The Old Man and the Mermaid

It's not that Mr. Mermaid has never been in contact with human food in his previous life. He just rarely had the opportunity to taste these delicacies, but occasionally he was able to find corresponding purchase channels—such as the small shop where he used to buy alcohol.Likewise, he has tasted fruit by chance many times.

These fruits come from the land, and there is a considerable difference in taste from the plants in the sea, and may even be completely unsuitable for his mouth and taste system, but after he has tasted it a few times, he can still accept it, and even realize The beauty of these flavors.

...but this apple is indeed a bit too sour.

Mr. Mermaid looked at the bitten apple in his hand with a complicated expression, and then glanced at Aigre who was staring at him.

He doesn't quite know why, but he guesses that his own taste system is somewhat different from that of humans.

Aigre also seemed to have discerned some problems from Mr. Mermaid's expression, which made him feel a little embarrassed again, "Well... don't you like this taste? If it has an impact on your taste, I feel very sorry."

The mermaid looked at Aigre with an apologetic and slightly puzzled expression, not quite sure how to express his thoughts, so he organized his words and simply wrote down a sentence on the paper: We are sorry Taste perception should be different.

"Taste?" Aigre was a little surprised, he carefully observed Mr. Mermaid's expression, and asked hesitantly: "It seems that this thing may not suit your taste... Well, if you don't mind, can you give it to me?" ?”

Mr. Mermaid nodded, and handed the apple in his hand to Eigre.

Aigre took the apple, picked it up and took a bite. While carefully distinguishing the sweet and sour taste full of fruity fragrance, he frowned and said: "It's really not a single problem. This is the same as the one I've eaten before. The apple tastes almost the same, although it is a bit sour, but it shouldn’t have any strange taste...Does Mr. Mermaid think it sounds sour? Or is it bitter?"

The mermaid stopped moving the pen and wrote on the paper: acid.

Aigre did not continue immediately, but frowned slightly and looked at the apple in his hand, thinking about the latest news.

Mr. Mermaid didn't intend to bother the young man who was deep in thought—he was thinking about the incident that Aigre directly bit into the gap he made on the apple just now.

He doesn't quite know Aigre's views on this aspect, but in the traditions and habits of the mermaid tribe, every member of the tribe has a strong sense of territory and possession, and only the closest family members will be unscrupulous about eating together. What to do - because without permission, touching the food of the mermaids is tantamount to breaking off the scales on their bodies.

But the reason why Mr. Yu is still relaxed is that he doesn't dislike Aigre's approach.

Otherwise, this would become a very dangerous thing—even if it wasn't his favorite food.

"This may be another difference between us." After thinking for a while, Aigre looked back at the mermaid and explained, and took another bite of the apple in his hand, "Our taste system may be the same as The vocal system is the same, although we do have the same organs, but the functions of the organs may be different... But the previous few lunches and dinners, you don't seem to hate those smells too much?"

The mermaid didn't answer him, but looked intently into his eyes, and at the same time kept spinning the pen in his palm.

Aigre was stunned for a moment and asked, "What's wrong?"

This kind of unreasonable staring does seem impolite.Mr. Mermaid looked away after thinking about it, then smiled at Eigre, and wrote on the paper: Maybe it's just the difference in sour taste.

Aigre still felt that the atmosphere at this time was a little bit wrong, but he still didn't ask any more questions, but nodded and said: "In this case, next time I will try to avoid sour ingredients... and spicy ingredients ——I'll go get you something to eat first, it's not good to be hungry at lunch time."

This sentence made Mr. Fish inevitably think of the chili from the previous dinner.That taste can be regarded as the weirdest taste that Mr. Mermaid has ever tasted so far. If you use words to describe it with a little exaggeration, it can be said that it is a bit like holding a piece of red-hot coal in your mouth.

This also made him sound the torture recorded in some human historical documents at the same time.

However, he knows that most human beings have absolutely no tendency to masochistic—maybe they really love the stimulation of the special taste of chili.

After thinking for a while, Mr. Mermaid temporarily put the strange emotion in his heart, and continued his translation work with peace of mind, while waiting for Aigre to prepare a brand new lunch for him.

Aigre still didn't stop thinking after he walked into the small kitchen.He prepared various ingredients step by step, while thinking about the meaning of Mr. Mermaid's eyes just now.

He could guarantee that Mr. Mermaid looked at him with absolutely no malice, that kind of eyes were still gentle and full of trust, but he just felt a little strange.

He didn't want to deliberately speculate on these things, but at the same time, he absolutely didn't want to lose Mr. Mermaid as a friend, so in the process of communication, his behavior and even his language expressions had undergone many times of thinking and filtering.

Aigre's social circle can be regarded as narrow. Among these few friends, Mr. Mermaid is the one who makes him feel kind and happy the most.

Since it has been a long time since noon, Egre was also worried that Mr. Mermaid would be really hungry, so he didn't prepare particularly complicated food, but simply made a delicious and plentiful noodles With instant bisque.

"This is a common practice in some countries in the southeastern region." Aigre explained while putting the plate of food in front of Mr. Mermaid, "The taste is not particularly strong, I think you should like it. For thick soup, I I just bought it from the town two days ago, it is said to be a relatively healthy formula, I think the taste is not bad, you can try it first."

Mr. Mermaid nodded, handed the newly written papers to Aigre again, and wrote at the same time: You can ask me anytime.

"The speed is really fast." Egrele sighed softly, "I hope that my speed of learning the mermaid language can also be considered fast. I really look forward to the day when I can talk directly with Mr. Fish."

I am also looking forward to it.Mr. Mermaid wrote this last sentence on the paper, then turned his head, letting the fork replace the pen he was holding tightly in his hand.

Aigre sorted out the messy papers, and then read carefully from the first one. After reading a few lines, he raised his eyes and looked at Mr. Mermaid for a while before lowering his head again.

What I have to admit is that after he has the idea of ​​writing, he might be able to use hundreds of thousands of words to describe just the appearance of the gentleman in front of him.

However, compared to the beautiful and handsome appearance, Mr. Mermaid's character and expression often attract his attention more.While thinking this way, Aigre took a sip of water from the teacup on the side, and finally began to calm down and study this material about a brand new language.