The slightly weird commander's ship girl tour

This made Huang Chen feel a little regretful... not really regretful, just very strange.

When Haiqi brought up this topic, he thought the final result would be to arrange himself and Yixian together. After all, Yixian was his wedding ship. Although they had just reunited, it was still a wedding ship after all.

Unexpectedly, they actually found him a room alone in the end.

Yixian and the others prepared the midnight snack, while Zhao and Haitian cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks. It is said that it was the same when they opened the shop.

As the boss lady, Yixian does not cook in the kitchen. The main chefs in the kitchen are actually Ninghai and Pinghai, with help from Anshan and Fushun. The hired workers mostly handle other chores, such as cleaning, reception staff, etc.

At night, after closing the shop, Yixian would prepare dinner and midnight snacks, Ninghai and Pinghai would help, and Zhenhai and the others would clean up the dishes.

But now that the store is closed, I can be more casual during this period.

"The location here is good, and it's easy to sell. But someone saw that we were in a hurry to sell, so they wanted to lower the price, so we haven't sold it yet."

At the table, Yixian chatted casually.

"Who wants to lower the price?" Harbin, who had been playing with the cat, looked up. "I'll go negotiate. I'm the best at it."

"It's okay. He wants to lower the price, but I don't want to sell it to him." Yixian smiled, with a hint of cunning in his words. "If it really doesn't work out, you can rent it out, or keep it."

"That's right. This place isn't far from your port area. It only takes a few days to get here by yacht. You can treat it as a vacation in your free time." Harbin nodded, then suddenly remembered something. "By the way, did that soup pot restaurant at the corner of the street close down? I didn't seem to notice it just now."

"It's been closed for a long time..."

Huang Chen leaned back in the chair, watching the girls chatting about family matters and trivial matters around them, without saying a word.

The moonlight shone through the gaps in the doors and windows, sparsely shining on the tables and chairs, and mixed with the lights in the house, making the atmosphere a little dim.

This made him squint his eyes.

"Commander, are you tired?" Yixian, who had been paying attention to Huang Chen, asked when he saw this.

"Yes, a little." Huang Chen did not try to be brave. To be honest, the No. 2 machine was much smaller than the Windward, and it shook too much on the sea. He was not used to it and did not sleep well.

After sitting here and having a full meal, I quietly listened to the girls chatting and felt a little sleepy.

"Then Commander, go to bed early. We can talk about it tomorrow if there's anything." Yixian said, walked to the side, picked up Huang Chen's luggage, and walked up the wooden stairs to the second floor. "Commander, this is it."

Huang Chen nodded, but couldn't help feeling strange.

What could happen tomorrow?

Originally, in the telegram received through the company, Yixian used the excuse that something unexpected happened at the restaurant and it took time to deal with it, so he couldn't make it in time.

Just now, everyone kept silent about this so-called unexpected event.

Or maybe the one just now was undervalued?

In short, Huang Chen followed Yixian to the second floor, walked along the corridor to the innermost room, and went straight in.

"The room is a bit small, but it has been cleaned up in advance. If the commander minds, you can stay in Yixian's room." Yixian walked in front and gently turned on the light.

The light immediately drove away the darkness in the room. It was indeed not big, but it was clean and tidy. It was obviously cleaned in advance and did not look like a warehouse at all.

"The bathroom is at the end of the corridor, and here are the towels and toothbrushes." Yixian said directly to the table in front of him, then stepped out.

Huang Chen nodded, collected his thoughts, opened his suitcase, found some clothes to change into, hurried to the bathroom to wash his face, brush his teeth and take a shower, then returned to his room and fell asleep.

Silent all night.

The next morning, Huang Chen got up very early. He could still hear the chirping of birds outside the window. Countless fragments of memories flashed through his mind, but nothing was surprising.

He stood up and stretched, then slowly walked to the window and opened it. There was no one on the empty street, and the slightly cool air blowing in his face made him completely awake.

Huang Chen took a long breath, retracted his gaze and looked inside the house.

It would be fine if the room didn't look like a warehouse, but it also didn't look like it had been idle for a long time, which made him wonder if he had slept in another girl's room.

Then I noticed that the color of the wood of the window was different from that of the wall, and it was obviously installed later.

He immediately realized that Yixian and the others had been prepared for his arrival and had cleaned up the room in advance, just like the towels and toothbrushes.

So Yixian and the others are still prepared.

Huang Chen chuckled, shook his head and was about to go out when he suddenly heard a soft sound outside.

When I opened the door, I saw the cat that Haiqi was holding and playing with yesterday. Unlike Mutsu's black cat, this cat was much fatter, probably because it was brown and had a bit of the temperament of being more concerned about the overall situation.

But it was very brave and not afraid of Huang Chen at all. Instead, it stared at him and meowed. Then it fell to the ground and lay there, revealing the white fur on its chest and belly.

Huang Chen was not in a hurry to go out, so he just squatted at the door and petted the cat.

"Ah, the commander is awake."

Suddenly, a surprised voice came from the side. Huang Chen looked up and saw Haiqi squatting down with her skirt rolled up, stretching out a small hand to rub the cat's belly.

"It's cute, isn't it?" Haiqi said with a blink.

"Very cute, this is... um, the cat kept in the restaurant?" Huang Chen actually wanted to ask whether this was an ordinary cat or a ship-mounted pet, but he couldn't remember which girl in Donghuang had a cat in her ship-mounted pet.

"Commander, you really don't remember. This is the cat you gave to Zhenhai." Haiqi said.

Chapter 599 Huang Chen is not very optimistic about this

"Oh! I remember now."

Huang Chen suddenly realized that there was indeed an image of a cat in one of Zhenhai's portraits.

He paid the price of Red Tip to buy that portrait, and to the girls it looked like a gift from the commander to them.

Huang Chen looked down at the cat lying on the ground, being stroked by two hands, looking very happy. No wonder it wasn't afraid of people at all, it turned out to be a ship pet.

He suddenly thought of the panda in Pinghai Ninghai, and immediately reached out and pulled the cat's face.

The cat was startled, opened its mouth and meowed twice, scaring Huang Chen, then turned over and ran away.

Hai Qi looked at the cat running away and gave Huang Chen a helpless look, "Commander, what are you doing?"

"It's just a simple cat petting." Huang Chen explained somewhat awkwardly, but he knew in his heart that this cat was more realistic than the pandas in Pinghai and Ninghai.

To be specific, the two poor pandas were rubbed at will by the Ninghai sisters, and it didn't matter if they were made into all kinds of strange shapes.

But the cat just had its face pinched a little, cried out in pain, and then ran away.

"Hmph, Commander, now that you're up, come down and have dinner!" Hai Qi snorted, not wanting to talk to the commander, so he turned around and left.

Only then did Huang Chen realize that the girl was here to invite him to dinner.

But isn't this a bit too early?

He scratched his head, washed his face with a towel, and then went downstairs.

It was no different from last night. I moved the tables and chairs around to create a large open space in the middle, and then put two square tables together to form a long table.

But the table was empty, with few girls around, and even Haiqi, who had just called him, was gone.

Yixian placed the bowls and chopsticks on the table and looked at Huang Chen with some surprise. "Commander, you got up really early. Please sit down for a while. The food will be served soon."

"Okay." Huang Chen nodded, grabbed a stool and sat at the table. He watched Fushun lead the yawning Changchun and Taiyuan who was holding a book down the stairs, and then slowly sat down next to him.

"Not awake?"

"I'm just not very good at... waking up early." Changchun yawned again, shrank into the tiger hat of his brain, and lay on the table, staring at the gap in front of him in a daze.

"I don't like it...wasn't it like this before?" Huang Chen imitated the girl and lay on the table. "Besides, isn't this a big restaurant? Doesn't it serve breakfast?"

"Breakfast is served, but I usually help out in the kitchen in the afternoons," Changchun mumbled, as if he were chewing something. "Fushun insisted on waking me up, and he called Taiyuan as well."

Taiyuan was reading a book quietly at the side. He looked up when he heard this and said, "Sister Changchun sometimes goes to bed too late. She can't read that late."

"It's not like this every day." Changchun puffed his lips. "But Taiyuan, you must go to bed and get up early. Sleeping too late is not good for your health."

"So, there are many benefits to getting up early, like better air, and the early bird catches the worm!" Fushun said with a smile.

"The early bird catches the worm!" Changchun retorted.

"But if you get up early, you can always eat hot buns." Ning Hai came out of the kitchen with a few baskets of buns, placed them on the table, and looked at everyone. "Commander, have some buns first, but don't eat too much, there are good things to come!"

Huang Chen nodded, took the bun and started eating. However, Changchun still looked a little sleepy and stared at the steaming bun without moving.

"It's okay, it will be fine when we return to the port area." Huang Chen looked at the girl's stunned look and suddenly smiled.

"Yeah!" Changchun nodded. "Sister Fushun is just too excited today. She usually likes to sleep in."

"That's not called sleeping in, that's called recharging one's energy." Fushun said vaguely while biting a bun.

Huang Chen looked up to Fushun. He didn't expect that this port destroyer could actually speak idioms. He really should not be underestimated.

"But that's not what I meant."

He swallowed the bun in his mouth and spoke slowly.

Changchun raised his head and inexplicably felt something was wrong.

"There's a large lecture hall in the harbor now. All destroyers have to go there for classes. You need to get up early every day. You'll get good at getting up early."

After Huang Chen finished speaking, he looked at Changchun's confused and helpless expression, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

In fact, getting up early in the port area is not the same as getting up early in Changchun.

It's probably not seven o'clock yet, but the first class in the lecture hall is at half past eight.

And if you really can't get up, it's not a big problem to skip the first class, not to mention that if you can find something to do, it's okay even if you don't go to the lecture hall.

But Huang Chen deliberately didn't say it.

"Wait! Do we all have to go to class?" Fushun asked with wide eyes. She didn't even eat the buns, and stared at Huang Chen with her blue eyes.

"Both!" Huang Chen nodded.

"Is it just us? Where's Sister Anshan?"

"Maybe it is necessary?" Huang Chen said as if he was thinking.

"Where's Ninghai Pinghai?"

"They're not destroyers."

"Where are Haitian Haiqizhao and Yingrui?"

"They don't need it anymore."

Fushun's mouth twitched, and his brown-red twintails drooped down weakly. "It's not fair. There's obviously no point in getting up early..."

"What's wrong with Fushun?" Anshan brought out a plate of cold dishes, a plate of blanched lettuce and a plate of salad lettuce, and placed them on the table. He looked at Fushun with a bitter face and asked in surprise.

"Sister!" Fushun immediately found someone to cry to and rushed over to hug Anshan. "Sister, we all have to go to school from now on."

"Class...what class?" Anshan had water in his hands, so he could only helplessly hold them up in the air, letting his sister hold him like an octopus.

She looked around. Taiyuan looked normal, but Changchun, like Fushun, looked petrified. Only the commander stood nearby, his head lowered and trembling.

"commander?"

"Huh?" Huang Chen raised his head and couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Alright, Commander, stop bullying Fushun." Anshan said helplessly, "Fushun easily believes what others say, especially what the commander says."

"I understand." Huang Chen touched his nose, feeling a little ashamed for some reason.

"Commander, did you just lie to me?" Fushun suddenly regained his energy and looked at Huang Chen expectantly. Although Changchun was still lying on the table, he was more energetic than before and looked over with one eye.

"It can't be said to be completely nonsense." Huang Chen thought for a moment, "There are lecture halls, but there are still many things to discuss about the students in the classes."

He talked about it briefly, the main point being that you don’t have to get up early even if you are attending classes in a large lecture hall, and if you meet the conditions, you don’t have to attend classes.

When the two girls heard the previous topic, they didn't say anything.

But when they heard that there was a possibility that they would not be able to attend classes later, Fushun and Changchun immediately recovered and seemed very confident.

Although Huang Chen has repeatedly emphasized that this condition may be difficult to achieve.

But Fushun said it was a piece of cake, and Changchun also thought that this matter might be difficult, but not difficult for her.

Huang Chen is not very optimistic about this.

Chapter 600 Jewelry Store

Soon, Ning Hai, Ping Hai and the others came out of the kitchen again, carrying a variety of side dishes.

The staple food is simple porridge, but there are quite a few side dishes, such as fried peanuts, sour cowpea minced meat, smashed cucumber, pickled radish, and pickled soybeans.

There were also several baskets of steamed buns, with both vegetable and meat fillings, placed in small baskets and served on the table. There were also fried cakes, fried dough sticks, and so on.