The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 1605 Fishing Day (25)
Natasha blew into the hut swiftly and furiously like a whirlwind. Just as she was about to run up the stairs to the second floor, she saw Luo Ji, who had just come in with Gwen Spider-Man, holding a deck of cards in her hand. go upstairs.

"Luo Ji, wait a minute." Natasha quickly rushed over to stop Luo Ji, looked into her green eyes and said, "What are you doing up there?"

"Of course I went to find Gwen." Luo Ji shrugged, showed Natasha a look at the cards in her hand and said, "She promised me to teach me how to play this card before the food was ready, but she didn't even start I was called up by Schiller to revise the thesis."

"Uh, are you sure she's only here to revise the thesis?"

Luo Ji looked at Natasha with some doubts, then licked her lips, and said with a slightly disbelieving expression: "Natasha, aren't you? You just fell into Schiller's hands like this?"

"I... well, listen, Rocky, I know that Schiller is unlikely to attack minors, but you also know how wild this Miss Gwen is. I don't want her to be in Schiller's house. stayed too long."

Luo Ji took two steps back slowly, looked into Natasha's eyes, as if she had known her for the first time, before she could ask more, Natasha grabbed Luo Ji's arm and said: "You want to go up Look for her, right? Then hurry up, and it’s best to bring Gwen back here, so that Schiller can get rid of his hands and prepare food."

Luo Ji pursed her lips, looking a little puzzled, but in the end she shrugged and walked upstairs. After a while, she walked down with Gwen Spider-Man, and Gwen Spider-Man was still talking. complained.

"God, you've been a great help, Luo Ji, I almost thought he was going to eat me." After speaking, she giggled and put her arms around Luo Ji's shoulders, pulled her towards her, and smiled with white teeth Said: "This time we are good sisters who share weal and woe, let's go, I will teach you how to play cards."

Luo Ji was speechless, walked quickly to the sofa with her arms folded, and said: "There are more than 30 spelling mistakes in the [-]-word essay, and you are really good enough."

Natasha let out a long breath, but at this time Schiller came out of the room again, her eyes still fell on Gwen and Luo Ji, Natasha quickly rushed forward and separated them, revealing a With a fake smile, he said, "I just want to know how to play this game, do you mind teaching me?"

"You can't play German heart disease?!" Gwen Spiderman said with his eyes widened in surprise, "Am I the only party girl here?"

"I'm afraid it is, miss. You can't expect a female agent from the former Soviet Union to go to the crazy parties of the Yankees. Come on, tell me the rules, maybe we can work together to win."

Gwen Spider-Man immediately rolled his eyes and said, "Stop making trouble, this is not poker, there is no such thing as teaming up, simply speaking, this is a game of reflexes..."

Gwen Spider-Man gave Natasha and Rocky a brief introduction to the rules of the game of German Heart Disease. In short, each of the 56 cards has a different number of fruits printed on them, and everyone takes turns playing cards. Ring the bell as long as there are more than five of the same fruit on the table. It is the simplest party game.

Gwen Spider-Man showed a mysterious smile, waved the cards in his hand and said: "Sounds a bit naive, right? You guys can't think of any fun in it when you sit here, but after you actually play it, you can play it." will understand."

Natasha and Luo Ji were a little confused, so they thought that this deck of fruit cards with up to 56 cards would combine some very complicated rules, but they didn't expect it to be so simple, and it can't even be called simple, but rather mentally handicapped , Who can't count addition and subtraction within 5?

The two older women had question marks all over their heads. Apart from being puzzled, they were deeply worried about the IQ of Americans.

"I'm sure you don't feel the truth when I say this, why don't we try it." Gwen Spiderman pursed his lips and raised the corners of his mouth, and said with a smirk. Natasha and Luo Ji looked at each other and had to nod.

At this time, Schiller had already reached the bottom of the stairs, and Gwen Spiderman waved vigorously at him and said, "None of us know how to cook, so I'll leave dinner to you, we'll play here for a while, bye. "

Schiller shook his head, looking a little helpless, but still put his hands in the pockets of the windbreaker, and then walked out the door.

After Schiller left, Natasha breathed a sigh of relief. Anyway, she had caught Gwen Spider-Man and Rocky, and at this time, Gwen Spider-Man was already preparing to flop.

The three of them turned over the cards in turn. The first card had two prunes, and the second card had three bananas. Natasha hesitated for a moment, then remembered that the rule said that there must be five identical fruits, and then I took it back.

The fourth card has one lemon, and the fifth card has two lemons. Everyone took turns to make a circle but did not get enough five fruits. The process inevitably seemed a bit boring.

But when the sixth card was thrown out, five bananas suddenly appeared. Natasha hesitated for a moment, so she was slow, but Gwen Spiderman, who knew the rules better, and Rocky, who reacted faster, reached out to clap the bell at the same time.

Luo Ji's movement is still faster, of course, it is also possible that Gwen Spider-Man, who has a spider sensor, deliberately released the water. In short, Luo Ji's hand pressed the bell first, followed by Gwen Spider-Man's hand.

Originally this was a very normal movement, but Luo Ji's body froze suddenly, because she could feel Gwen Spider-Man's fingers touching the back of her hand suggestively, and drew an arc.

Gwen Spider-Man pretended nothing had happened and withdrew his hand. After a while, Luo Ji also slowly withdrew his hand. Then, in the next two rounds of games, Luo Ji, who is known for his cleverness in addition and subtraction within 5, Ji was not right.

This game for the mentally handicapped can no longer be mentally handicapped is all about "the knife is slow when the heart is disturbed". If you are playing with bad friends, it is easy to slap each other's hands red when you pat the bell. Then next time you want to grab the bell You have to think about it, don't miss the bell and get slapped by others.

But if you play with someone who is familiar but not too familiar, but who has a good impression of each other, the action of grabbing the bell, which may touch your hand, will appear a bit ambiguous, and may even become an opportunity for one party to take the initiative.

Natasha didn't have any physical contact with the two of them during the whole process. Either the cards she turned out were exactly five, so she rang the bell quickly, or she didn't react at all, and she didn't even stretch out her hand, so These few rounds of games she played lonely.

Then, Gwen Spider-Man took out the other props he bought, and began to explain to them the rules of truth or dare or roulette. In line with Natasha's taste, the female agent laughed from time to time in the room.

The atmosphere inside the hut is hot, and the outside is not bad. After the ladies left, the men with good cooking skills began to prepare sumptuous food for dinner, which can be roughly divided into meat processing area, fish processing area, and other staple food or vegetable processing areas.

The two Americans, Nick and Steve, are dealing with meat. The S.H.I.E.L.D. agent supermarket where Gwen Spider-Man went provides chilled fresh beef. The beef does not need to be thawed. Nick has already divided it into small pieces and marinated it with sauce. However, parts such as lamb chops and chicken wings are frozen and are being thawed aside.

Ivan brought over a pot of chopped colored peppers, Nick skewered the meat in the form of a piece of meat and a piece of colored pepper, and Steve hammered the steak on the cutting board made of tree rings on the other side, and the ground A good pepper is sprinkled over the surface of the steak.

Schiller handled the fish as always. This is actually the most difficult job among them. It is unavoidably dirty and tiring for ordinary people. After all, killing fish requires blood, scales, gills, and internal organs, and the processing speed must be fast. Otherwise, the fish will easily become stale.

But Schiele was able to extract a crisp beauty from this most mundane task, even with a kind of elegance like making art.

He took a water pipe from the house and placed it next to the largest circular chopping board, grabbed a fish from the water tank, slapped it on the chopping board with its tail, and made a bang. After the fish fainted, the blade was inserted into the fish precisely As for the gills, the gills are removed with a turn of the wrist.

Tap the boning knife in your hand on the chopping board, scrape off the fish scales two or three times, press the side of the fish on the chopping board, cut the tip of the knife along the belly line, raise the blade to scrape from top to bottom, and then press the blade down to From bottom to top, the internal organs slide along the blade onto the chopping board.

Raise the blade to scrape all unnecessary viscera, blood and water off the chopping board, then spread out the fish and use the tip of the knife to draw fine lines, which is easy to taste, and throw the fish tail onto the ice pile next to it, and then move on to the next one.

The whole process is not very fast, but Schiller's seriousness and concentration add a special charm to this whole series of actions.

Before he knew it, Charles and Eric, who were opposite him, just watched him handle the fish and forgot what they were doing.

"I bet he killed a lot of fish." Charles said with a sigh: "Maybe he was a young fisherman, and he may have lived in a coastal city for a long time."

Eric glanced at Charles blankly, and had nothing to say about the innocence of his old friend. He just stirred the water starch in his hand with a fork, and said, "You are completely wrong, both fishermen and fishmongers They pursue speed more, because that is their craft for making a living, and only when the efficiency is high enough can they make more money."

Charles turned his head to look at Eric, and Eric said while stirring the things in his hands: "Obviously, the occasions where Schiller will use the knife are not to provide him with means to make a living, but to make him enjoy spiritual pleasure, so the speed is not fast, but he is quite focused."

"He must have enjoyed it many times, each time slowly, gracefully, and with enjoyment, and then he took it all to heart and sublimated it into a unique art, tempering a distinctive temperament."

Eric's words echoed in Charles' ears, causing him to start thinking and recalling uncontrollably. When he raised his head and looked at Schiller opposite him, he could see a trace of youthfulness from the focused brow and forehead.

A hazy and misty light appeared in front of his eyes, his thoughts gradually drifted away, and connected with his special ability, a crack in the abyss was like a scar across the earth, Charles saw in a trance, a young man half kneeling in a pool of blood , holding a knife in his hand.

The young man was pressing down on something with his knees, and he could only see it when the blade approached downwards. It was a giant perch, which still had nerve reflexes, writhing and struggling under his body.

Charles couldn't help being attracted to take a closer look, and then, he saw no more, no less 24 ribs in the open wound.

In an instant, a storm of thought swept across the Americas.

(End of this chapter)