Pirates: Silver King

  Chapter 93 Chef Candidate

   "By the way, where did Riddle and Euristine go?"

   Bai Chuan and Jorah are walking on the street without anyone watching. It is really very comfortable, relaxed and free.

   "I don't know, I didn't see them after we separated, but I think Euristine should be a little more careful. Riddle should go back and fool around."

   "Haha, if that's the case, let Riddle be a little more careful, after all, we just got rid of their heads."

   "Are you hungry?" At this time, Bai Chuan saw a restaurant beside them. Seeing that it was almost evening, Jorah must be hungry.

   "It's alright, but if you're hungry, Captain, we can go in there and have a meal."

   "Okay." Bai Chuan won't be hungry, but eating is one of the main ways to replenish his physical strength. If he doesn't eat all the time, although he won't starve to death, he will fall into a deep drowsiness for a long time.

   Bai Chuan led Qiao La into this restaurant. The small shop is not big, but it looks very warm. The decoration inside gives a feeling of eating at home.

   "I love places like this."

   As soon as he entered the room, Bai Chuan said to Jorah.

   He has not experienced the feeling of eating at home for a long time. He usually eats on a boat and looks at the unchanging seascape.

   "Me too." Jorah also looked at the environment and said.

  The shop is not big, but there are many customers in it. Although it is full, it does not give people a densely crowded state.

   And most of the people who come to eat here are a family of three, with parents leading a child.

   "Hello, welcome, you two, please sit inside."

   At this moment, a gentle voice rang in the ears of the two people, giving people a feeling of sunshine, making people think that the person who can say this sound must be a particularly cheerful person.

   Shirakawa and Jorah naturally saw the owner of the voice, and both of them were startled at the same time.

   Bai Chuan did not expect to meet such a handsome person here, even though he was a little worse than himself.

   But Jorah felt that this person was very unusual. If he insisted on saying something unusual, it would be that he was similar to Bai Chuan, and both gave people a peaceful feeling.

   But he is very different from Bai Chuan. Bai Chuan gives people a peaceful feeling, but when he is willing, he usually looks very cold, and the other party seems to be exuding this kind of breath all the time.

  Although this person noticed the expressions of Bai Chuan and Jorah, he didn't pay attention, because everyone who saw him for the first time would do this.

   "Fuck, this looks so handsome." After he turned around, Bai Chuan whispered beside Jorah's ear.

   "Yeah, but it's a little worse than you."

   "As expected of my crew, he can speak." Bai Chuan patted Jorah on the shoulder with a smile, approving him.

  The two followed him to a slightly remote place to sit down, because this is the only place left here, and I have to say that their luck is still relatively good.

   "Hello, here's the menu, what do you two want to eat?"

   That bewildering voice sounded in the ears of the two of them again, and Bai Chuan found that almost all the women who ate here were focusing on him, even children.

   And the expressions of those men also look very relieved, and I don't know if they are relieved of their wife and daughter or of this man.

   Bai Chuan took a look at the menu. There were only a few very simple dishes. It seemed that the chef of this restaurant was not a professional chef, maybe just a family member.

   "Give me a copy of all these dishes on the menu."

   Bai Chuan said calmly, now it is not difficult for him to finish a menu of dishes.

"Are you sure?"

  Although the man said doubtful words, there was no surprise in his tone, as if nothing could cause waves in his heart.

   "Can I take the liberty to ask, what's your name?"

   "Of course, my name is Sarah." Then he smiled at Bai Chuan and the others before turning around and walking into the kitchen.

   "Salar? What a good name." Looking at his back, Bai Chuan praised, he didn't know what the name was.

   "What, are you interested in this guy?"

   Seeing Bai Chuan asking people's names, Jorah said.

   "It's nothing, I just think it's really a pity for this guy to be a waiter here."

   He could feel that the other party's heart was not what he showed, and everything he showed now was his disguise.

   When the dishes were not served, Bai Chuan and the others had been listening to the conversations of the customers around them, and most of the conversations revolved around Salar.

   is nothing more than that big brother Salar is so handsome, Salar has such a temperament.

   "I didn't expect this Salar to be very popular. It is estimated that more than half of the customers here are coming to Salar."

"Um."

   Soon after, the same dishes were slowly brought up by Salar, Bai Chuan tried a bite, and his eyes widened.

   "What's the matter? You won't be poisoned, will you?"

   Seeing Bai Chuan's expression, Jorah asked worriedly.

   "I feel like you should take back what you just said, they came not only for Salar, but also for the taste of this dish."

   "Really? Is it really as evil as you say?"

  Jorah took a sip unbelievingly, revealing the same expression as Bai Chuan just now.

   "Salar, did you cook all these dishes?" Because just now, Salar never came out in the kitchen, so Bai Chuan guessed that these dishes should be made by Salar.

   "That's right."

"Okay, I know."

   "Captain, you must get him onto our ship, even if you tie him up."

   After Salar left, Jorah said to Bai Chuan without hesitation, took a bite of Salar's food, and remembered the taste of Riddle's cooking, Jorah felt that the food she used to eat was like shit.

   "I have the same idea." Since tasting these dishes, Bai Chuan has become more and more satisfied with this Salar.

   "Really should let Riddle come over to taste these dishes and let him know the gap with professional chefs."

   "By the way, your cooking skills are similar to his."

   Hearing this, Jorah's smug expression instantly faded away. Doesn't this mean that his cooking is similar to shit.

   "Aren't you talking about Riddle? How can you lead me to me?"

   "Haha, sorry, sorry, keep eating."

   Looking at these tempting dishes, Jorah suddenly lost her appetite for some unknown reason.

   (end of this chapter)