[Pirates] 800 days of eating poor eagle eyes

Today's lunch is barbecue.

Because Hawkeye was busy weeding and catching insects in the field, he had no time to watch the fire, and he couldn't count on Perona, so he whittled a wooden waterwheel and propped it on the stream.In the middle of the creek, stones are piled up to form a dry table, and enough firewood is filled to light the fire. The stream water rotates the wood chips of the waterwheel, and by the way, the meat worn on the wooden sticks in the middle can be smoked evenly.

Unexpectedly, this never-before-seen thing attracted Perona's attention. She rarely offered to help brush honey and seasoning, and play with the waterwheel by the way.

After being smoky for a whole noon, Perona still didn't think it was enough, so she proposed to prepare today's dinner by her.

The dish is grilled fish. Of course, the waterwheel will be lent to her.

Hawkeye agreed, and swiftly swung a knife to chop a few live fish for her from the lake.

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"How is it? Is it delicious?" Perona put the grilled fish on the table, without blinking her round eyes, looking at them expectantly.

She figured out the pattern after roasting several pieces, and now the results are all charred on the outside and tender on the inside, and the fragrance of the seasoning has penetrated into it very well.She can pat her conscience and say that her skill of grilling fish is no less than that of restaurant chefs.

"Not bad." Hawkeye commented.

"It's not as good as the cook with circle eyebrows." Sauron commented.

Perona: "..."

Perona exploded: "What? Do you still feel grateful?"

You must know that for Perona, who would rather eat biscuits for a week than light a fire, cooking by herself is already a kind of considerable kindness.

Of course the two of them knew it too.

However, the crux of the problem is that their "not bad" and "not as good" really don't mean that.

For those who seldom praise others, even if they admit that Luffy is "the proud son of this generation", they still hold it in their hearts. The person who praised him recently was Roronoa Zoro's Hawkeye two years ago. I can" is already a rare compliment.

As for Zoro, although he and the perverted cook are always at odds with each other and don't like each other, he still recognizes his craftsmanship, and being able to compare Perona with Sanji is also a very high evaluation.

Perona angrily tore off a piece of the fish tail, and chewed the fish bone as if it were the two of them, but of course the other party would ignore it.

So she went back to the house angrily without taking two bites—it was not a hunger strike in anger, she baked a bunch of failed products this afternoon, tasted two bites one by one to sum up her experience, and she was already full.

"What's wrong with the ghost girl?" Sauron finished eating his grilled fish, and took the barely touched one from Perona's plate in line with the principle of not wasting food.

Hawkeye wanted to remind him that touching the food on other people's plates is a kind of mysterious behavior in the eyes of many people, but apparently, Sauron's mouth was faster than his, and he moved it without the slightest hesitation when he got it.Hawkeye had no choice but to sigh, and waited for a while before the pink hair of the hot cocoa came over, and the two blushed arguing.

Here we can see the cultural differences in one aspect of the four blue oceans:

Believers: Gods live in the rice,

Politeness Pie: It's rude to cook to waste food,

Pragmatic: It's just too much trouble when washing dishes,

Recalling bitterness and thinking about sweet pie: Children from non-member countries still can't eat.

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And how easy it is for people from different regions to have conflicts.

However, Hawkeye didn't wait for the scene where the pink hair asked Sauron "Do you like me if you eat my food?" or "Spit me out after eating my food".

——Five minutes later, Perona ran out in a panic, with tears in her eyes, wailing loudly that her hand was cut.

"..."

Hawkeye saw that there was a not long or short cut in the left palm of the pink hair, dripping with blood.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.

"No need." Hawkeye got a headache from crying, but he still had the patience to apply a bandage on her, and finally put a waterproof sticker on it.

The wound was straight and smooth, and looked like a knife wound. For a moment, Hawkeye couldn't figure out where Perona cut her hand. After all, she was fine before dinner, so she asked casually.

"Didn't I cook fish at noon..." Perona drooped her head and hummed, "The smell can't be washed away... I remember it was written in the book that the high-quality steel, which was repeatedly beaten by the blacksmith, rubbed with water, Can get rid of the fishy smell..."

These words are really nonsense, and at first glance there is no logic, but Hawkeye understands it.

His eyes suddenly became very stern, and that frightening aura pressed Perona for a while, and said, "Take my knife and wipe your hands."

Perona felt that the air pressure was a bit low. She realized that this matter was very important to him, and she nodded cowardly:

"I just touched it, and then accidentally touched the blade, and accidentally cut my hand... But I also did it for everyone's dinner!"

Don't forget to cover up with a domineering attitude after feeling guilty.

Although Hawkeye doesn't care about many of Perona's usual behaviors, the fact that [Ye] was used as a rubbish is still a bit beyond his bottom line.

We all know how important a sword is to a swordsman—it’s not just a matter of eating, but also belief, bond and honor. They achieve each other, and the sword almost represents the swordsman himself.

[Even if the blade is missing, you should be ashamed of it. 】

That is something that is regarded as life.

And in line with the principle of people-oriented, even if Heidao [Ye] is not so precious as to be the life of Hawkeye, it is still [-]% of his life——Wherever he goes, he will never leave even when he sleeps. The sword maintenance tool is easy to wipe, which shows that it is cherished.

But today, due to an oversight, [-]% of his life was treated as a black-tech soap. Not only did he get wet, but he was also rubbed with a lot of skin oil and fishy smell.

Well, there is also the blood bead of the instigator.

Then, he had to be responsible for wrapping her hands.

Fortunately, [Ye] has the same disposition as its owner, who is aloof and introverted, and if it is replaced by Sauron's third-generation ghost, a rather ugly knife, it may not only cut a hole.

"It's your own fault." Hawkeye, who quickly calmed down, said this, but his tone was not too harsh.

Hawkeye didn't read a book after dinner today. Thanks to her, he had to disassemble a set of sword maintenance tools, took out a white thing that looked like a lollipop from the bag, and held [Ye] in front of him. Lightly tap the blade from top to bottom.

"White, is it lychee-flavored?" Perona stood in eight steps, with a flattering tone in her tone.

"It's just gravel powder." Hawkeye said indifferently.

Similar to a match, it will produce powder when tapped, and the powder will fall evenly on the knife and wipe it off with a flannel cloth, and the knife will be wiped clean.

This process is also known as "powdering".

Hawkeye put down the flannel, took out a small bottle, carefully coated the knife with clove oil, then took out the oil paper from the box, wiped it several times, and smelled it under his nose from time to time, and then explained the above steps with a displeased face. Back and forth, after confirming that the smell of the fish has been completely removed, he accepted this posture.

After doing this, Hawkeye noticed the sight at the door, and when he looked up, it was Perona with her hands behind her back and a cautious expression on her face.

As usual, she has gone back to her room to knit scarves and do handwork.

"What are you doing?" Hawkeye asked.

Perona came over, took out an apple from behind, and handed it to Hawkeye.

She knew that she had probably stepped on his bottom line and caused dissatisfaction. It seemed that she was here to make amends.

"This is for you. I didn't even cut it when Lord Moria was angry." She said awkwardly.

Hawkeye took a glance, as if there was substantial disgust in his eyes: "..."

He shouldn't be an occupational disease criminal, because he has never seen anyone with worse craftsmanship than her.

Even a five-year-old child would not be able to peel a big, round apple into a small, square apple.

Seeing that the other party hadn't picked up the apple in her hand for a long time, Perona felt that he might think she was not sincere enough, so she showed the fruit knife in her right hand again, and said sincerely: "Why don't I cut a library for you?" Marcy?"

"..." Hawkeye wanted to sigh, "No need, just let it go."

Let her take the knife and cut off her hand later, the trouble is still her own.

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