The rabbit on the white beard ship of the pirate

Chapter 188 Gabriel Ready to Cook Alone
Time has passed in a flash.

Gabriel, who was lying on the bed, gradually woke up.

Lying on the bed, Gabriel couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, he didn't eat a lot of black pork and Xin Jicao this time.

otherwise……

Thinking of the consequences, Gabriel couldn't help but shudder.

For the sake of his own life, it seems that Mihawk's food should be eaten less in the future.

Gabriel woke up and got up immediately, and now he has been lying in bed all day.

By this time he was even hungrier.

Now Gabriel plans to go to the kitchen to get some food by himself.

Gabriel got up and planned to go to the kitchen, but his expression froze when he saw Mihawk lying on the side.

Did he eat it too?

Thinking of the consequences of black pork and Xin Jicao, Gabriel hurried over to check.

He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief after finding out that Mihawk was just asleep.

It seems that this guy is not life-threatening.

Gabriel checked Mihawk's situation, and Mihawk felt a little uncomfortable sleeping on the table.

Rubbing his sleepy eyes, he yawned and got up.

Standing up and looking at Gabriel standing in front of him, Mihawk couldn't help but feel happy.

Gabriel startled him when he just fell into a coma.

In order to wake up Gabriel, Mihawk used many methods at the beginning.

For example, apply a water bag to the forehead, and apply an ice pack to the forehead.

Another example is the emergency method of choking someone in an emergency.

Mihawk kept trying and Gabriel still didn't wake up.

Mihawk, who had no choice but to adopt the most practical method, guarded by the bed and took care of Gabriel.

Once there is something abnormal in Gabriel, he can deal with it immediately,

After guarding for a whole day now, seeing that Gabriel is fine, Mihawk couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Mihawk got up and looked at him, and Gabriel also looked at Mihawk.

Looking at the sleepy Mihawk, Gabriel couldn't help asking about the situation of the soup yesterday.

When it comes to this soup, Mihawk is embarrassed.

He also tasted the soup after his sense of taste recovered yesterday.

Thinking of the taste of that soup now, Mihawk burst into tears.

It was just a mouthful of soup yesterday, and Mihawk vomited it up.

Until now, he has eaten such unpalatable food.

Not only the condiments were misplaced, but even the dishes were messed up.

After the dish is muddled, there is also an unpalatable taste.

Now every time he thinks of this taste, Mihawk feels nauseated.

It seems that he has no talent for cooking.

Mihawk recalled the taste of yesterday for a while.

Gabriel looked at Mihawk with a serious face.

This problem is no longer just a problem of Mihawk's craftsmanship.

Eating that thing is fatal, so Gabriel needs to figure it out.

Although Mihawk didn't want to answer this question, under Gabriel's repeated questioning, Mihawk finally admitted.

He didn't take a sip of the soup yesterday.

But speaking of this question, Mihawk started to quibble again.

He didn't give Gabriel such an unpalatable soup on purpose.

In fact, when he was looking for condiments, there was a problem with his taste buds, so he didn't taste it.

That's why he was able to confuse salt with sugar.

Mihawk kept arguing, but Gabriel ignored it.

Now all it takes is to hear that Mihawk didn't drink the soup.

After Gabriel figured out what happened to Mihawk, he immediately planned to go to the kitchen to get some food.

Just as Gabriel was preparing, Mihawk directly blocked Gabriel's pace.

"Now that you are a wounded person, let me do the cooking." Mihawk stopped Gabriel and said.

Now Gabriel is the wounded and he is the caregiver.

As a caregiver, there is no reason for the wounded to provide food.

"Uh...here, let me do it." Hearing what Mihawk said, the black line on Gabriel's forehead kept pulling down.

It’s fine if Mihawk can actually make food, and he doesn’t want to compete with Mihawk.

But thinking about Mihawk's level, Gabriel shook his head and sighed.

Other people's cooking stays at the level of whether it is delicious or not.

But Mihawk's cooking is still at the level of being able to eat or not.

With such a standard, how dare Gabriel trust Mihawk to cook the meal.

"But, you are wounded..."

"Don't worry, I'm just physically injured, my hands are still good, and cooking is still a problem."

Mihawk wanted to persuade, but Gabriel shook his head to stop him.

If you really want Mihawk to continue, let alone whether his injury will heal.

At the level of Mihawk, Gabriel ate the food made by Mihawk, and it is unknown whether he can survive tomorrow.

"But……"

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

Gabriel patted Mihawk on the shoulder and prepared to go down to cook.

Mihawk looked at Gabriel's appearance, but was troubled for a while.

Logically speaking, Gabriel is the wounded, so he shouldn't let Gabriel cook.

Just thinking of the meals he made, Mihawk couldn't help but smile wryly.

Even the food I cook myself is disgusting and unpalatable.

How can Gabriel, a wounded man, eat such a level of food?

Thinking of his own level, and thinking of Gabriel's level, Mihawk finally agreed to Gabriel's cooking.

With Mihawk not stopping, Gabriel also came to the kitchen smoothly.

It's okay not to look at it when you come to the kitchen, but it's really shocking to see it.

Mihawk cooks, which is not cooking at all.

This can be directly changed to research.

The whole kitchen was messed up by Mihawk.

The refrigerator was not covered tightly, and there was a gap visible to the naked eye.

The cutting board was covered with meat and vegetable residues, and Gabriel couldn't help sighing when he saw it.

This was not what bothered Gabriel the most.

The thing that bothered Gabriel the most was the pot he had carefully selected.

Under Mihawk's careful stewing, the whole pot was burnt for some reason.

Even if the food has been cooked for a day, the smell of burning on the pot can still be clearly smelled.

The pot is like this, and the stove is not easy.

The entire stove is also in a mess, without its original appearance.

The clean and hygienic kitchen once tidied up by Gabriel was almost blown up under the operation of Mihawk's meal.

Looking at this appearance, Gabriel's forehead couldn't help being in the shape of a well.

How did that Mihawk guy make a living?

Although I really want to get angry, I consider that Mihawk cooks for himself.

Gabriel finally turned his anger into a sigh.

Sure enough, Mihawk shouldn't be in the kitchen.

After a soft sigh, Gabriel began to tidy up the kitchen.

Although because of the wound, cleaning is a bit painful.

But with Gabriel's careful handling, he gradually adapted to this rhythm.

Soon under Gabriel's cleaning, the kitchen was cleaned up.

Looking at the clean kitchen, even Gabriel couldn't help but nodded.

Sure enough, a clean kitchen is more motivating.

The kitchen was cleaned, and Gabriel was ready for the next step of cooking.

(End of this chapter)