Pirate: I, Roger's son, nine-year-old admiral!

"Intimate Ideas Hotel?"

When Zhuofu and Sanji heard Ige's words, they both had deep doubts in their eyes, and they both asked.

Sanji, who is less than ten years old this year and is just an apprentice in a chef's room, is simply curious about this new term and has never heard of it before.

After all, at this age, he is already full of curiosity about the world. When he hears a term he has never heard of before, he will naturally feel curious.

But Zhuofu is different.

He has been at sea for decades. You can almost tell what people are doing with just a glance.

But the navy boy he faced was beyond his expectation.

From the moment this navy boy showed up, I knew there must be something wrong with him.

But based on his understanding of the navy, this guy was either taking advantage of his weakness to arrest him and accumulate military merit, or he was developing himself into an informant.

Even if this guy told me that he would never arrest him when he first came up, and even said something about his feelings about hunger, he never relaxed his vigilance towards this guy.

In this sea, the people who should be most vigilant are never those who are ready to take action if they disagree, but rather those who go around and around to criticize them!

God knows if this guy is trying to make himself relax his vigilance and then sneak up and win?

After all, even if he has lost one of his legs, the strength he has gained from so many years of life-and-death struggle cannot be overshadowed. If such a brat wants to arrest him alone, he still has to think carefully.

So at first, Zhuofu really thought that this boy wanted to use his words to disturb his mind and make him relax his vigilance, so that he could kill him with a fatal blow.

But who knew that this guy would directly invite me to open a restaurant with him?

This is crazy...

It was completely beyond my expectation...

"Yes, the Intimacy Idea Hotel." Iger lazily took out a small black book from his pocket, "I saw what you just did, and I was quite moved, because you perfectly interpreted the idea of ​​intimacy.

The spirit of the idea.”

With that said, Ige turned the small black book in his hand to the page about intimacy, democracy, mutual assistance and love, and then handed it to Zhuofu.

"Look, here it is, I've been looking for people like you... A great cook who can give up his inherent prejudices and put hunger above his position or emotional conflicts in order to fight against hunger."

It’s you!”

Ige was eloquent and once again talked about his intimate idea with Zhuofu.

That delicate tongue is almost blooming. Starting from hunger, starting from the belief in cooking, from shallow to deep, advancing layer by layer, little by little, Zhuofu is brought into the great whirlpool of intimacy ideas.

among.

As an old Haimi for more than ten years, he knew very well what Zhuo Fu was longing for in his heart.

Although it is not mentioned too much in the original work, Iger knows that this old guy has a very lofty belief in his heart, that is, his belief in food!

Therefore, Iger firmly believes that integrating cooking under the banner of friendly ideas will definitely impress Zhuofu!

Sure enough, Zhuofu, who was a little impatient when listening to Ige's story, gradually became immersed in the great world described by the idea of ​​intimacy as Ige's tongue flew up and down.

He even flipped back and forth in the little black book that Iger gave him, comparing it with what Iger had told him. He flipped it back and forth, with a serious look on his face, and nodded along, as if he had some understanding.

even......

He had forgotten that his leg had been seriously injured. The blood was already flowing down his calf like a spring. He seemed to have no feeling. He stood upright without any shaking in his body.

Sanji, who was standing by, also listened with gusto. Although he couldn't understand what the navy guy was talking about, he felt a great call to duty inexplicably!

Although only a few minutes had passed, it felt as if hundreds of years had passed in the minds of the two of them. A huge and magnificent ideal world appeared in their minds with incomparable clarity, turning into a hot brand, firmly entrenched in it.

Imprinted in the heart.

Initially, Zhuofu had some doubts about Yig's purpose, but after listening to Yig's story about that great world, all these doubts disappeared.

"So...are you planning to build such a hotel because you want to realize this intimate idea?"

Zhuofu looked serious. Although the muscles on his face were as hard as iron, there was a faint light flashing in his deep eyes.

Eagle really touched the most important thing in his heart. This is what he wants to do, this is the restaurant he wants to open!

He has always thought that gathering a group of friends on his boat, cooking for them, eating, drinking and singing every day is the greatest pleasure in life.

But now he knows, he has enlightened!

A chef should have his own signature!

And this signboard is the great world described by this navy brat!

In that world, the hotel you want is the one with a soul!

Looking at Zhuofu's longing eyes, Ige also smiled slightly, secretly sighing that the idea of ​​intimacy is indeed the greatest thing in the world!

"Yes, I need you for the world."

Nodding lightly, Ige looked directly into Zhuofu's eyes, showing his sincerity.

Their eyes met, and an indescribable feeling surged in Zhuofu's chest.

What's a little strange is that I'm obviously moved by the fact that a thousand-mile horse is favored by Bole, but my Bole is actually a navy brat who looks to be in his early ten years!

This is really a vast world filled with wonders...

"But... before I join you, there is one more thing I need to confirm." Zhuofu calmed down and spoke again.

"What happened?"

"That's... prove that you can be my boss!"

A chilling air burst out from Zhuofu's eyes, forming a strong wind in mid-air and blowing towards Ige.

After all, he is also a pirate, and Zhuofu has an obsession with strength. Only the strong can be the boss!

The strong wind blew across Ige's face and lifted his forehead hair.

Facing Zhuofu's provocation, Ige didn't show any anger. He just stood quietly, and then a pair of dark eyes suddenly burst out with red and black light!

Rumble!

In an instant, the huge pressure that seemed to make the whole world collapse directly crushed Zhuofu to the ground!

When Zhuofu raised his horrified eyes and looked at Ige, the latter had already left far away, leaving only one sentence floating in the air: "Call me boss from now on!"