Pirate's Unlimited Loot

"Don't think so much, I'll take you to see something good." Hancock pulled Bai Lan up from the sofa and walked to the kitchen.

Bai Lan knew something was wrong when he walked to the door of the kitchen, and said hesitantly: "Hancock, I remembered that there is something else, so I'll leave first!"

Bai Lan was about to run away as he said that, but Hancock held his hand tightly and refused to let go. He didn't dare to use any force for fear of hurting Hancock.

"Bai Lan, do you dislike me?" He said as if he had been abandoned at first, and his moist eyes and face that was about to cry made Bai Lan feel deeply guilty. It feels like I have done something outrageous.

"Okay, okay, why don't you and I leave?" Bai Lan walked into the kitchen as if she was resigned to her fate.

"That's right." Hancock beamed, his smile was thrilling, but Bai Lan only felt the disaster was coming and had no intention of appreciating it.

After pressing Bai Lan in front of the dining table and setting the tableware for him, Hancock turned to serve the food.

Ever since he moved here a year ago, Hancock has been obsessed with cooking. Maybe it's out of boredom, maybe it's out of interest. Anyway, he has a huge passion for cooking, but Hancock's talent for cooking is really Uncomplimentary.

It's been a year now, and she still often mixes salt with sugar, and can't tell the difference between vinegar and white wine. What comes out is either a pitch-black mess, or a hodgepodge of dark dishes that exudes an unknown smell.

At first, Sanda Sonia and Marigrud would taste the food Hancock made with Bai Lan, but later, when they saw Hancock entering the kitchen, they seemed to have made an appointment. We have to play together.

This was very painful for Bai Lan. He also tried to avoid it, but in the end Hancock found him, so he simply broke the jar and threw it. In the past year, Hancock forced him to eat a lot of dark food. He The demand for food has gone from delicious to the point where I can’t eat it to death.

Just when Bai Lan lamented how difficult life was, Hancock came out with a pot of vegetables and a smile.

"Hey, it looks pretty good!" Bai Lan looked at the unusually colorful dishes on the plate in front of him in surprise. Could it be that Hancock finally knew how to cook?

"Of course, try it quickly," Hancock urged, pushing Bai Lan's arm.

Bai Lan scooped up a small portion with a spoon and put it into his mouth with some anxiety.

The sour, sweet, bitter, and spicy tastes exploded on the tip of his tongue. Bai Lan froze and couldn't tell what he was feeling, but Bai Lan knew that his tongue had lost consciousness.

Young, too young. How could Hancock know how to cook? There was no way the sun would rise from the west. Bai Lan's mind was filled with thoughts at this moment.

"How's it going? Is it delicious?" Seeing that Bai Lan was speechless for a long time, Hancock pulled Bai Lan anxiously, finally bringing him back to his senses.

"How should I put it? Your dish is very special!" Bai Lan said dryly.

"Hmph, just say it if it doesn't taste good. Anyway, I just can't make delicious food." Hancock lowered his head in frustration, his shoulders shaking as if he was about to cry.

"Okay, stop pretending, I won't be fooled again." Bai Lan patted Hancock's head in a funny way. He had used this trick of pretending to be pitiful many times. He didn't have a long memory. So short-sighted.

"Then you teach me!" Seeing that he couldn't deceive Bai Lan, Hancock simply stopped pretending and pestered Bai Lan to teach him how to cook.

"Okay, okay, I just promise, don't pull it off"

Bai Lan has plundered a lot in the arena in the past two years.

Among all the strange abilities, one of them is cooking.

Bai Lan was not happy when he first got this ability, but after he saw Hancock's cooking skills, he was glad that he had such an ability.

"Now add some water"

“Served and fried”

"Don't move, that's sugar"

"Hey, this looks similar to salt."

"That's soy sauce..." various voices from Bai Lan and Hancock exclaimed from the kitchen.

Bai Lan took Hancock's hand and taught him step by step, fearing that if she didn't pay attention, she would ruin the dish again, and today's dinner would be gone.

Hancock leaned against Bai Lan's chest with a smile on his lips.