I Got on a Ghost Ship By Mistake and Was Forced To Be the Captain

  Chapter 64 emo

  Green District, No. 64, Crescent Street b.

  Tu Fu, who came back from the Welfare Institute for Special Children in Wood District, has a lonely background, and the setting sun stretches his shadow long.

  Originally rich wallet, after daily expenses, payment of club dues, purchase of potion materials, and "moral kidnapping"-style love, there is very little left.

  Did not even take a stagecoach.

   If this continues, Tu Fu will have to consider finding a new way to make money. Perhaps in this cold and cruel world, only the warm chest of a rich woman can give him a little relief.

   "Sophie! I've been horribly robbed."

  Tu Fu, who pushed the door and entered, began to sell misery, preparing to complain about the inhumane thing that happened just now.

  Unfortunately, Uncle and Sophie are still going to school and work, and Aunt happens to be away on business.

  No one in the family heard his complaint.

   He could only force Tu Fu to continue his small thesis on optics. After apologizing to Professor Thomas Young in his heart, he would logically continue to carry forward his wisdom to this world.

  Until he finished the relatively easy work, he calmly arranged his recent itinerary,

"The top priority is to try to pass the advanced selection exam in less than a month and get a special talent quota from the University of Michigan." Tu Fu planned the future in an orderly manner, "Secondly, after getting the potion materials, prepare for the next stage of smelting, Promotion to Sequence 8 should be done before going to Miskar Stark University.

Also, for the collision between the extraordinary organization of the church and the fighting club, we have to find a way to stop the club. We should cooperate with Ms. 'Fox' to clean up those people, but we must not let the club be controlled by the government. This is not conducive to my follow-up magic. The digestion of medicine also has the hidden danger of revealing one's identity. "

   These can be regarded as a few small goals in the near future. As for after the advanced selection, he should also visit Professor McGovern of the University of Leeds and Professor of the University of Michigan in person. They are currently rare contacts.

   As for the most important thing after that.

   Still making money.

   "I ask the great God to give me a rich woman. I don't mind having my child's last name."

  Tu Fu touched his empty pocket and suddenly felt a headache.

  Based on the current cost, if you want to buy an independent house with a maid in Göttinghagen, it is no less difficult than in the past for outsiders to take root in Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou and Shenzhen.

  After thinking about it, if he can hook up with the daughter of a wealthy businessman like Uncle, he will be a winner in life.

   Until the thesis was finished, no one came home to the empty Winsters’ house, and the deserted atmosphere made Tu Fu feel strange for a while.

  Before he knew it, he had been in this world for more than a month. He tried his best to adapt himself to the high-pressure rhythm of this era, pretending not to care about past memories and living and studying desperately.

   It seems that only by running forward can we not get lost halfway.

  As if he occasionally got a chance to breathe today, he sat on the sofa and cherished the fixed time in a daze, and couldn't help but let his thoughts fly to another time and space.

   "I don't know what happened to my parents."

   "I knew I wouldn't be able to get on that ship. I didn't even meet my Ruth before I died."

   "By the way, the price of the graphics card should drop."

   "As expected, the final season of the giant still filmed the ending. What did Isayama Tsutomu think?"

   "It's over, what should I do if I can't see the end of One Piece. It doesn't matter what Onepiece is, it doesn't matter whether Luffy can become One Piece, that is to say, Momonosuke will die in the end."

   "Hey, the next World Cup will expand enrollment, but it's a pity that we won't see the national football team enter the World Cup again."

  For a moment, Tu Fu's thoughts were racing.

Living in the era of industrial steam, there are very few recreational activities. Even the middle class’s leisure time is mostly hunting, boxing, football, and participating in various boring parties, except for reading books and newspapers. For him, the Internet is really lacking in fun.

   "This is the day when I was a keyboard warrior on the Internet."

  Tu Fu smiled self-deprecatingly.

  He hid too many things and wanted to talk to someone, but he looked around but was still alone.

  Great loneliness and loss began to envelope him, as if he woke up in the afternoon and found that there was no one else around him, and a strong sense of world-weariness hit him.

   "Something has to be done."

   After washing his face with cold water, Tu Fu came out of the strong emo emotion.

  He walked subconsciously to the kitchen and carefully examined the ingredients available in the cupboard, including some ready-made beef and mutton, butter and condiments, as well as seasonal vegetables and fruits.

  Recently, there have been a lot more varieties on the dinner table of the Winster family, and sometimes there will be an extra slice of fried egg or bacon for breakfast. After the uncle solved the plague dance case, the quality of life of the family has improved significantly.

   No need to save money to worry about the tuition fees of the two children. Even Aunt Anfeier recently got a new dress, and the quarrels and conflicts with her uncle are much less.

  Everything is getting better.

   "We still have to work hard, and try to make the Winsters catch up to the living standards of "Family with Children" as soon as possible." Tu Fu silently encouraged himself, and then decided to contribute a table of dinner to his family.

  Although he orders takeout most of the time after work, his hands-on ability is still there. As a member of the big foodie empire, his pursuit of food is completely engraved in his DNA.

   Besides, Tu Fu also learned a few tricks from the grumpy Chef Harry on the Santa Maria, and his ability to manipulate taste buds is far beyond ordinary people.

  Although the Baia Kingdom’s handling of ingredients is not as anti-human as the Ryan Kingdom, it is definitely not outstanding. The people are extremely advocating meat, especially the bad combination of sausage and bread.

  They almost like to boil the meat. After filtering out the blood foam, add some salt and pepper, and stew together with side dishes.

  The finished products are also large white meat slices, purely relying on the rich meat flavor to cover up the ordinary method, eating too much will inevitably make people feel monotonous.

  So Tu Fu’s method is to wash and smash the only tube bone first, then put the half duck with the internal organs removed into the pot, submerge the ingredients in cold water, and then simmer it over low heat.

   Waited until the broth was finished before adding a spoonful of lard. Tu Fu skillfully picked up the onion, **** and garlic, added it with a sharp knife, and added some delicious salt and pepper.

  The other side is preparing the vegetables. Wash the seasonal vegetables and potato vermicelli and put them on the plate. The meat is uniformly cut into thin slices and placed on the plate. The most important part is the dipping sauce.

  Due to the lack of enough ingredients, they can only use sesame oil, chili and mashed garlic.

  Looking at the dense dips and plates in front of him, the familiar ingredients and delicacies made him feel that he had never left home, and it also made two unrelated worlds have a common point of intersection.

  When a great cuisine is first created that never was born, simply because the chef was a little emo.

   "Crack."

   Waiting for footsteps outside the door to enter, the keyhole was inserted into the door lock, and the door of the house was opened by Miss Winster who had just finished school.

  The aroma of red oil permeates the whole house, and the delicious smell of broth makes the limit of meat consumption reach a new high. Just smelling the smell of the bottom of the pot makes people drool deliciously.

   "It smells so good."

  Sophie searched for the scent all the way to the kitchen, where the Tufu chef carefully prepared the broth to achieve the best state when it came out of the pan.

   "Congratulations, Sophie, get ready to eat your tongue." Tu Fu gave the first customer who was lucky enough to taste his handicraft a bright smile.

  The latter rarely refuted his words, and twitched his nose to let more delicious smells stimulate the pores. This freshness, which he had never experienced before, softened Sophie's bright eyes.

   "What are these?" It was the first time Sophie saw the method of slicing meat and arranging it on a plate. Not only did she look at it curiously, she had never seen this method of making food.

  Looking at the bottom of the boiling pot, sliced ​​raw meat rolls, and a plate of weird dipping sauce...

   "I should really buy insurance when I come back." Sophie wrinkled her nose earnestly, "I hope food poisoning is considered an accident insurance."

   "Don't worry, this is a delicious program."

   After Tu Fu showed a mysterious smile, he closed the lid on the prepared broth and dipping platter, turned down the fire and waited for his family to return.

  Then for this stupid sister who has never seen the world, the new way of eating meat rolls and vegetables in a pot.

  Miss Winster was already so greedy, "Why have I never heard of this before."

  “In fact, I was inspired by an ancient book about the Eastern Kingdom, and the production steps were completely created by myself.

   I call it 'Hot Pot'. "

  (end of this chapter)