The slightly weird commander's ship girl tour

"Is that Kent?" Huang Chen watched the girl run to the dock, then turned into a small road and disappeared. He couldn't help but ask, "Why is she so anxious?"

"It's Kent." Hood nodded. "She must be busy with the dinner party, right?"

"Dinner?" Huang Chen thought for a moment. "Maybe there aren't enough things on the island? Do we need some things from the Windward? Like plates or something."

He thought of the incident when Charybdis broke the plate on the playground. Although Dido said there were still some in the warehouse under the castle, what if it was broken again?

"We have enough plates for dinner, but not enough mess halls. So we discussed this with the company and borrowed the kitchen from the Windward." Hood explained with a smile, "This is a grand reunion."

"Is that so?" Huang Chen nodded, feeling it made sense, but he saw Hood smile slightly, "Commander, why don't you guess who is in the kitchen now?"

Chapter 501 How to Work Without Eating

Who is in the kitchen now?

Huang Chen was stunned and started to think.

It is almost common sense that the Royal Navy’s ship girls are not good at cooking, but even though they are not good at it, it does not mean that there is no way to do it.

Fish and chips are pretty good, but they're just too monotonous, without any special flavors. Does gazing at the stars count as the same thing?

Huang Chen has actually always wanted to try this so-called dark cuisine. After all, in essence, it looks like a pie with fish mixed in?

Or desserts, the royal desserts are quite good.

After all, it’s impossible for everyone to be a kitchen inventor and only be able to make dark dishes in the kitchen. Royal ship girls also need to eat.

As long as it's not Grenville, I think no matter who it is, it won't be too outrageous?

And Haitian, Haiqi and the others are here too, so at least we can maintain the bottom line, right?

Huang Chen thought for a long time, with all kinds of thoughts running through his mind, and he didn't think about who might be in the kitchen.

"Can you remind the commander that he is not a royal companion?" Hood thought the commander was confused and reminded him.

"Not a Royal Navy ship girl?" Huang Chen was stunned. Could it be the other girls invited to attend the inauguration ceremony of Silly White Castle? Just like Littorio and the others.

If that’s the case, then who could it be?

It's not the royal family, and Sardinia is unlikely either. In Huang Chen's memory, none of those guys are good at cooking. As for the Iris Church, Dunkirk and the others might be able to help, but Hood would definitely not say that.

It seems unlikely that it was the Sakura Empire, after all, it was Kyoukai who came to invite Nagato, and then the subsequent events happened.

Or maybe White Eagle or Iron Girl? After all, New Jersey and Bismarck are both in Zone C1, so it's normal to come here. But then again, neither of these places has any special food.

It can't be the Northern League, right?

After eliminating so many possibilities, the answer is obvious.

"Donghuang's shipgirl..." Huang Chen probed, "Is it Yixian?"

"Yixian didn't come, it was Pinghai and Ninghai." Hood said with a smile, "Of course it's not just them. London and the others are helping in the kitchen, and Haitian, Nu Zhaoshen, Linggu and the others are here too."

Huang Chen nodded. After all, there were more than 200 people eating, and even a large pot of rice would require seven or eight people to keep busy. As for the dinner, even more people would be needed.

"Pinghai Ninghai." Huang Chen had a lot of thoughts.

When he reunited with Haitian and Haiqi, he already knew that the time to meet those Donghuang girls was not far away, but he didn't expect to meet them suddenly. Although they were not Yixian, Pinghai and Ninghai were also little cuties that he liked very much.

They even have to share a set of stockings. Isn’t this thrifty and cute little girl likable?

"Let's go, Commander." Hood smiled and walked ahead.

Huang Chen greeted Sirius and walked behind him. Suddenly he felt a little strange. Why did he feel like Hood was the master?

The two walked through the door and into the hall. From a distance, they heard the bustling sounds coming from the kitchen, as well as Harbin's loud voice, "Sussex, your cut of meat is too thick. It won't be cooked through in a while."

"What do you mean? Why is there hot pot?!" Huang Chen was stunned and looked at Hood. Hot pot and dinner... don't go together at all?

Hood also looked a little puzzled. "Shabu-shabu wasn't on the menu before. Maybe they added it on the spur of the moment..."

She couldn't continue speaking halfway. After all, they couldn't eat hot pot at the reunion dinner.

Even if everyone is not particular about details, there are not so many special hot pots, right?

Huang Chen walked to the door of the cafeteria kitchen in confusion. Many girls inside were busy and didn't notice that there were a few more people standing at the door.

The kitchen of the Windward is quite large. After all, it provides meals for hundreds of people on a daily basis, and needs to satisfy the cooking styles of different ship girls at the same time.

For example, there are three large ovens, one for Dunkirk to make desserts, one for Nu Zhaoshen to make daily barbecues, etc. Another example is that multiple frying pools are also needed for some fried foods, such as fried chicken, tempura, etc.

There are even more chopping boards and sinks for processing ingredients, and each chopping board is equipped with a stove, so that the girls can cook the ingredients nearby after processing them.

At this moment, Harbin and a few other guys were gathered around a stove, discussing the meat. "Although the meat is a bit thick, it's not a problem to cook it a little longer. My soup is well made, so cook it a little longer to make it more flavorful."

what happened?

Isn’t it hot pot? Why is it being cooked?

Huang Chen walked forward in confusion.

Harbin was seen stirring the pot with a large spoon, then he scooped a spoonful of something into a bowl and handed it to London.

Then Shropshire, who were behind London, immediately handed over the bowl with both hands.

Wow, it’s time to eat it!

Huang Chen walked over, and Sussex, who was standing aside, finally found the commander and hurriedly pulled Shropshire's clothes.

"What are you doing? It will be your turn soon, don't worry." Shropshire took the bowl back from Harbin's hand with a smile, held up his nose and sniffed, "It smells so good!"

"Yeah, my cooking skills are pretty good, right?" Harbin laughed. Just as he was about to take the bowl from Sussex's hand, his eyes finally caught sight of Huang Chen standing beside him. "Hey, Old Huang."

"Old Huang?" Huang Chen was stunned. "Why are you talking like that?"

"I was thinking of getting closer. After all, I've lived here for so long, and calling you Commander Huang Chen is too distant." Harbin said with a smile, pointing the large spoon into the pot. "How about this? Do you want something to fill your stomach first?"

It won't be strange if you call me Commander... Huang Chen shook his head and looked at the three girls beside him. Sussex greeted Huang Chen with an empty bowl, "Commander..."

The girl felt a little embarrassed. After all, she came to help in the kitchen. What would it be like if she ate it now?

"Ah, it's you, sir." London raised his head in surprise when he heard Huang Chen's voice. "Long time no see, you are still as energetic as ever."

"Yeah." Huang Chen nodded, not knowing how to respond. What was going on with him being so energetic? Was it possible that he wasn't?

Shropshire also laughed and said, "Ah, it's really the Commander. Commander, are you here to help in the kitchen too? I didn't expect you to become more serious after not seeing you for so long. But you still don't need the Commander's help in the cafeteria, right?"

Huang Chen grinned. These two guys have no self-awareness at all. Are you really helping like this?

Harbin explained, "Well, I was the one who suggested it. After all, if you don't have enough to eat, you won't have the motivation to work, right?"

The girl said carelessly, pointing to a larger pot next to her, "Besides, it can be considered as a food test."

Huang Chen looked over and saw a pot of normal soup. But what did the tasting have to do with hot pot? Are you really planning to bring the hot pot to the table?

He thought about it and said nothing. After all, he was only responsible for eating, so he should talk less at this time.

He greeted a few people and walked towards the purple-haired figure on the other side.

Chapter 502 No Soul

The kitchen was noisy, with the sounds of the range hood, the stove, and all kinds of noises mixed together.

Huang Chen talked a lot with Harbin, but the girl didn't hear it.

The girl is not tall, but has a good figure. Even though she is wearing a large apron with sleeves, her curves can still be seen.

Her purple hair was tied into a ball on her head, and she was concentrating on the things on the chopping board in front of her.

Huang Chen leaned over and saw that the girl was kneading dough.

This is Ninghai, he thought.

He stood not far away, silently watching the little girl busy herself. Ning Hai worked very efficiently. After a while, he had kneaded the dough in his hand, making it smooth and round, and piled it aside.

Then he washed his hands in the sink next to him, walked over, picked up a kitchen knife and started to get busy.

He walked over and called softly, "Ning Hai?"

"Well, I haven't started making the buns yet! Pinghai, please help me process the pork first!" Ning Hai said without turning his head.

Huang Chen's fingers were hanging in the air, feeling a little awkward. Just as he was about to say something, he noticed that Ning Hai had put down the kitchen knife and ran to the side.

So, this is what I'm supposed to do?

He looked at the chopping board and pork in front of him, a little confused.

Ning Hai returned to the place where he was kneading the dough and began to divide it into small pieces, saying, "Ping Hai, you have to work hard, otherwise you won't be able to eat any buns."

Huang Chen looked at the scene in front of him with some helplessness, "What should we do with the pork?"

"How to deal with it? Just chop it into minced meat like usual." Ning Hai said with some surprise.

Minced meat?

Huang Chen remembered that there was a meat grinder in the kitchen, and he was a little confused, "Isn't a meat grinder enough?"

"Of course not." Ning Hai raised his head. "The meat from the meat grinder is too fine, there's no graininess..."

As the little girl was talking, she was suddenly stunned. Why was the person standing in front of her the commander, not Pinghai?

She blinked, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"Oh." Huang Chen nodded. He had originally planned to refute Ning Hai by saying that meat grinders have no soul or that meat grinders waste electricity, but since there is no graininess... it seems that this is indeed the case.

He rolled up his sleeves and prepared to start working. It was just chopping meat, nothing big.

"Wait, Commander!" Ning Hai was stunned. Seeing Huang Chen really trying to work, he was shocked. He hurried over and hugged his hand. "Commander, why are you here? Shouldn't it be Ping Hai..."

"Just come over to take a look, and then you let me chop the stuffing." Huang Chen said.

Ning Hai blushed a little, "I thought it was Ping Hai. Really, why didn't you tell me when the commander came? Put it down quickly, put it down, the kitchen knife is very dangerous."

As the girl spoke, she took the kitchen knife from Huang Chen's hand and straightened Huang Chen's clothes.

"Don't make me sound like a young master. It's just a kitchen knife." Huang Chen felt helpless.

Ning Hai raised his finger. "How could you think that, Commander? Kitchen knives are very dangerous. You must be careful with them. If you want to see, Commander, just stand by and watch."

The girl pushed Huang Chen to the side, away from the chopping board and the stove. She was probably in a place she thought was safe. She frowned and looked around. "I don't know where Pinghai went. He was clearly here just now. Forget it, I'll just chop the stuffing myself."

"Pinghai, are you there?" Huang Chen pointed to a little guy not far away, who was running towards Harbin with a bowl in his hand.

"Really?" Ning Hai looked at it, raised his eyebrows, and told Huang Chen not to use the kitchen knife before running over and dragging Ping Hai back. "Hurry up and help, or we'll be late for the dinner."

"I'm hungry..." Pinghai said bitterly, holding the bowl, "Where can I find food in Harbin?"

"That won't work. If I eat now, what will I do when I eat later?" Ning Hai shook his head.

"Let Pinghai eat some first. How can he work if he's not full?" Harbin laughed, bringing a large bowl over and placing it on the chopping board. "Besides, you don't trust Pinghai's skills. At worst, he can just eat less at dinner. He can't go hungry now."

"Harbin, stop pampering Pinghai like this." Ninghai felt a little helpless, but seeing Pinghai's shining eyes, he couldn't help but say, "Okay, eat quickly so you can get back to work."

"That's it." Harbin said with a smile, crossed his arms and strolled back. When he passed by Huang Chen, he asked again, "Old Huang, do you want some too?"

"No." Huang Chen pursed his lips.

Pinghai got his sister's consent and excitedly picked up the big bowl and started to drink. After a while, he seemed to remember something and looked up at Ninghai, "Sister, do you want to eat?"

"No." Ning Hai shook his head and turned around to continue dividing the dough.

Pinghai continued eating.

Compared with Ninghai, Pinghai was indeed a little plain, but that still didn't stop the girl from being cute. She finished a big bowl in a daze, raised her head and burped, then tilted her head to look at Huang Chen.

"Sister, I saw the Commander. It's so strange."

"That's the Commander, what's so strange about that?" Ning Hai turned around and watched Ping Hai finish a large bowl of food quietly. He nodded contentedly and said, "Wash the dishes and come over to help."

"Oh." Pinghai nodded, slowly got up and washed the dishes, then slowly walked to the chopping board, took out the same apron as Ninghai and put it on, picked up the kitchen knife and prepared to chop the meat.

However, during this process, the girl would occasionally glance at Huang Chen, but she seemed to be afraid of something. She would only take a quick glance and then quickly turn her eyes away.

"What is Pinghai looking at?" Huang Chen asked with some confusion.

"Speak, speak!" Pinghai was shocked and stood there at a loss.

"What's so great about speaking? Can't I speak?" Huang Chen smiled helplessly.

Pinghai blinked, walked over slowly and tugged at the corner of Huang Chen's clothes, then turned around and smiled at Ninghai in surprise, "Sister, it really is the Commander! It turns out that His Majesty didn't lie to us!"

"Of course it's the Commander." Huang Chen looked at the cute appearance of the little guy and couldn't help but picked him up and kissed him. Pinghai was really cute.

Ping Hai also hugged Huang Chen with a happy face and waved to Ning Hai, "Sister, come here quickly, the commander wants a hug. Sister, come and hug too."