Little Goku's Great Adventure Starting from One Piece

"Huh? Who's that old man?"

Upon hearing Zeff's voice, Goku looked up, his expression somewhat puzzled.

"He couldn't be...?"

Nami scrutinized Zeff's appearance, and a guess popped into her mind.

Could this person be the owner of the Baratie floating restaurant?

"You old geezer, what do you mean by saying you don't need me?" Sanji said, smugly, a cigarette dangling from his lips.

"I'm the sous chef here!"

"So what if he's the sous chef? There are plenty of guys like that. After you leave, someone else can easily replace you," Zeff said bluntly.

He was already there when Sanji ran up to Nami and fawned over her, and then he overheard the entire conversation between the three of them.

When he saw that Goku and Nami didn't mock Sanji's dream at all, but instead invited him to join them with even greater enthusiasm, he knew that Sanji, who had stayed here for many years without having the opportunity to go to the Grand Line, was now facing an unprecedented opportunity.

To him, Sanji was no different from his own son, so of course he was reluctant to let him go.

But what he didn't want to see even more was Sanji spending his whole life by his side running Baratie, unable to pursue his own dreams, unable to live a wonderful life in his most energetic years.

That's why he was so impolite at that moment, and even tried to drive the other person away by belittling them.

"What's the point of you staying here? You fawn over every woman you see, and your cooking is absolutely terrible. You're completely superfluous."

"In that case, you might as well join them and stop getting in the way here."

Sanji clenched his fists, his forehead veins throbbing with anger.

"You old geezer! Don't push your luck!"

"I don't care about anything else, but I absolutely won't allow you to belittle my cooking skills!"

"Listen to me carefully, I'm staying here as a chef no matter what, and I'll never leave!"

After he finished speaking through gritted teeth, he angrily prepared to go upstairs to have a "three hundred rounds of battle" with Zeff.

But before he could take more than a few steps, he heard Goku's clear voice coming from behind: "Hey, Sanji, is your cooking really that bad?"

Sanji whirled around and saw Goku looking at him with an innocent and naive expression, while Nami was desperately covering Goku's mouth with an awkward smile.

Suddenly, his anger, which was about to erupt, caught in his throat.

After standing frozen for two seconds, he quickly walked back, picked up the menu on the table, glanced at the checkmarks, and asked, "Is this what you want to order?"

Nami nodded: "Yes, the steak costs ten..."

She glanced at Wukong, but ultimately changed her mind and said:

"No, I'll take fifty portions."

"Fifty portions? Are you sure?" Sanji was stunned and asked uncertainly.

"That's right, fifty servings. Don't let Goku's childlike body fool you; he can eat a lot."

"I see."

Sanji nodded, closed the menu, and turned to leave.

"You just wait, I'll show you for yourself just how good my cooking is."

As a chef, and a chef who is very proud of his culinary skills, he would never allow anyone to doubt his cooking abilities!

After watching him leave, Nami breathed a sigh of relief, then punched Goku hard on the head.

"Wukong! Don't you know that asking that kind of question was really offensive?!"

Wukong covered his head and argued, "But I said it, that old man said it."

"How do you know what he's saying is true? Besides, even if what he said is true, you can't ask that." Nami looked speechless.

At the same time, he thought to himself: Sanji, as the sous chef, shouldn't be the kind of person whose cooking skills are not good.

If that's the case, why did that old man say Sanji's cooking skills were bad?

Could it be...?

A suspicion began to form in her mind. She looked up, only to find that Zeff had already disappeared from sight.

......

After waiting idly for a while, Sanji pushed a food cart over and placed steaks on their table.

"Your steaks are ready."

Wukong's eyes lit up, and his saliva instantly flowed down his cheeks.

"Wow! This looks delicious!"

After saying that, he didn't care that the steak needed to be cut into small pieces to savor slowly, and directly grabbed the whole piece and stuffed it into his mouth.

Less than two seconds later, it was swallowed down in one gulp.

"It's so delicious!" He looked at Sanji, giving him high praise, then looked puzzled.

"Your cooking is so delicious, why did that old man say it tasted bad?"

Sanji was stunned by Goku's exaggerated eating habits. After hearing Goku's question, he came to his senses, lit a cigarette, and said expressionlessly, "Who knows what that old geezer is thinking?"

Nami also cut off a small piece and put it in her mouth, chewing it slowly.

A moment later, he showed a joyful expression, just like Wukong.

"In my opinion, your cooking skills are almost the best I've ever seen."

Upon hearing the beautiful woman's praise, Sanji immediately became excited. With hearts in his eyes, he moved closer to Nami, clasped her hands, and exclaimed, "Nami-san's praise is like a spring of sweet water, nourishing my parched soul! I am so happy!"

Nami: I shouldn't have said that...

Wukong quickly devoured a lot of steak, and while eating, he mumbled indistinctly, "Shanji, your cooking is so delicious, can't you join us?"

He was increasingly eager for Sanji to join them; the thought of being able to eat Sanji's delicious food anytime, anywhere while sailing at sea made him incredibly happy.

Upon hearing this, Sanji quickly regained his composure, took a drag of his cigarette, and slowly exhaled the smoke: "No, I won't leave here."

"There are still some of the things you ordered that haven't been made yet. I'll go make them first, and you can take your time eating."

After saying that, he left.

Goku watched him leave, then looked at Nami with a troubled expression: "Nami, why won't he agree?"

"Maybe he has some reason to insist," Nami said, shrugging.

Judging from the current situation, they probably won't be able to recruit a third partner.

Next, the two paused their conversation and began to enjoy the food that was arriving.

Wukong's astonishing eating speed and appetite gradually attracted the attention of the surrounding diners.

"That's terrible! How much did that child eat? Christine, you must never be like him, understand?"

A wealthy woman covered her mouth and earnestly lectured her child, thinking that her child must not eat so much, otherwise it would be so embarrassing.

"Hmph, he looks like a starving ghost. I really don't know what kind of family could raise such a child."

A nobleman, whose every move was dignified and elegant, frowned, feeling utterly disgusted by Wukong's eating habits.

......

Unfriendly comments gradually increased, but Wukong ignored them completely, focusing solely on enjoying his food.

But Nami couldn't stand it. She slammed down her knife and fork, looked around, put her hands on her hips, and yelled, "What are you looking at! What's all the noise about! Haven't you ever seen people eat before! You think you're so superior just because you're eating!"

"Hmph! What a rude woman."

"Forget it, let's ignore them and just eat."

After being scolded by Nami, these people finally turned their attention away and stopped paying attention to Goku and the others.

Nami angrily cut off a piece of steak and said to Goku, "Goku, aren't you angry? Those people said that about you."

Wukong looked up and blinked: "I'm not angry, why would I be angry?"

Seeing his carefree attitude, Nami smiled helplessly: "Well, you're right, it's really not worth getting angry with these people. I wish I could be as carefree as you."

Just then, a woman sitting by the window glanced outside and was terrified, her face turning pale as she screamed.

"Pirates! Pirates are coming!!"

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