[Pirates] 800 days of eating poor eagle eyes

After a month of groping training, Sauron was finally able to use his armed colors anytime and anywhere in battle.

"Am I going to figure it out?" He held the knife and looked at Hawkeye.

"Yes, it seems that you have mastered this method."

Hawkeye affirmed lightly, "The next step is to see how far you can train your domineering. There are countless people in the new world who can use domineering, and it is not easy to improve domineering. When other people's domineering is stronger than you , How to win through fighting methods, these are also the key."

"You don't need to say that," Sauron said, and then he picked up the wine bottle unceremoniously, opened the bottle cap with his fingers, and directly took two gulps, then raised the corners of his mouth with a relaxed expression on his face.

Perona, who was next to her, looked at the commemorative scene in front of her, covered her mouth and laughed, and raised her hand to propose: "In order to celebrate the progress of the stupid swordsman, I will drink sangria bar for dinner! I will now Go get it out!"

After speaking, he jumped off the wall and ran to the castle happily.

But Hawkeye is wondering, has this family bought fruit wine?

And when a large bottle of sparkling wine mixed with thinly sliced ​​lemons, citrus, mint and strawberries was placed on the table, Hawkeye narrowed his eyes dangerously, looked at Perona's little face full of joy, and asked, "What are you doing?" Moved my best red wine?"

Perona couldn't help but poured herself a glass, and happily replied while enjoying it: "I also used my favorite grapefruit sparkling water... It's really delicious, much better than red wine, and it's an aperitif Not bad, hehehehehehe..."

"........."

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"...This is the red wine from a Bordeaux winery in the year 1500 of the Haiyuan calendar." Hawkeye's face was dark, and he turned cold on her.

Perona glanced at him, and then said indifferently: "Forget it, it doesn't matter to me what face you put on now——I just want to think about the way you stared at the word-guessing game in the newspaper and thought about it motionlessly." , wearing a cartoon apron to cook in the kitchen every day, and you secretly using my eyeliner to draw patterns before shaving... Well, you even drove baboons to pick cabbages in the field. In short, when I think of you like this, this princess will not Will be afraid of your poker face."

Hawkeye was taken aback by these words, and his stern expression gradually softened.

He sighed, helplessly, and poured himself a glass: "I originally planned to wait for you all to leave this bottle to celebrate."

Perona: "..."

"Next time I go out of the island, I will buy fruit wine and come back, and you, ghost girl,"

Hawkeye looked at her, "Please hold your hand high, don't do such a thing as mixing 100 million Bailey's red wine with [-] Bailey's soda water."

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Therefore, the next time Hawkeye goes to sea, he not only needs to replenish the stock of red wine, but also bring Sauron's rum and Perona's fruit cocktail.

"And the mustard crab from the lo mei shop!" Perona added on the phone.

She has been obsessed with sewing pillows these days, so she didn't go with Hawkeye this time.

Hawkeye: "I see."

After a while, the phone rang again, "Hawkeye, I just realized that there is only half a bucket of cocoa powder left, let's buy a few more cans for others."

Hawkeye: "... Is there anything else? Let's finish it at once."

"It's gone. It's gone."

Hawkeye was about to hang up.

"—Wait, wait, I think I burned a hole in my apron, I didn't mean to..."

"........."

Hawkeye received another call at the lo mei shop, this time asking him to buy the comic "My Girlfriend is a Fox Fairy".

The boss of the lo mei shop had just packed a braised chicken with trepidation, and now he was panicking to pick a sea crab on the scale, when he saw the stressful customer opposite pick something from his neck, a white light flashed However, two huge crab claws fell off.

The boss was so frightened that he sat down on the ground: "No, no money!"

Hawkeye glanced at him, put a Bailey on the counter, and walked away with the bag.

After the purchase was completed, the black coffin boat began to sail in the direction of Kuraikana Island.

The phone rang again.

"..."

Under his gaze, the snail-like creature tremblingly and persistently made the sound of "bulubulu".

When the poor phone bug was about to trigger suspended animation due to excessive fright, Hawkeye finally connected the phone: "No matter what you think of now, you have to wait for the next time. I've already gone back."

"Ah? Ah, I know," Perona said cheerfully on the other end of the phone, "I'm here to ask you when you will be back."

Hawkeye was a little surprised, glanced at the time and weather, and replied, "It's around 05:30 in the afternoon."

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Stepping into the castle, Hawkeye put the purchased things into the wine cellar and living room by category, checked the time, and planned to make dinner.

When I came to the kitchen, I heard the bubbling and bubbling sound of the range hood and the small fire coming from inside.

Perona held a long-handled spoon and stood in front of the stove in a dignified manner. The smell of cream was continuously wafting out of the pot where the food was cooking. , the deity turned around happily when he pushed the door.

"Hehehehehehe, you are quite punctual. I made a very delicious creamy mushroom soup! Come, you have a taste."

Hawkeye wanted to say that he didn't drink, but Perona had already taken a bowl from the cupboard, and scooped it out of the pot with a spoon.

I have to say that at this moment, a faint warmth slowly rose from the bottom of my heart.After all the way back home, what I saw was not cold pot and cold stove, but a warm and quiet feeling of 'home'.

A full bowl was raised in front of him, but Hawkeye was in a daze of thinking and didn't take it.Perona started yelling: "Hot! Hot!" He had to take it over and said "Thank you."

The taste of onion and whipped cream is very sweet, which doesn't suit Hawkeye's taste, but he still commented: "It tastes good."

At least the pink hair is willing to make whatever he wants to eat.

And before calling to ask him when he would come back, it was obviously because of the idea that he would be out of the pot when he came back.

Perona turned off the fire and reached out to him: "Where's my lo mei?"

Hawkeye put the plastic bag on the table, saw the indicator light of the rice cooker showing the heat preservation status, and washed his hands to serve the rice.

Perona found the one with the crabs, unzipped the knotted grocery bag, and took the contents out.

"Huh? Where's the crab claw?"

Facing Perona's big bright and round eyes, Hawkeye paused, and replied flatly: "I don't know."

Perona said angrily, "The most delicious part of it is the crab claws!! Where did you buy it? If the claws fall off, return them to you. I'm going to smash his shop!"

Hawkeye calmly filled the third bowl of rice: "I don't remember."

Perona glared at him, fiddled with the crab in her hand again, and then she keenly found that the place where the crab claws were broken was white and had not been soaked in yellow sauce.

She rolled her eyes, decisively took apart the braised chicken that Hawkeye bought for herself, tore off the chicken wings a few times and stuffed them into her mouth.

Hawkeye: "..."

Perona covered her stuffed mouth, and said provocatively with full confidence and vaguely: "It was Li (you) who stole (got) my crab celery (claws)! Bad silver!"

Hawkeye didn't argue, but just handed the plate to her, "Go call Roronoa to eat."

Perona was really shocked this time.

At the dinner table, Perona, who ate two chicken wings, put the bowl away, took out the colorful biscuit box, took out a finger biscuit, put it in her mouth, and began to express her life experience in a strange way:

"Some grown-ups put on a bad face when someone is present, but steal cat food like a puppy in private. Sauron, you can't become like this when you grow up..."

The inexplicable Sauron glanced at Perona: "Your virtue reminds me of curly eyebrows. Are you imitating some bad girl?"

Hawkeye, who knew he had offended a bad girl, had no choice but to ask: "Ghost girl, what do you want for lunch tomorrow?"

This sentence successfully stopped Perona's denunciation.

The subtext of [What would you like to eat for lunch tomorrow] means that he cooks whatever you eat, right?

Perona regained her spirits, chewed a few biscuits and swallowed them: "I want to eat foie gras steak, red wine pheasant, grilled sea prawns, winter solstice pudding, fish and chips, apple pie, maple pancakes..."

She uttered the names of more than a dozen dishes in one breath, and obviously had the stance to continue, Hawkeye interrupted her with black lines all over her head: "I can only choose one, greedy people are easily struck by lightning."

Sauron was no stranger to this situation between the two of them. In the past, he and the curly-browed cook had a lot of quarrels on weekdays, and he was very good at raising arguments that hit the point.Although he won't say too outrageous things to Hawkeye, he still has a positive attitude towards sometimes making him feel embarrassed.

"You don't even hack her, you still count on Lei."

"........."

"I went to training."

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*^w^*感谢在2020-03-1210:55:54~2020-03-1408:28:31期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigated the nutrient solution: 20 bottles were frantically tested on the verge of sudden death; my mother said I was too lazy to eat 10 bottles of snakes; 5 bottles of carbon carbon;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!