The law of pirates

Chapter 14 Alfred

Time passed minute by minute.

Finally, eight chefs with superb cooking skills completed their works.

As for Qianhe’s target, Alfred actually makes Neptune-style fried rice!

Is there such a dish?

Qianhe watched with interest.

The fried rice that had just come out of the pot was served by Fred on an exquisite porcelain plate, with delicious fresh meat, golden soup, and seven kinds of Neptune ingredients.

"Interesting, is it covered with a glass lid to reduce the loss of heat and fragrance?"

The judges looked at the food presented by Fred, commented expressionlessly, and then opened the plate cover. Suddenly, a dazzling golden light burst out from the plate and shot straight into the sky.

“The food shines!”

"Oh my god, I didn't wake up, this dish actually shines!"

"This is completely impossible. Could it be my imagination?"

The audience in the audience were all dumbfounded at this moment, staring blankly at the luminous dishes on the table.

Qian He stumbled in the audience. Are you sure this is the world of One Piece and not the Little Master of China?

So unscientific!

The judge looked at the fried rice in front of him and nodded lightly, picked up a spoon on the side, took a spoonful and chewed it in his mouth. After a while, a look of satisfaction appeared on his face.

"Fred's fried rice is very bold in its ingredients. Pairing Neptune and fried rice together, no matter what, there will be a fishy smell of seafood integrated into the rice." The judge commented.

"But this fried rice not only doesn't have any fishy smell, but also brings out the delicious taste of Neptune." The judge continued.

Qianhe heard the judges' comments and became excited.

"Hahaha, the food I cook is the most delicious in the world. Thank you very much for the judges' evaluation!" Fred patted his sleeves with a proud look on his face.

Qianhe looked at the complacent Fred and shook his head speechlessly. The aloof image of the other person just now disappeared.

A narcissistic cook!

However, judging from the looks of the judges, it seems that it is not as exaggerated as in Xiaodang's family. It seems that the effect is just similar.

What Qianhe doesn't know is that the world of One Piece also has glowing dishes.

Generally speaking, there are only two types of people who can cook luminous cuisine. One is a talented chef with extremely high talent, but only a few of these chefs will appear in hundreds of years.

The second type is that chefs who have mastered the secret of food will be able to achieve the so-called culinary brilliance.

From the looks of it, Fred didn't seem to have reached that level.

Qianhe quickly recalled the cooking process that Fred just made in his mind, and the scenes replayed in his mind one by one.

Suddenly, a movement of Fred attracted his attention. Qianhe zoomed in on Fred's movement and saw him calmly taking out a small bottle with bright liquid flowing in it and pouring it into the bottle.

in food.

I see,

To actually use this method to take advantage of this kind of game, it seems that the opponent attaches great importance to this game!

He is a really showy and gorgeous chef, but unfortunately, his cooking skills still need to be improved.

Then other chefs also presented their own dishes. There is no doubt that the taste is better than Fred's by looking at the judges' expressions.

But none of them caused the sensational effect that Fred achieved.

The score of the competition is 100 points, 50 points for the judges and 50 points for the audience. The judges gave Fred’s fried rice 45 points, well, the lowest score in the audience!

But the audience gave it fifty points.

There is no doubt that Fred won the final championship.

"Let's go and see this champion chef." Qianhe led everyone directly to Fred.

"Are you here to ask for an autograph? Sorry, I only give autographs to the beautiful lady." Fred said proudly, and then turned his attention to baby-5: "This beautiful lady, where do you need me to sign?"

"This guy is finished!" Nord, who understood Baby-5's nature, looked at Fred with sympathy.

"If you can, sign this cannonball." A cannon appeared in baby-5's hand and was aimed at Fred's head.

"Hey, no one will like girls who are too violent." A trace of cold sweat broke out on Fred's forehead.

Bang!

"What a close call, what a close call, almost killed." Fred jumped to avoid the shell, patting his chest and saying with lingering fear.

"Hello, I am Su Mu Qianhe, the captain of the Qianhe Pirates. You are quite strong. I am very satisfied. Please join us. We still need a cook on the ship."

"Although your cooking skills are average, your strength is barely enough!"

Cook...cook!

What a rude name!

And Lord Fred's cooking skills are the best in the world, how can he be average?

"I'm sorry, I'm not interested in people who don't appreciate my gorgeous cooking skills. See you soon!"

Fred turned around and prepared to leave.

"Everyone is like this, you can't go anywhere!" Qianhe said calmly.

Fan Oka and Lafitte's eyelids twitched at the side.

A long sword appeared around Fred's neck, and a strand of silver hair slowly fell from his head.

Qianhe: "I respect your choice very much, but I also have two choices here. Either get on the boat or go to hell."

"Choose, flashy cook!"

What a choice. Is this a choice? Doesn’t the invitation make you angry? He is not a flashy chef!

Fred complained.

But he is quite confident in his skills.

He instantly pulled out the kitchen knife he carried with him and slashed at Qianhe.

Click!

His knife was caught between Qianhe's fingers and made a noise, as if it might break at any time.

How is that possible!

He just used his armed domineering spirit! This is why, as a chef, he is willing to use a cooking knife as a weapon.

"Ha, it's no use!"

At this moment, Qianhe looked cold and yawned. He seemed to be looking at Fred, but his eyes did not fall on him, as if Fred's strength was not worth mentioning.

Extremely arrogant!

"Don't get too carried away." Fred wrapped his other fist with armed Haki and hit Qianhe.

But the fact was not controlled by his thoughts. Qianhe's hand easily grasped his fist, and his hand seemed to suddenly become bigger.

There was a 'click' sound, and Fred looked at his fist in disbelief.

He forgot about the pain, and the clicking sound was actually made by his fist.

And he clearly saw that Qianhe's palm was not as big as his.

Was his fist crushed? Oh, not crushed, but crushed into a soft ball.

"Ah..." A feeling of bone-piercing pain surged up, and Fred couldn't bear it anymore and immediately screamed out.

"The boxing skills are good, but the strength is not enough!"

Qianhe suddenly raised his foot and kicked Fred away. He glanced at him and realized that no one could refuse him, unless he was a dead person.

This guy is a bit overestimating his abilities!

"Hiss, it hurts! Damn you bastard."