Sengoku began to wonder if his sense of taste was diseased, and with full suspicion, he picked up another piece of barbecue and ate it.

"Gross!"

Sengoku vomited again, yes, it's still so disgusting, is it really my taste problem, no, I'm going to try, is it my taste wrong.

"Someone."

Sengoku shouted at the door.

"What does the marshal command?"

"Go and divide this barbecue and let everyone taste it, this is a special barbecue from Lieutenant General Karp's hometown."

"Yes, Marshal."

"Oh! By the way, after eating, let each of them write a report and evaluate the barbecue. ”

"Yes, Marshal, I see."

Seeing the non-commissioned officer go out, Sengoku asked: "Why did Karp go back for so long this time, I called so many times and you refused to come back." ”

"Warring States, you don't know, there are pirates eyeing my grandson, so I have been with my grandson, I believe he will be an excellent navy in the future."

"Isn't it too dangerous for a pirate to target your grandson," Sengoku heard that it was okay, there was already a precedent for Zefa, and Karp couldn't be allowed to repeat the mistakes of the past.

"Karp, go back quickly, bring your grandson here, stay at the Navy Headquarters, I think that pirate dares to mess around."

"No need for Sengoku, I've already arranged for someone to protect them, rest assured that my grandson is safe," Karp said with a smile.

"Someone has already been arranged! Karp, you are finally reliable, by the way, who do you arrange to protect him, and what is the strength. ”

"Warring States, I arranged my grandson in the Dadan family....................."

Karp said half of it, only to find out that the Dadan family was a bandit, how could this matter be told to Sengoku.

Karp went on to say how good they were.

"Don't worry, Sengoku, she is the one who dares to do something with me, and her strength is fine."

Sengoku patted his chest and said, "That's good, scare me to death, I don't want to see you like Zefa." ”

"Huh! Scold! Scold! Karp smirked a few times, ignored Sengoku, and began to rummage through the boxes and cabinets to find the senbei.

"Gross!"

"Gross!"

"Gross!"

…………………

Some of the admirals who were assigned the barbecue kept vomiting, they had never eaten such a disgusting barbecue, this is really a specialty of Vice Admiral Karp, it can't be that the marshal wants to test us!

That's right, it must be like this, otherwise how can you write a review, if you can't write it, you can't write it unpalatable.

"Boom"

Soon, the generals and officers wrote their evaluations, and the non-commissioned officers received the report and sent it to the Warring States Office.

"Marshal, this is the evaluation of a general who eats barbecue."

"Delicious!"

"Delicious!"

"Very delicious!"

…………………

Without exception, it is all written delicious, and the more Warring States looks, the cooler it becomes, help me make an appointment with the best doctor to see when he is free, and I will go over.

"It's the marshal, may I ask if you are uncomfortable there."

"You don't have to worry about this, go and ask me to wait for your news here."

"Hey! Is Dr. Andre here?

I am a non-commissioned officer of the Sengoku Marshal, and I would like to make an appointment with Dr. Andrei. ”

"Please wait, I'll go get a doctor," the nurse put down the phone and ran to the consultation room.

"Dr. Andrey, the phone number of Marshal Andrei's office."

"What, the marshal's office phone," exclaimed Andrei, who even wondered if he had misheard.

"That's right, doctor, the other end of the phone said that it was a non-commissioned officer of the Warring States Marshal."

"I see, you help me look at it."

"Okay Dr. Andrey."

"Hey! I'm Andrey, what's the matter? ”

"Hello Dr. Andrei, I am a non-commissioned officer of the Marshal of the Warring States, I want to make an appointment for the marshal, the marshal seems to be sick, when are you free."

"What marshal is sick, how can this be, I have time at any time, or I will go over," said Andrei in surprise, he rarely treats the strong, and even if there is a traumatic injury.

"No need for this, the marshal said he would come to the door in person."

"Okay, then I'll wait for the marshal's visit in the consultation room," Andrei hung up the phone, still a little nervous in his heart, it was the marshal of the navy, and he actually wanted to come to his small consultation room.

"No, I'm going to vacate the consultation room," Andre said to himself, and hurried to the consultation room.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

"Is Dr. Andre here?"

"Smack!"

The door to the clinic was opened, and Andrei poked his head out to see a non-commissioned officer and a man in a hooded coat standing outside the door.

"I'm Andrei, may I ask you .........?"

"I'm the marshal's non-commissioned officer, and behind me is the marshal of the Warring States."

Sengoku raised his hood slightly, revealing his old face with frog glasses on his face.

Andrei saw that it was indeed the Marshal of the Warring States, and immediately opened the door and welcomed them in.

"Go make two cups of tea," Andre said to the nurse next to him.

"Marshal, please go this way, I'll check it for you," Andre had in front of him, leading Sengoku to the inspection room.

"Marshal, are you unwell there?"

"Dr. Andrei, I think something is wrong with my sense of taste, my old friend Karp brought a little bit from his hometown, and I feel disgusted to eat it, but Karp and other admirals say it's delicious."

"I see, Marshal, please open your mouth," Andrei began to examine in earnest.

"Huh! How is this possible, no, I can't mess it up," Andrei said in his heart.

He found that Sengoku's taste system should be fine, but he checked it a few more times just to be on the safe side.

"Marshal, may I ask the specialties brought by Lieutenant General Karp, do you still have them?"

"Yes, I want to taste it after I'm healed, so I'll bring a little bit," Sengoku nodded in response.

"Can you give me a taste?"

"No problem at all, Doctor Andre, you can eat whatever you want," Sengoku said and took out a packet of barbecue from his coat pocket.

"It's barbecue," Andrei smelled of barbecue.

"Yes."

"Then I'm not welcome the marshal," Andre said, picking up a piece of roast meat and eating it.

"Gross!"

As soon as he took a bite, Andrei began to vomit, it was so unpalatable.

Sengoku was stunned, could it be that Dr. Andrei, like himself, had a problem with his sense of taste.

"Marshal, I think your palate is fine, it's that this barbecue is too unpalatable," Andre said, putting down the barbecue.

"How is this possible, then why did Karp and the other generals say that it was delicious, it was delicious, could it be that these bastards ....................." Sengoku thought of something and said angrily.

"Karp, you bastard, what the hell is going on with this barbecue," Sengoku scolded immediately when he returned to the office.

"Barbecue, what's wrong with barbecue," Karp asked, confused.

"What's the problem, why do you eat such unpalatable barbecue with such relish," said the Warring States angrily, pointing to the barbecue.

"Is it unpalatable, Warring States, let me tell you, this is already the most delicious portion, how about my grandson is very talented in baking!

Wahaha! ”

Karp laughed happily after speaking, his grandson Luffy was very capable and could already barbecue.

"Your grandson roasted it," Sengoku froze for a moment, remembering that Karp's grandson was still a little kid.

"Someone," Sengoku shouted out the door.

"Marshal, what are your orders?"

"The generals who have eaten barbecue today have all been described once."

"It's the marshal," the non-commissioned officer immediately agreed, although he didn't know what the situation was.

(Everyone knows Luffy's barbecue)