shook its wings, broke away from the fishing rod in an instant, appeared ten meters away, and disappeared into the dense forest in a blink of an eye, along with the dragonfly.

Even after sixteen years, Ivan still retains his amazement at the world.

At first, Ivan thought that he was just an ordinary crossing, a backward world, but when he saw the news about the Great Passage in the newspaper, he thought that he had come to the world of One Piece, and he couldn't help but be a little worried about safety.

As time passed, my understanding of the world became more and more profound, only to discover that there were not only great passages in this world, but also the Hunters' Association, the notorious Phantom Brigade appeared in the newspapers more than once, the concept of telekinesis was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and the sky-high price of Devil Fruits made people fanatical, and the food cells sleeping in the body tried to awaken.

Until now, Ivan doesn't know what kind of world he has come to, but he knows that such a world is full of unknowns and mysteries, food and temptation, a paradise for adventurers, and a holy place for food lovers.

Suddenly, the buoy shook slightly, attracting Ivan's attention, and his palm silently grasped the fishing rod.

The buoy shook several times, but Ivan was unmoved, he knew that it was just a cunning temptation of the fish.

Fishing is a battle of patience, and the first thing you can't survive is always easy to pay.

Soon the fish's patience was exhausted, and in an instant the buoy sank into the water, the line was tight, and the rod was semicircular due to the huge pulling force, and Ivan had already changed his previous lazy appearance.

His eyes were full of sharpness, he held the fishing rod with both hands, and his legs, which had been sitting cross-legged, stood up.

The originally calm water was no longer calm, and suddenly the waves were turbulent, and the fish at the bottom of the lake had great strength, and several times Ivan was almost dragged into the lake, such a pulling force was something Ivan had never experienced in fishing for so many years.

The two sides held out for a long time, and the strength of the fish in the lake gradually weakened, seeing this situation, the experienced Ivan secretly tightened the fishing line, and soon the red dorsal fin appeared on the surface of the lake.

At this time, the fish in the lake revealed their original appearance, about twenty centimeters in length, slender body, a slender beard on each side of the lips, and golden-red fish scales dazzling in the reflection of the sun.

"Ding...... The card system is downloaded, the system is being installed, the installation is over, I hope the player has a pleasant game experience. ”