The High-Tech Commander of KanColle

No, you make me look like a clown.

I originally wanted to help coax the child, but ended up flattering the wrong person.

When I looked back, I realized that the clown was actually me?

Anyway, Essex's pupils were shaking. She had never been so socially dead before.

Soon, a morning passed.

As we all know, fishermen, apart from the self-proclaimed slogan of "never coming up empty-handed",

There is only one generally accepted statement.

That is, besides fish, fishermen can catch all kinds of outrageous things.

Let’s take stock of the harvest of veteran angler Egil.

First of all, fish and other seafood.

There is not a single one, but they are not the Air Force.

Well, there were shark-proof nets from the port, abandoned mines, shoes, plastic bags, small jewelry, and even a box of gold coins that were caught.

Although everyone says Egil is powerful, this box of gold coins is already very heavy.

But Egil was very unhappy.

No, these gold coins and treasure chests can be fished up by myself...

Where's the fish?

I just want a fish, why is it so difficult!

Egil wanted to cry.

The ship girls were having a heated discussion and seemed happy for Egil.

Ren Anhe could understand Egil's feelings very well, so he lent his chest to Egil.

Egil hugged Ren Anhe around the waist and buried his face in Ren Anhe's chest.

"Hmm, hmm..."

Not knowing whether the sound was crying or something else, Ren Anhe could only hug Egil and comfort him in a low voice.

…………

Egil chose to fight again, and Ren Anhe could only accompany him.

The little guys returned to the city.

Fishing, just a little experience is enough.

After lunch, there are afternoon activities.

Xiao Beifa was very considerate and asked Ren Anhe if he needed help or to prepare lunch.

But Ren Anhe said that he had taken care of the baby and there was no need to worry, so let Xiao Beifa have fun.

So little Beifa went away happily with his little friends.

"What do you want to eat for lunch?"

asked Small Business.

She was really tired and hungry.

Mainly because of his two sisters, Essex and Vesta.

They were really too enthusiastic, and I finally managed to send them away...

Tired.

"Well, what do you guys think?"

Xiao Akagi felt that as the "boss", he should fully promote this democratic spirit.

Xiao Tiancheng thought for a while and said, "Well, I think that Prince Eugen is there with Iron Blood, and Sister Beifa is also there with the Royal Family... I'm not sure about Donghuang."

There are only a few restaurants that cook the most delicious food at noon.

So the choice is very small.

"Let's go to Donghuang and have a look. It seems that I haven't tasted the cooking skills of the sisters from Donghuang yet."

Xiao Akagi seemed a little excited.

Binjiang:?

Xiao Tiancheng thought for a moment and said, "That's fine. After all, the commander is from Donghuang. He should eat the most authentic Donghuang dishes."

"But, haven't you eaten Donghuang's dishes before? Both the Commander and Beifa have cooked them for us."

Tashkent was somewhat puzzled.

Then Xiaoqiye actually said seriously: "This is what you don't understand, right? Authentic Donghuang dishes should be made in Donghuang territory with Donghuang ingredients, and then made by Donghuang's shipgirls."

Tashkent opened his mouth, but finally closed it.

On it.

Okay, what you said makes sense.

…………

The stores used by each camp are basically vacant stores in the port area.

So it is quite simple to create, as long as it does not feel like a rough-finished house.

It is said that the royal family spent a lot of money to hire a group of decoration teams, and then worked overnight.

The environment is also the best among the several camps.

To put it in simple terms, your decoration environment can't even compare to mine, so why are you competing with me?

But she seemed to have forgotten that this friendly match had to take into account the cost.

In other words, others may have already started to make profits, but you, the Royal Company, are still paying off your debts.

However, Donghuang's style is unique. He used this simple style to make the rough house look like a secluded and elegant place.

Coupled with the unique feeling of fireworks, people feel as if they are in the world of martial arts.

After all, today is the first day, and there are many projects outside, so there are relatively few people eating.

Therefore, there were many empty seats, and the little ones directly chose a big table to sit down and then looked at the menu.

Well, the menu is very simple, just pictures, names and prices.

Looking at the dishes that were enough to make one drool just by their appearance, the little ones were also in a dilemma.

"Well, how should I order this?"

Small businesses have so many choices that they don’t know what to choose.

Xiao Akagi looked at the menu with horror, as if he had seen something terrible.

"No, no, is Donghuang so scary? Fuqi Feipian! Are they just cutting the husband and wife apart?!"

Could it be that the kitchen is full of humans, and ordering a dish kills a person? !

Kill the living first?

But they are KanColle, not Hannibal!

Xiao Tiancheng only felt that his blood pressure suddenly rose.

How come my sister is so uneducated?

Xiao Tiancheng said unhappily: "Can you open your eyes and take a look? What kind of murder is this? And are you not paying attention in class?"

"You don't know the story behind the dish called Fuqi Feipian."

"This is not husband and wife's lung, but poultry, understand?"

As Xiao Tiancheng spoke, he became angrier and angrier. He took out a large paper fan from his arms and hit Xiao Chicheng hard on the head.

"Stop hitting, stop hitting. If you continue to hit the child, he will become stupid..."

Xiao Akagi held his head and crouched down to defend.

Just when the little cuties were in trouble, someone finally came to the rescue riding on a colorful cloud.

"Hey, are you just a few? Where's your sister?"

Binjiang was not wearing his usual training clothes or Taoist robes, but instead was wearing a black cheongsam.

Revealing the smooth and slender calves.

The slim-fitting cheongsam perfectly brings out Binjiang's tight and hot body from her martial arts training, making the little guys look at her with envy.

"Sister Binjiang, why are you here?"

Little Beifa asked curiously.

"Donghuang is short of people, and I can't play all the time. It would be boring if I did that, so I decided to find something to do, such as being a waiter and a pastry chef."

Binjiang felt that he should still thank his commander for making something very convenient. It would be a bit rude for him to make flour in the kitchen and then come out to work as a waiter.

But with a slight move from his commander, that convenient thing could help him clean it up with just one click. He had just finished the work on the white case, and now he couldn't see any sign of it at all.

No flour on hands.

"Master Bai'an?"

The little ones were a little confused, what was this?

"It's a pastry chef. Because they use flour and other things, the table is white, so it's called a white case. Isn't it very descriptive?"

Binjiang explained.

The little ones understood and learned some useful knowledge.

"By the way, what would you like to order? I'll make it for you."

Binjiang said.

"But, Sister Binjiang, we just don't know how to order. Why are there so many varieties..."

Binjiang thought for a moment and said, "Well, I'll just help you order. Don't worry, I know your tastes. I guarantee that they will be Donghuang's specialty dishes and the flavors you like!"

"Oh! Long live Sister Binjiang!"

293. Little Akagi fell again (crying voice)

Holding the menu in his hand, Binjiang came to the kitchen.

There are two ship girls busy here, and they seem to be twins.

One of them was wearing a purple cheongsam with a Donghuang-style apron in front, and her bright long hair was tied into a bun on top of her head to make cooking easier.

The other one was wearing a red cheongsam and looked a little dull, and her figure was not as good as the former.

This should be the cook for my sisters.

Seeing Binjiang coming, the ship girl with a better figure said:

"Binjiang, what's up? Another customer? Are you ordering?"

Binjiang said, "Ah, it's our little guys in the port area. They don't know how to order, so I took a look. Anyway, the menu is here, so let's do it."

"Let me see... squirrel mandarin fish, sweet and sour pork, corn pancakes... these are all sweet dishes.

Oh no, there are some Sichuan dishes here..."

The well-built shipgirl muttered.

"How is it? Can you do it, Ninghai?" Binjiang asked.

Ning Hai patted his chest confidently and assured:

"Who do you think I am? I'm Ninghai from Donghuang. Western Zhejiang cuisine is a piece of cake for me."

"only……"

Ning Hai's tone was a little hesitant: "Are you sure these children can eat Sichuan food?"

"Well, put less chili. After all, they said that if they want to try Donghuang's food, Sichuan cuisine is definitely indispensable."