The slightly weird commander's ship girl tour

Arriving at the cafeteria, it was no different from usual, but Huang Chen still remembered the surprise that Dunkirk had mentioned before.

He walked straight towards the counter, but halfway there, he smelled a familiar aroma: stir-fried pork with green peppers, followed by shredded pork with fish flavor and sweet and sour pork tenderloin.

Donghuang cuisine! It must be Donghuang cuisine!

How could there be Donghuang cuisine in the cafeteria? But Huang Chen had no time to wonder. His eyes lit up and he quickly walked to the counter. Sure enough, several plates were filled with the Donghuang cuisine he had been looking forward to for a long time.

"Commander." Behind the counter, Atago, wearing a chef's uniform and holding a large spoon, asked, "Commander, what would you like to eat?"

"This is Donghuang cuisine specially prepared for the commander!" Dunkirk, who was also wearing a chef's uniform, smiled beside Atago.

Chapter 302: Could it be brainwashing?

Donghuang cuisine, Donghuang cuisine, but there is actually no Donghuang in this world, or it can be said that this world itself does not have the concept of a country. If we have to say a similar concept, it is probably the region.

Different regions have different customs and currencies, and it looks like a country, but there is no region called Donghuang in the world.

Of course, some scholars believe that Area C was the location of Donghuang in the history of the Old World, but this claim has not been confirmed. Information about the Old World is quite scarce, and some even believe that the Old World is just a rumor, like the myths and legends of Atlantis.

The Donghuang cuisine in this world mostly refers to the local cuisine of a part of Area C.

However, not every area’s cuisine is Donghuang cuisine. Area C is very large and is divided into nearly twenty small areas. The cuisine in some of these areas is far from the so-called Donghuang cuisine.

Fortunately, when Huang Chen climbed out of the water, he was in area C11. The cuisine in that area can generally be regarded as Donghuang cuisine, but the style is mainly based on roasting, steaming, and stir-frying, and the ingredients are mostly local fish or seasonal vegetables.

Actually, his taste was somewhat different from Huang Chen's. He preferred stir-fried dishes and liked spicy food. But at that time, his main goal was to survive, so he didn't think too much about it.

Later, Essex came and became the commander. Theoretically, Huang Chen became like an emperor. What could he not have?

However, he never got to eat Donghuang cuisine. Every day when he came to the cafeteria, he was served the cuisine of White Eagle, the cuisine of Iris Church, and the cuisine of Sakura Empire.

Sometimes, he couldn't help himself and cooked for himself, to have enough food. The taste was average, but as a commander's own cooking, it was probably as important as a sacred object in the port area. It was always enthusiastically received by the ship girls, so he himself couldn't eat too much.

However, the dishes made by the girls now are different. Without the halo of being the commander's handmade dish, they are just ordinary dishes in the eyes of other girls.

However, Huang Chen's eyes welled up with tears as he looked at the stir-fried pork with green peppers, followed by the shredded pork with fish flavor and the sweet and sour pork tenderloin.

Without saying anything, he quickly picked up the plate beside him, took a big spoonful of rice, then picked up the bowl and chopsticks, filled a bowl with rice, and ran to the side to eat it.

These three dishes go well with rice. Huang Chen took a big spoonful of each and only ate half of it. The rice in the bowl was gone, but he didn't feel anything. He pursed his lips and prepared to get up.

"Here you go." Atago handed a bowl of rice to Huang Chen.

The latter thanked him and continued to fight. This cycle repeated six or seven times. After eating about six or seven bowls of rice, Huang Chen felt that it was enough. He put the bowl aside with a reluctant look, and refused the other bowl of rice handed to him by Atago. He sighed, "It's so comfortable!"

Frankly speaking, these dishes are not authentic and the taste is only average, even a little worse than Huang Chen’s own works. They are indeed worthy of being served in the cafeteria and in the big pot.

But...it tastes so good to eat, and I feel refreshed and at ease all over.

"Commander, have you finished your meal?" Atago sat beside the table, supporting her chin with one hand, and said with a smile.

There was a look of surprise in the girl's beautiful eyes. Although she heard in the morning that the commander wanted to eat Donghuang cuisine and started preparing it in the afternoon, but... it was really beyond her expectations that the commander could eat so much.

This is already twice the usual amount. Can’t you see that the Kitchen Goddess is standing by with some concern?

Fortunately, the commander finally put down the bowl.

"Okay, that's great, so comfortable." Huang Chen said while lying on the chair, touching his round belly. It seemed that he had never felt so full in his memory. "Did you make this? And Dunkirk?"

As he spoke, he looked to the side and saw a group of little girls surrounding Dunkirk, who seemed to be explaining why there were fewer desserts today.

"Yes." Atago nodded. "Dunkirk helped a lot. Otherwise, I don't know what to do. And this sweet and sour pork was made by her."

"Oh, I see." Huang Chen was still lying on the chair, looking very leisurely. After eating and drinking his fill, he even felt a little tired. Of course, it was still early, so he shook his head and sat up a little.

But because he had eaten too much, he only sat up a little bit, and his whole body was still almost lying on the chair.

"How did you learn this? I remember I have never cooked these dishes before." Huang Chen looked at the ceiling, staring at a gap and asked silently.

When he was thinking of cooking for himself, he made scrambled eggs with tomatoes and stir-fried pork with green peppers, so the girl might have learned how to make stir-fried pork with green peppers after watching him make it.

As for the shredded pork with fish flavor and sweet and sour pork tenderloin, they were completely beyond his culinary skills and were the type he could never make. So how did he learn them?

"I learned it at the Donghuang Restaurant outside," Atago said. "It was mainly because I didn't have enough time. I only had time to learn a simple dish. And it tastes pretty average, right? I've tried it, and it's nowhere near the quality you get in this restaurant."

"That's not the case. Each has its own advantages." Huang Chen said seriously. However, because he was lying on the chair with his belly bulging like a round ball, no matter how serious he was, he still looked like a funny character.

"Each has its own advantages. Does that mean the Commander also thinks these dishes taste average?"

"Isn't it obvious?"

"..." Atago looked at Huang Chen's serious expression and couldn't help but sigh, "Commander, you are lucky to be the commander, otherwise you probably wouldn't be able to find a wife."

"Hehe." Huang Chen did not argue, because for some reason, he felt that inexplicable tiredness was getting stronger and stronger, so much so that he closed his eyes and planned to take a short rest.

Atago looked at the commander who closed his eyes as if he wanted to sleep, shook his head helplessly, and a hint of disappointment seemed to flash across his face.

He then stood up, straightened his clothes, and called out to Jifeng, who was eager to jump on Huang Chen, not to come over, and then walked towards the kitchen.

She had been preparing meals for the commander, but she herself had not eaten yet.

"correct!"

As the girl was walking, she suddenly heard Huang Chen's weak voice behind her. It was probably the state of a person who was half asleep and half awake. The voice was confused and even a little slurred.

"The food is delicious, thank you for the treat."

After saying this, Huang Chen's voice dropped again.

A smile appeared on Atago's lips.

Meanwhile, Dunkirk, who had promised to make more of the children's favorite fruit mousse tomorrow, finally escaped from the sea of lolita girls, walked over, and asked in surprise, "What is the commander talking about?"

"Nothing, just saying that the food we cook is delicious." Atago replied simply.

Dunkirk nodded and walked over slowly, a little surprised, "The commander fell asleep."

"Keep your voice down, the general has fallen asleep. Sister Dunkirk, please don't disturb him!" Jifeng said seriously.

"Okay." Dunkirk nodded, then walked into the kitchen with a rather strange look on his face. "The commander actually fell asleep. I didn't get to hear his personal comments. It's a pity."

"Very good, the Commander said it was very good." Atago said, her eyes shifting to the corner of the kitchen, a hint of helplessness in her words, "I just didn't expect it to be just very good, and the Commander is probably just trying to comfort me."

"Yeah." Dunkirk looked in Atago's direction, his gaze also showing a conflicted expression, "I didn't expect Donghuang cuisine to be so difficult."

In a corner of the kitchen, there is a pile of "kitchen waste", including various shredded meat and vegetables in strange colors, or samples that look decent but taste unpleasant.

Although neither of them is a novice in cooking, they did experiment many times before they got a more stable version when trying new dishes this time.

The female Kitchen Goddess, who had been tidying up the kitchen utensils, raised her head upon hearing this, a gleam of brilliance in her eyes. "How can a new dish be so simple? I spent a lot of effort trying to make delicious White Eagle cuisine before. I still need more practice."

"Practice more." Dunkirk and Atago shook their heads and looked at the pile of paper in the corner of the kitchen, and couldn't help sighing.

……

"Commander, Commander, it's almost time, Pennsylvania is here."

In a daze, Huang Chen felt someone pushing him, but what was said was strange. What did Pennsylvania coming mean? What did Pennsylvania coming have to do with him?

"Pennsylvania?" he said, confused.

"Yes. Commander, get up quickly."

Huang Chen still squinted his eyes, unwilling to open them, but in his heart he was still thinking about Pennsylvania, why did he come here when I was sleeping?

"Is it Pennsylvania's turn today?" He suddenly realized something. Oh, that's right, why is he sleeping alone today? But is it Pennsylvania's turn today? "Shouldn't it be Akashi? I remember it was Akashi."

"Commander! Stop talking and get up quickly. Minister Pennsylvania is here." The voice seemed a little anxious and ashamed, pushing Huang Chen harder.

The sound was like an earthquake. Even with his powerful skills, he could not sleep. He opened his eyes helplessly, but the halo around him still made it difficult for him to see his surroundings clearly.

"It's Akashi, I remember it was Akashi!"

As he spoke, he was still muttering. The owner of the voice seemed to be getting more and more anxious, pushing and shaking him even harder, so that even his voice was trembling, as if he was talking to an electric fan.

After all this, no matter how sleepy he was, it disappeared. Huang Chen finally saw his surroundings clearly, but found that the ceiling in front of him was not the familiar one.

I wasn't in the room. He realized the problem immediately.

I seem to be in the kitchen. He keenly discovered the crux of the problem.

Someone seemed to have said just now that Pennsylvania has arrived and has hit the nail on the head.

A gleam of light flashed in Huang Chen's eyes as he recalled everything that had happened before. He seemed to have eaten too much in the cafeteria, and then took a short nap, which made him sleepy.

The voice just now seemed to be Essex's voice. She said Pennsylvania is here. So where is this captain now?

Huang Chen slowly moved his gaze from the ceiling and looked into the cafeteria hall.

Soon, a smartly dressed figure appeared in the corner of his sight. The high black ponytail was so familiar. However, Huang Chen made a prompt decision and quickly focused his sight back on the ceiling.

"Jiaozi. I think I have a stiff neck. Can you support me for a while?"

"Really? Commander, is it serious?" Essex suddenly panicked and hurried forward to support Huang Chen. "Commander, slow down. Do you want me to call the Kitchen Goddess?"

"No, no, just help me over." Huang Chen raised his head, waved his hands in the air like a blind man, and walked towards the elevator with a staggering step.

Essex nodded apologetically to Pennsylvania who was standing in the hall, and then hurriedly supported Huang Chen, as if he was afraid that he would fall. Even with Huang Chen's current physical strength, he was not afraid of any fall, and even falling from the fourth or fifth floor was no big deal.

Pennsylvania watched Huang Chen and Essex disappear in the elevator with a slightly complicated expression, and then a few minutes later, Algeria walked out of the same elevator.

"Pennsylvania, we're finally here. Let's go."

"Okay." Pennsylvania nodded and smiled reluctantly.

After all, what she had heard before had somewhat impacted her worldview. Algeria walked aside with a calm and indifferent expression, as if she had no idea what had just happened.

"Algeria." As the two entered the elevator, Sister Bin couldn't help but ask, "Are there any Akashis in your harbor?"

Algeria was silent for a moment, then nodded, "Yes."

"marriage……"

"It's a wedding ship, and it's an old one, it's been around for decades." Algeria said firmly.

"Akashi..." Pennsylvania was still a little silent, "This doesn't seem appropriate. You know, Akashi is basically still a child... Actually, it's very suitable!"

The elevator door opened, and Pennsylvania said as she looked at the densely packed shipgirls on the top deck of the Windward.

She was even a little afraid to walk out of the elevator door. "Are these all the ship girls in your port? There are so many ship girls in your port?"

Although I knew that there were many ship girls in this port area, what I saw was still beyond my imagination. There were thirty or forty of them on this deck alone, and they all looked like they were main battleships.

Is there any port area in the world that is so exaggerated? Even some large joint port areas can't do it, right?

Pennsylvania suddenly felt an inexplicable fear. Huang Chen looked so young, but he had so many ship girls.

Dunkirk and Algeria had known each other for so long, but they suddenly became port-area shipgirls, and even gave a rather absurd reason, saying that the commander had disappeared for seventy years...

This doesn't make sense at all!

Unless... Pennsylvania Faria swept her eyes over the crowd. Could it be that Huang Chen was brainwashing?

Chapter 303: Pennsylvania Reverie

Pennsylvania's pupils shrank, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes for a moment.

If it is brainwashing, then everything makes sense. Dunkirk and the others have been free ship girls for decades, but suddenly they became port ship girls.

This guy is so young, but he has so many ship girls.

And Algeria, when I came to see her in the morning, they were not married yet, but when they met on the road in the afternoon, I found that she had a ring on her finger for no apparent reason.

If it wasn't brainwashing, it wouldn't be possible so quickly, right?

Pennsylvania subconsciously glanced at Algeria's finger, where the sparkling ring was that she hadn't seen in the morning.

"What's wrong?" Algeria asked in confusion, "Are you feeling unwell? You look a little strange."

"Ah, no, no, it's normal." Pennsylvania shook her head hurriedly, looking at the silver-haired girl in front of her and the girls outside the elevator, with a hint of regret and sympathy in her eyes.

These sisters, for some inexplicable reason, were brainwashed and controlled, becoming part of this port area. Fortunately, I had heard from Dunkirk before that their port area already had Pennsylvania. I don't know if it was a setting or something else, but in any case, I was safe.

She nodded and followed Pennsylvania out of the elevator.

The silver-haired girl walked in front, introducing from a distance with one hand, "Commander, they are waiting for you in the cab."

Pennsylvania nodded, but became cautious in her heart, and even her movements began to be a little tiptoeing.

Because she suddenly thought of a problem. According to Dunkirk, there is Pennsylvania in the port area, but she doesn't know where it is now.

Does this mean that there is currently no shipgirl with the Pennsylvania class aboard the Windward? Does this mean that Huang Chen hasn't yet managed to seduce a shipgirl named Pennsylvania?