The slightly weird commander's ship girl tour

"I don't think I'll need it." Zhao He scratched his head. "It's not something that important. Let's see if I can get rid of it. If not, I can give it to someone else."

She touched her chin, and then seemed to remember something. She stood in front of the cabinet as if thinking, "Maybe Zhenhai will take her collection with her? In that case, I do have some things I want to take with me, like this painting."

"Then how many of these things are there?" Huang Chen keenly felt that something was wrong.

"These things...are there probably this many?" Zhao He pointed at the cabinet in front of him, indicating that the things were probably about the size of a cabinet.

Ying Rui reminded her, "Sister, don't forget. Haitian and Haiqi probably want to take something away too. And Ninghai and Pinghai, treat them as Anshan and Fushun."

"This...that's probably this much?"

Fushun heard this and pointed to the two cabinets next to him.

Huang Chen swallowed his saliva. Don't underestimate the three cabinets that the girl pointed to. As cabinets in this room full of miscellaneous items, they are obviously superior to ordinary cabinets.

At least in terms of volume, it is far beyond the reach of ordinary cabinets.

The contents of the three cabinets could probably fill half of a dump truck.

"Too many." Huang Chen said.

"Too much? It's not a big deal if I take a little less." Zhao He scratched his head, his attitude rather casual. These things were neither important nor unimportant. They might have special meaning, but in front of the commander, they were just that.

"That's not the case." Huang Chen shook his head. "All I can say is that when we return this time, we have to think of other solutions..."

He lowered his head. Given the size of Unit 2, if Yixian and the others were to stay there for a few days, there shouldn't be any problem. But if they were to carry so much luggage, that wouldn't be possible.

"Let's go back. It's still early." Zhao He scratched his head and looked at Ying Rui for approval, but the latter just smiled and said, "Of course the commander has a long-term vision."

"Are you saying I'm short-sighted?"

"hehe."

"Ying Rui, you're really...going too far!"

Huang Chen was at a loss for words. He comforted the two girls and changed the topic to what to eat for lunch. At least he managed to stop the girls from fighting.

As for the options when going back, it is indeed as Zhaohe said. It is still early. Whether it is renting a boat or contacting a specialized logistics company, there will always be a way.

There is no need to rush now. I can discuss it with Yixian Zhenhai and the others when the time comes to determine how much luggage we have, so that we can decide on the method to use.

Although they visited the jewelry store for a while, the morning had just begun and it was only a little after nine o'clock, so Huang Chen strolled around other places, following Zhao and Ying Rui, and visited the entire restaurant except for the girls' rooms.

In fact, he almost visited it. At that time, Zhao He was talking to the commander, and Ying Rui was leading the way in front and almost entered Zhao He's room.

But in the end, Zhaohe keenly noticed that something was wrong and successfully stopped it.

Although it is called a big restaurant, it is actually not that big, with only two floors. It is worth mentioning that there is a terrace on the roof, which can be reached from the second floor.

When Huang Chen went there, he happened to find Fushun studying glass balls. He didn't know where the girl got them from.

Then the morning passed in a hurry.

Lunch was a simple meal, mainly cooked by Anshan, with Haitian and Haiqi helping in the kitchen. The food tasted quite good. Although there were only a few dishes, they were all very appetizing. Huang Chen ate three bowls of rice.

Yixian and the others didn't come back until after three in the afternoon, carrying several bulging bags of things.

"Why buy so much?" Huang Chen took a casual look and recognized that the bags were full of food, from vegetables to meat, from things running on the ground to things swimming in the water, from cheap to expensive, filling up several large bags.

Huang Chen even suspected that the girls had cleared out several vegetable vendors.

"It's not much, it's just a bit rich." Yixian smiled lightly, "Whatever the Commander wants to eat tonight, Yixian can try to make it."

"You decide. Just cook what you are good at. Yixian likes everything he cooks." Huang Chen walked forward and was about to help Yixian carry the things, but he saw Ning Hai, Pinghai and the others following behind.

Suddenly, I felt that this might be unfair, so I could only stand aside with my hands folded. "Well, how did the discussion go?"

Before Yixian could say anything, Harbin suddenly laughed out loud, "Old Huang, you have to thank me for this."

"What's wrong? Did something unpleasant really happen?" Huang Chen frowned, and the scene of the Harbin vs. Two-faced Man suddenly emerged in his mind - isn't it two-faced if you bargain for things?

"Oh, not really." Harbin clucked his tongue regretfully. "I just ran into a friend of mine who happened to want to open a restaurant, and then... we just hit it off!"

The girl raised her hands as she spoke, but because she was holding something in her hands, they were shaking and looked particularly funny.

"This is good news." Huang Chen was surprised. It was not easy to sell this restaurant. Yixian had been busy for a long time but had no idea where to sell it. He did not expect that Harbin would solve the problem as soon as he stepped in.

"You are indeed a great contributor. I'll give you an extra bowl of rice later." Huang Chen patted his watch and said.

"Just a bowl of rice? Aren't you too stingy?" Harbin's eyes widened. "That rice wasn't cooked by you. It was steamed by Yixian."

"Yixian is my ship girl, so it's almost the same. What else can I do? How about I give you the whole red flower?" Huang Chen was also a little embarrassed.

He really didn't know what to do. After all, Harbin wasn't his shipgirl, so his familiar methods wouldn't work. So how could he thank her in this situation? Treat her to a meal? Buy her a gift? That would be too awkward, wouldn't it?

"Little red flowers?" Harbin was stunned, his face strange. "Then let's use little red flowers, but don't use the little red flowers made in Fushun to fool me."

"Fushun also makes little red flowers?" Huang Chen was surprised, but since Harbin agreed, then let's prepare little red flowers. At worst, we can prepare more when the time comes.

He nodded, then suddenly remembered something and looked at Yixian, "When will the restaurant be handed over?"

"Handover... there's no rush over there. We can just move out within a month." Yixian slowed down, his tone hesitant. "Commander, what you mean is..."

"Nothing." Huang Chen smiled. "I'm afraid the time is too short and I won't be able to celebrate Mid-Autumn Festival in time."

Chapter 603 This restaurant is not delicious

Since the business of the big restaurant had been settled, the following days were more leisurely.

At first, everyone was a little uncomfortable. Huang Chen saw Yixian wandering back and forth in the hall and kitchen several times, doing nothing. Anshan also ran from the second floor to the first floor, and then from the first floor to the second floor like a ghost.

Ninghai Pinghai would often go back and forth to fiddle with the steamer in the kitchen, and Zhao and Yingrui would often sit on the chairs in the hall in a daze.

In short, it's like a senior high school student who inexplicably got a half-day vacation with nothing to do.

But people are all relaxed, and soon everyone got used to the slower routine.

I get up at seven or eight o'clock every day, have a simple breakfast, and time flies by until noon.

In the afternoon, I might clean up my room, or go out to the park for a picnic. Sometimes I also eat something from other restaurants in the food street outside, such as hot pot or stir-fried dishes.

Then evening came, and so the day passed.

It's ordinary, but life is good when it's ordinary. If all kinds of weird things happen every day, it's not life.

It was another morning. Huang Chen was lying in bed, listening to the squeaking and shaking sound of the old electric fan in the corner of the room. He felt a little irritated, but was too lazy to get up and turn it off.

It was a scorching July. But the weather was still hot. Not only did the big restaurant not have air conditioning, but the girls didn't even need electric fans.

Huang Chen slept quickly on the first day and didn't feel anything. On the second day, he tossed and turned in bed and couldn't fall asleep, only to find that the weather was still a bit hot and humid.

Fortunately, Harbin found an old electric fan from somewhere, which solved Huang Chen’s urgent problem.

However, this fan is really too old. Not only is the wind not strong, but it is also very noisy. If you are far away, you can't feel the wind, but if you are close, it feels like listening to a heavy metal symphony.

In the end, I could only put it in the corner of the room, which was better than nothing.

Tuk-tuk-tuk.

There was a crisp knock on the door, followed by Haiqi's lively voice.

"Commander, get up and eat!"

"I got it!" Huang Chen hummed while lying on the bed, without moving.

After an unknown amount of time, footsteps were heard outside the door again, and at the same time, a soft voice sounded, "Commander, are you awake?"

"Wake up." Huang Chen let out a long breath and sat up from the bed. "I know, I know. I'll be right out."

"Well, I prepared some noodle soup this morning. I cooked the chicken soup base overnight, and it won't taste good if it clumps together."

"Yeah!" Huang Chen nodded, and lay down on the bed for a while before slowly getting up, taking out his toothbrush and towel to wash up.

He has witnessed Yixian's cooking skills in the past few days. The girl may be bored, so she puts all her energy into the kitchen. These days, whenever they eat in the restaurant, Yixian will be the chef.

I won't say much about the taste, and as if they were afraid Huang Chen would get tired of it, they kept changing up the dishes. Huang Chen had been here for so many days, and he had never repeated a single meal or snack.

After washing up, he walked into the hall. The girls were already gathered at the long table. Fushun looked up and chuckled, "The Commander is getting up later and later every day."

"Don't talk while eating." Anshan glared at the girl.

Fushun shrank his neck and continued to concentrate on the bowl of soup in front of him.

Huang Chen found it a little funny and was about to say something when he smelled a fresh and fragrant smell. He swallowed and suddenly didn't want to say anything. He walked to the table, picked up his bowl and started eating.

Soon the whole bowl of noodle soup was eaten up without leaving any residue.

It looks simple, but it's packed with so much. Normally, the noodles are either bland and you have to eat them with just the soup. Or the soup is too salty, leaving you with a large bowl of soup after finishing the noodles.

But the noodles at Yixian are really good. The noodles are full of flavor and the soup base is neither salty nor bland. Although there is no chicken, your mouth is full of the rich taste of chicken soup.

Huang Chen couldn't help but ask for another big bowl.

In fact, his appetite has been noticeably larger these past two days. Although it has been less than ten days, he already feels like he has gained ten pounds.

After breakfast, Huang Chen helped to clean up the dishes. When he came out of the kitchen, he saw Yixian had changed his clothes and looked like he was going out.

"Is the Commander going?"

"Where to go?"

"KanColle Headquarters." Yixian leaned against the door and looked at the things in his bag. "Everyone's luggage is almost packed. Let's go check the logistics."

Huang Chen nodded.

After several days of discussion, we finally decided to send the bulky and difficult-to-carry items back via logistics. Then we all went to squeeze onto the second plane.

Although Unit 2 only has three rooms, it’s actually not a big problem.

Sleeping at night can be a bit crowded, with four or five people sleeping in one room. During the day, staying on the deck or the bridge is a bit cramped, but it's not bad.

After all, renting a boat is troublesome. You have to go back and forth, or you have to trouble someone to make two more trips, or you have to hire a driver, but you are not used to having many strangers along the way.

Or we could take a ferry, but the ferry only goes to area C1, and it would take another day to get back to the island. At the same time, if we take the ferry, we would have to ask a few girls to drive the No. machine back, which is also troublesome.

So after much deliberation, we finally decided to send our luggage to the logistics company so that we can all squeeze in together.

Only the KanColle headquarters can deliver the logistics to the small island in the port area.

"You packed up so quickly?" Huang Chen was a little surprised. "I remember seeing Zhao He packing up things in the jewelry store yesterday, and Fushun seemed to have a lot of things as well."

"But we've already roughly determined how many there are. There are a few stews for lunch today, and they're already simmering on the stove. I have nothing else to do, so I decided to go ask first," Yixian explained. "Commander, are you going?"

Huang Chen thought about it, and remembered that he had only paid for half a month's parking space for Unit 2 and had to renew it. He also remembered that the recruitment advertisement he had prepared before had not been sent out yet, and he really needed to go to the KanColle headquarters, so he nodded immediately.

She returned to the room and took the advertising leaflets she had prepared earlier, said hello to the other girls, and then went out with Yixian.

Because it was morning, the food street was quite quiet. After living there for so long, Huang Chen roughly understood the pattern of this street. It started to wake up at lunch time and became the busiest time of the day at dinner time.

However, there are still a few cake shops open at the corner of the street, and bulk mooncakes have appeared on the counters.

Yixian chuckled at the side, "Commander, what kind of filling do you like? I'll make it for you when the time comes. This mooncake isn't very tasty."

Huang Chen had a strange expression on his face. For some reason, when Yixian said this, it reminded him of when he was a child, he went shopping with his parents.

They always say they will make it for you when they get home, and the ones they sell don’t taste good.

But since Yixian said it’s not tasty, then it must be really not tasty.

Huang Chen nodded, "As long as it's not stuffed with five nuts, I like to eat it."

Chapter 604 It’s you again

"Commander, don't you like Wu Ren mooncakes?" Yi Xian blinked, looked at the cars on the roadside, and moved closer to the sidewalk. "Actually, Wu Ren mooncakes are delicious and the most classic mooncake. I used to make them every year, and Ning Hai and the others loved them."

"No way?" Huang Chen was a little stunned. "What's so delicious about five-nut mooncakes? They're too sweet and hard like bricks. The nuts are dry and hard, and the green and red silk tastes weird."

As he spoke, he seemed to recall the mooncakes he ate during the Mid-Autumn Festival when he was a child. Although the five-nut mooncakes were not delicious, they were indeed cheap. He remembered that the five-nut mooncakes wrapped in oil paper that his family often bought had the five-nut filling.

But later I had enough money to buy mooncakes myself, mostly with lotus and egg yolk fillings, or red bean paste fillings.

"Sweet and hard?" Yixian was stunned, then chuckled. "Maybe different places make them differently. Regardless of how it tastes elsewhere, Commander, you can look forward to Yixian's five-nut mooncakes."

Huang Chen nodded. That’s right. Yixian’s craftsmanship can be trusted no matter what.

The girl chuckled and leaned further into the sidewalk. "Actually, besides the different fillings, mooncakes also come in many different types of wrappers, like oily and crispy. They all taste great, though."

Huang Chen nodded, feeling somewhat puzzled. He wondered if it was his illusion. Why did he feel that he was getting closer and closer to the shop on the roadside?

We were almost walking into the store, but when we just left the house, Yixian and I were standing in the middle of the sidewalk.

I walked out of the food street and went to a crowded intersection outside. I took a taxi and arrived at the back of the Kancolle headquarters in just a few minutes.

"I feel like all the KanColle headquarters are the same."