Chapter 55: Mailing and Chance Encounters
"I need a strong man to help." Sabo was pressed against the chair and couldn't move, and his expression was extremely serious: "It's best to be a three-knife swordsman who is sixteen years old, has short green hair, wears studs, and has just beaten all the sea thieves in the East China Sea recently." β
"You described it so specifically, are you afraid that I won't be able to hear that you are talking about me?" Zoro stared blankly, looking at Sabo as if he were looking at a tease.
Blinking, Sabo said cutely, "Is it that obvious?" β
"Heheβ_β" Zoro squinted, "I'm leaving for Alabastan tomorrow." β
"With Nicole Robin?" Sabo's reaction speed was not bad, and he guessed Zoro's companions at once.
Nodding, Zoro said casually: "She has agreed to join the revolutionary army, but she has to wait until she finishes solving the affairs of Alabastan and the Baroque Work Society." β
"What about you, what are you going there for?" Sabo asked, "Do your best friend's assignment or take on the task that the organization has given you?" β
"I heard that Klockdahl, one of the Seven Martial Seas, is there, go over and see how powerful the pirates recognized by the world government are."
After a pause, Zoro added, "Also, I didn't join your revolutionary army. β
"Cut." (β―_β°) Seeing that Zoro was not fooled, Sabo shrugged: "Sooner or later." β
"How many days will the ship of the sixteenth branch base stay?" Zoro asked.
"We'll have to wait a few more days."
"When are you going to act?"
ββ¦β¦ Let's do it tonight. "The sudden arrival of the pheasant disrupted Saab's plan, and if the pheasant suddenly rose up and prepared to let the warships of the sixteenth branch give him a ride, then Saab and they had no chance to do it.
At this stage, the three of Saab will only be pressed to the ground and rubbed against the pheasant.
After a moment of silence, Zoro made up his mind: "Okay, you can help me deliver something when you leave." β
After knowing each other for many years, Sabo naturally knew that Zoro had already agreed to his request, and stroked the golden bangs in front of his forehead and said, "No problem, where to send it?" β
Taking out a small cloth bag from his bosom and handing it to Sabo, Zoro said calmly: "Goa Kingdom, Windmill Village. β
Sabo frowned and said, "Goya Kingdom, why does it sound a little familiar?" β
β¦β¦
Time flies, and the town of Rogue ushers in the night, and the streets are full of lights and people. And Sabo also quietly infiltrated the warship where the members of the Dragon Pirates were imprisoned and began to rescue...... Cross out, decapitation action.
In the face of Sabo's strong strength, none of the naval soldiers in the 16th branch base could find him, and those naval scum who secretly planned to secretly pull a part of the fish-man to auction were quietly sunk by him to the bottom of the sea, including a garbage that was lucky enough to survive from the hands of the evil dragon.
Sauron, on the other hand, was foraging for food at night, and Robin had to hide in the inn due to the arrival of the pheasant, so Sauron, who was alone, unknowingly deviated from his destination.
"Hiss~ Why did you get here?" Looking at the port in front of him, which was much quieter than during the day, Monk Zolong was puzzled.
Just as he was struggling with how to return to the hotel, he suddenly smelled a strong fragrance.
Walking along the scent, Sauron saw a small cargo ship, from which the rich fragrance came out.
It's just that......
"Hey, stinky old man, why did you bring me here?" On the deck of the cargo ship, a blonde boy in a black suit was talking to an old man dressed as a chef next to him.
"Huh?" The two braided beards trembled, and the old man dressed as the head chef paused his movements and looked dissatisfied: "You can't progress by staying in the same place forever, you have to see the cuisine of other places." β
"Come on, there's something else to do in Rogue Town other than that execution table." The blonde boy removed the cigarette from his mouth, flicked away the accumulated ash, and looked disdainful: "I don't think there will be any food worthy of my attention here." β
As he spoke, he noticed a seemingly absent gaze, looked down, and found that a green-haired young man was staring at him motionless on the port passage, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and said, "What are you looking at, haven't you seen a handsome guy?" β
For some reason, the blonde boy always felt that the head covered with green algae was so obstructive that it made people want to kick that heroic face.
Sauron didn't answer, just sighed softly.
He was going to solve the matter of Alabastan, and then went back to the sea restaurant to find this color cook, who would have thought that people are not as good as the sky, and the color chef Sanji actually appeared in front of his eyes at this time.
It's just that Zoro didn't expect that his act of not speaking and sighing made Sanji feel that he was being despised by him, if it weren't for the presence of a red-footed Tetsuo who could control Sanji on the side, otherwise the battle between the color chef and the green algae head swordsman would have appeared three years in advance.
But even so, Zoro could feel Sanji stabbing him with his eyes from time to time, if his eyes could kill, then he was really full of holes at the moment.
In fact, Zoro wanted to speak sarcastically when he saw Sanji's trademark curly eyebrows, but after thinking about it, he was already a mature man after all, so it was better not to bully children.
"Hey, are you cooks?" Sauron asked knowingly.
"It's not business hours." Sanji shook off the ashes of his cigarette, his face full of impatience.
"Then if I don't pay for it, won't it be counted as your overtime business?" The voice came from behind him, and Sanji, who was shocked into a cold sweat, suddenly turned around and found that Sauron, who was originally standing opposite, had appeared in front of the barbecue grill behind him.
"You guy!" Seeing this, Sanji immediately rushed forward to give this uninvited guest a kick.
However, before he could get close to Zoro, Tetsuo Redfoot, who was still barbecuing in peace, stopped him:
"Stinky boy, stop me! Didn't I say you can't do it to your customers? β
"But this guy ......" Sanji stopped his body a little depressed, pointed to Zoro who had already picked up the skewers and ate them by himself, and said, "This guy is not a customer at all, okay, obviously he said that it is not business hours!" β
"I don't think I've taught you that the relationship between a chef and a customer is based on time and place, right?" Tetsuo Redfoot glared at Sanji, then expertly sprinkled the spice in his hand on the charcoal-grilled food.
"That's right." Zoro chewed the barbecue in his mouth and nodded approvingly, and the angry Sanji directly bit the cigarette that had not yet been smoked.
Raising his eyes and looking at Zoro, Tetsuo the Red Foot said loudly: "If it weren't for the old man's clumsiness, your kid should be Roronoa Zoro, who has been in the limelight recently." β
"Hmm." Sauron, whose mouth was stuffed with food, took the time to answer.
"Oh, what a strange guy." Grinning, Redfoot Tetsuo secretly sighed in his heart that young people are so terrifying now, and at the same time, he couldn't help but look at his little cub.
"I still need to practice more." Sighing, Tetsuo Redfoot decided that he would increase the intensity of Sanji's training in the coming days, at least not lose to a swordsman in terms of speed and body technique.
Sanji, who didn't know how difficult his future would be, was sitting opposite Zoro with a dead fish eye at this time: "Eat quickly, and leave quickly after eating." β
"There's no hurry." Zoro didn't care about Sanji's attitude at all, and said while stuffing barbecue meat into his mouth, "Is there any wine, on the hour." β
With Tetsuo Redfoot's cooking skills, he naturally won't be unable to master the heat, resulting in a poor taste of the barbecue or excessive loss of moisture, and Zoro just wants to eat meat and drink a lot.
Throwing over a bottle of cooking wine, Shanji said with a stinky face: "In addition to drinks on the ship, only this thing can be called wine, do you want to love it." β
Zoro naturally didn't drink cooking wine, so he took the cooking wine that flew and put it on the table, and took a bottle of juice and drank it freely.
"Ha~ It's still a little bit off." Sauron smacked his lips, and the fruity drink was completely unsatisfying.
But tonight, let's do it first, wiping the grease stains from the corners of his mouth, Zoro stood up and looked at Xiang Sanji: "In order to prevent you from working overtime, I won't give you money, but as compensation, I will introduce a big stomach king customer to you next time." β
It doesn't matter if that big stomach king can afford to pay for the meal, anyway, he has a big stomach king is right.
"You know where we are?" Sanji asked with a blank eye.
"Of course, the name of the sea restaurant Bharati is well known in the East China Sea."
Although he didn't know why Tetsuo Redfoot and Chef Seiko left Barati, Zoro didn't dig deeper, and after leaving a sentence of "I have a chance to cook with you", he left.
And really didn't give money!