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

Green District, 64b Crescent Street.

Tu Fu, who came back from the Orphanage for Special Children in the Wood District, had a lonely background, and the setting sun stretched his shadow long.

The original wealthy wallet, after daily expenses, payment of club membership fees, purchase of potion materials, and "moral kidnapping"-style love, is running out.

Not even a stagecoach ride.

If things go on like this, 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 some relief.

"Sophie! I have been horribly robbed."

Tu Fu, who pushed the door open, started selling misery, ready to complain about the inhumane thing that happened just now.

It's a pity that 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 paper on optics, and after apologizing to Professor Thomas Young in his heart, he would continue to carry forward his wisdom to the world as a matter of course.

After finishing 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 the high-level selection, he should also visit Professor McGovern of the University of Leeds and the professor of the University of Michigan in person. At present, they are rare contacts.

As for the most important thing after that.

Still making money.

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

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

According to 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 migrant households to take root in Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou and Shenzhen.

After thinking about it, if he could hook up with the daughter of a wealthy businessman like his uncle, he would 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 the past memories and living and studying desperately.

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

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

"I don't know how my parents are doing."

"I knew I wouldn't be able to get on that ship. It would be a blood loss if I didn't even meet my Ruth."

"In other words, the price of the graphics card should be lowered."

"Unexpectedly, the final season of the giant still filmed the ending. What did Hato Isayama think?"

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

"Hey, the enrollment expansion for the next World Cup, 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 nostalgia for the days 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 was still alone even though he looked around.

The 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 he felt a strong sense of world-weariness.

"Something has to be done."

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

He subconsciously walked 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.

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

Everything is getting better.

"We still have to work hard, and strive to make the Winsters catch up to the living standard 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.

What's more, 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 brilliant. The people are extremely advocating meat, especially the bad combination of sausage and bread.

Their treatment of meat is almost like boiling in water, after filtering out the blood foam, adding some salt and pepper, and stewing together with side dishes.

The cooked finished products are also large slices of white meat, purely relying on the strong meaty aroma to cover up the mediocrity of the method, eating too much will inevitably make people feel monotonous.

Therefore, Tufu’s method is to wash and smash the only tube bones first, then put the half duck with the internal organs removed into the pot, submerge the ingredients in cold water, and then simmer it with a slow fire.

A spoonful of lard was added after the step of broth was completed. Tu Fu skillfully picked up the onion, ginger and garlic, added it with a sharp knife, and then added some delicious salt and pepper.

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

Due to the lack of enough ingredients, it can only be prepared with sesame oil, chili and mashed garlic.

Looking at the dense dipping materials and plates in front of him, the familiar ingredients and delicacies made him feel that he had never left home, and it also gave two unrelated worlds 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."

When footsteps came in from outside the door, 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 has raised the limit of meat consumption to a new height. Just smelling the smell of the bottom of the pot makes people drool.

"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 was 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?" Sophie saw the method of slicing meat into thin slices for the first time, and not only looked at it curiously, she had never seen this method of making delicious food.

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

"I should really buy insurance when I come back." Sophie wrinkled her nose seriously, "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 it was a new way of eating meat rolls and vegetables in a pot for this stupid sister who had never seen the world.

Miss Winston had long been staring at her with greed, "Why have I never heard of this before?"

"In fact, I got the inspiration from an ancient book about the Eastern Kingdom, and the production steps are completely created by myself.

I call it 'Hot Pot'. "