One Piece: Kaido the Beast Playing House.

Chapter 159: A-Zu's Cooking Skills

"Ahhhhhhh!" A Zu stood on the top of the tree and started singing today. For him who is determined to become the number one star among all beasts, he must practice basic skills every day. He must surpass Quinn!

"Stop shouting! It's so ugly! Who is this? Can't you let me sleep so early in the morning?"

"Sorry, sorry! I'll leave now!" A Zu jumped off the treetop in a hurry. He forgot that this was Wano Country, not Onigashima, and he seemed to be disturbing the residents.

A Zu watched as several people surrounded the tree where he had just been and pointed at him not long after he left. A Zu was somewhat thankful that he ran fast, otherwise he would have embarrassed Baishou. He could not let Baishou's reputation fall into his hands, otherwise he would have been laughed at by Quinn. Being trained was a small matter, but being laughed at by Quinn was a big deal.

"Where should I go today? It would be great if there was someone who could appreciate my songs. Why don't I have any close friends?" A-Zu muttered to himself as he strolled around.

"Speaking of which, this street has been pretty good recently. All those gangsters have disappeared." Ah Zu looked around. There used to be several gangs of gangsters on this street, collecting protection fees in various ways, and the local people were miserable. However, because these gangsters were cruel and ruthless, and no one stood up to resist, the local warriors in charge were even in cahoots with these gangsters, causing this street to almost become a "dead street" before the beasts came.

But ever since the arrival of the Hundred Beasts, that group of gangsters have been in bad luck. First, the warrior leader had his lower body shattered by a shot from Taylor, and then he was stabbed by Xia Ji and died painfully from the double debuff of blood loss and poisoning.

As for those little thugs, needless to say, a group of bullies who only bully the weak and fear the strong, they couldn't cause any trouble in front of the elite beasts and were easily dealt with.

But this did not win the hearts and minds of the local people, simply because in the eyes of these suffering people, the Beasts were just another gang out to exploit them.

This is when preachers and patrol teams are needed. With day-to-day preaching and practical actions, this street has become lively again.

"Maple leaf buns! The best maple leaf buns! Come and try some!"

"Oden! Let's try some oden!"

"Dumplings! Freshly made dumplings!"

Small vendors set up their stalls and began a new day of busy work, striving for oil, salt, sauce and vinegar.

Just as A-Zu was strolling around, a vendor recognized him.

"Mr. A-Zu! Mr. A-Zu! You are on patrol today! Come and try my ramen." The vendor greeted A-Zu enthusiastically and reached out to pull A-Zu to his food cart.

"Wait, hey, wait, I didn't bring any money today, I didn't bring any money!" A-Zu was a little flustered. He didn't want to go, but he was afraid of hurting the vendor by using too much force. After all, his strength was still very strong compared to ordinary people.

"Look at what you said. How can I ask you to pay? If it weren't for your help, my family would have been killed by those land thugs. How can we be here today? Look, it's a brand new car. I just changed it yesterday. I'm so lucky today that I ran into you here. You just happen to be my first customer. Come on, wait a moment, the ramen will be ready soon!"

Unable to resist the vendor's enthusiasm, A-Zu sat on the stall a little awkwardly. Although A-Zu usually looks carefree and friendly, he still felt embarrassed that others were so nice to him.

Watching the vendor busy cooking noodles, A Zu also took the opportunity to recall who this vendor was. Since coming to Wano Country, he has helped a lot of people. After all, the weird current situation in Wano Country can indeed allow all kinds of incredible things to happen. In the words of Brother Kaido, the people here are slaves to the so-called upper class, and they treat people weaker than themselves as if they were Celestial Dragons, and oppress them in every way.

“Come and try some chicken ramen! This is a craft passed down from my grandfather to the present day! A bowl of ramen is the best on such a cold day!” The vendor placed a large bowl of noodles in front of A-Zu. The chicken broth inside was clear and the flavor was rich. You could tell from the smell that it had been simmered for a long time.

"Okay, I'll try it." At this point, A-Zu couldn't say much. He could only try his best to look at the man's appearance and think about finding someone to send the money when he got back.

Ah Zu picked up the spoon and scooped a spoonful of chicken soup. With a "slurp", the rich taste of chicken soup spread in his mouth. This richness made Ah Zu feel incredible. "Why? How can it be so fragrant?" Ah Zu was stunned. It's not that he hasn't drunk chicken soup before, but this is the first time he has tasted such a thick and clear chicken soup.

This mouthful of soup immediately amazed A-Zu. He couldn't wait to pick up the bamboo chopsticks, scooped up a handful of ramen, and slurped it up without caring about the hotness. Unfortunately, he didn't feel amazed. It's not that the noodles were bad. In fact, the noodles themselves were quite good, but compared with the chicken soup, it was much worse and felt bland.

“How is it? Isn’t it great!” The vendor looked at A-Zu with excitement, muttering something non-stop. His grandfather had conquered the world with just a bowl of chicken ramen, and he had inherited the true skills. He was sure to restore the glory and carry forward the family business... blah blah.

"Huh." A'zu finished the last bit of chicken soup, and the whole bowl of ramen was gone into A'zu's stomach. The vendor was right. It was indeed comfortable to have a bowl of ramen in this weather. Although he didn't feel cold at all, of course, he still had some opinions to raise.

"Well, the soup is great, but the noodles, well, I can't say they're bad, it's just that I feel like they don't match the soup. If taken out on their own, it's definitely good noodles, right? You know, hahaha." Ah Zu smiled awkwardly. After all, someone else invited him to eat noodles, and it was really inappropriate for him to be so picky. But this bowl of chicken soup was so good that he felt like he had to spit it out.

"Sure enough, do you think so too?" The peddler who was so excited just now became visibly depressed, leaving A Zu a little at a loss.

“A lot of people have said this, especially those who have eaten the ramen made by my grandfather. They all say that the chicken soup I make is indeed the same as my grandfather’s, but the noodles are not the same. However, my grandfather passed away so suddenly, and his recipe book was missing a page. I tried many methods, but still couldn’t make ramen worthy of this bowl of chicken soup.” The vendor said with some grievance and resentment at himself for not living up to his expectations.

"Don't say that. I just tasted it. This bowl of ramen is great. By the way, can I see your recipe? By the way, I did study cooking for two years, but I was disobedient and was kicked out by the teacher. Hahaha." Looking at the depressed look of the vendor, A-Zu hurried to comfort him and at the same time made a joke about his own embarrassing story.

"Oh, of course you can. Others certainly can't do that, but for you, my benefactor, no problem. Without you, I wouldn't be where I am today. Feel free to take a look." When the peddler heard what A-Zu said, he quickly took out a booklet from a small box behind him. The booklet seemed to have been burned, and the last page was burnt.

The booklet for ordinary people was even smaller for A Zu, but it was still readable. A Zu squinted his eyes and read the handwritten booklet, which recorded the chicken soup making process in detail. However, A Zu was not here to learn from others, so he briefly skipped it and turned directly to the chapter on making noodles.

As he watched, A-Zu felt something was wrong. It seemed like he had seen this somewhere before? Wait, where was it? Right! Didn’t his teacher at that time make noodles in this way? It was said that this was the way of making noodles passed down from his teacher’s family. Wait, let me think about what I need next?

"Mr. A-Zu? Mr. A-Zu?" The peddler saw A-Zu standing there in a daze and shouted hurriedly.

"Boy, what's your last name?" A'zu asked seriously.

"Ah? My last name is Teuchi, Ichiraku Teuchi. My grandfather's name is Teuchi Ichiraku. You see, the sign on my house is my grandfather's name." Only then did A-Zu notice that this food truck had a sign. The four big characters "Ichiraku Ramen" were powerful and vigorous.

"Hahaha, it seems that the teacher was not bragging back then. Boy, you're lucky, I really know the method of making noodles." A-Zu laughed and patted Tengauchi Ichiraku on the shoulder and said. It was a coincidence that the old master who taught A-Zu back then said that there was once a junior brother who was a man from the outer sea, named Tengauchi Ichiraku. At that time, Ichiraku took a bowl of chicken ramen and challenged everywhere until he lost to the old master's master. The reason for the loss was because of the noodles. For this reason, Ichiraku became the old master's master as his teacher and learned the method of making noodles.

Although A-Zu was not well-trained, he had memorized the recipe at that time. After comparing the two, he confirmed that this was the correct method.

"Really!" His face was full of surprise for a moment. He didn't expect that this matter that had troubled him for a long time would have an unexpected ending today.

"That's right, let me tell you, you try it!" A-Zu couldn't wait to tell the method he knew. Without daring to delay for a moment, he started making it on the spot. After several failures, a new bowl of chicken ramen was served on the table, and the two couldn't wait to pick up their chopsticks.

"It's delicious!" X2!

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