[comprehensive] red tide

I was woken up by knocking on the door early in the morning, expressing my depression.

Last night I drank until the sky turned white, and I had to tidy up and freshen up after closing the store. At this moment, I only felt that my head had just touched the pillow... What's wrong?

Didn't the boss kindly promise that the store will be closed today?

After such a commotion yesterday, although the crisis of being smashed into the store was safely survived, the people in the store were also scared and tired, so it’s only strange that they can go to work today, right?

So, the boss said that the store will be closed for one day, that is to say, Amy and I, who were supposed to take turns tomorrow, can go shopping in advance today and open an account to save private money or something.

I hugged the quilt and lay in a daze for a while, and then amidst the more and more urgent knocking on the door, I walked out barefoot and answered the door with my head full of messy hair, and knocked my calf against the foot of the bed in a daze. Almost fell face down.

I yawned deeply and put my paw on the doorknob. I said vaguely, "Who is that?"

The person outside was silent for a few seconds, but he didn't answer, but just increased the force of the percussion.

With a click, I brushed my hair, unscrewed the lock a few times with the other hand, opened the door slightly, and looked out through the crack:

A burly figure squeezed the gap to the brim, with a snow-white cloak and a black-blue suit... His eyes paused for a few seconds, and his dull gaze slowly followed the hand that the visitor had raised before knocking on the door in mid-air, and found the opponent's hand. face.

About 30 years old, looks like... isn't it just the navy next to the vice admiral last night?Later, when the wine fight ended, he came to the store again to pick up the lieutenant general.

Blinking and blinking, I stared at him blankly.

The unknown admiral looked back blankly, and after a while, he took a step back to give up his seat, and behind him stood the boss with a very sad expression.

So, I became even more confused, and came to the door aggressively in the morning... Could it be that the lieutenant general was poisoned by alcohol?

"Anna—" the boss rubbed his hands, carefully looked away at his navy, and then quickly looked away, with a more cautious tone, "Mr. Matthew came to see you..."

look at me... what are you doing?

Xu Shi felt that my appearance hurt my eyes. The admiral slightly turned his face away a few times, and said in a deep voice, "Your Excellency, Lieutenant General, let me see if Miss Anna is in good health."

After his voice fell, the boss's expression suddenly twisted, um~ or even me who was not fully awake for a while, my face became not so normal.

What is this called?

Are you in good health?Just had a drink last night, dear!Don't use this kind of attitude of 'your boss and I have had a bed sheet fight for [-] rounds, and then send someone to comfort the other party if he can't hold on' attitude, okay? !

It wasn't your boss who was alone with me yesterday, and later troubled the restaurant owner to run errands!

Can you soulless navy speak human language?

After being deeply depressed for a few seconds, I stiffened my neck, buried my head low, and said, "I'm fine." Then I held back my energy and said in a low voice, "Thank you for your concern."

Anna is an introverted and shy girl, so...you have to hum like a mosquito (==).

The boss is going to cry dear!

"Oh~ In that case..." The admiral seemed to be relieved, and then seemed to hesitate for a few seconds before speaking again, "Your Excellency is still hungover, Miss Anna seems to have made a lot of achievements in cooking."

"If it's convenient, please ask Miss Anna to make another hangover tea. Thank you in advance."

The navy spoke in a polite manner, which was completely opposite to his capable appearance. His demeanor and words were elegant, but his behavior and attitude revealed a toughness that did not allow rejection.

From the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of the boss sneaking around like garlic, so I didn't think much about it, and just nodded slightly.

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Before starting work, I went back to my room and casually put on a coat to wrap myself in my pajamas, and then I led the "Mr. Matthew" whom the boss called to the kitchen.

As for the boss... I don't know what Mr. Matthew said to him, but I didn't see it after I put on my coat and opened the door.

Because the store is closed today, there is no one in the kitchen early in the morning, the chef and the handyman are not at work, let alone the pastry chef, Old John, who heard that he went to have fun last night and never came back. Cold pot and cold stove.

I rolled up my sleeves, lit the stove first, put the pot filled with water on it, and then started to prepare the materials.

Sober up tea or something, yesterday I saw that Admiral's eyes were straightened, and I was afraid that he would sleep in the shop when he got drunk, so I cooked a bowl for him to wake up.

The ingredients are ready-made in the store, and the cooking method is my own remnant memory from a long time ago, but I am not afraid of being discovered, after all, the ingredients and heat are very common, Miss Anna also has some methods of sobering up, but my place is a little out of the ordinary That's all.

This world is another civilization, and the current direction of biological evolution is also very different, but there are still some species that have something in common with the two worlds I have lived in.

For example, some fruits, such as some medicinal materials, have different names and slightly different appearances, but their uses and tastes are almost the same.

When it was ready, the pot began to gurgling and steaming. I put a few ingredients in it, then covered them and let them boil. By the way, I turned back to the locker, and found the small half-basket table left in the corner from yesterday. For the fruits used for decoration, wipe them slowly one by one with kitchen paper, clean them and put them in biscuit paper bags.

When doing these things, Mr. Matthew has been standing not far away, not talking, but never leaving his eyes for a moment.

I think he probably did not have nothing to do, but some kind of defensive action. Of course, it was not aimed at me personally, but just a habitual warning. After all, it is not impossible for "poison killing" to happen.

After a few minutes, the boiling heat rattled the lid of the pot, so I put down my unfinished work and hurried over to lift the lid.

Afterwards, Mr. Matthew walked over unhurriedly, first stood aside and glanced at the pot on the stove, then turned around and walked to the fruit that was just a few days away from the paper bag, examined it quietly for a while, and picked up another one .

"You can eat it with the skin on." I glanced at his fingers peeling the fruit, and quickly looked away, "Eating it with the skin can sober you up." It can also prevent a hardening of the arteries and high blood pressure by the way... um~probably.

The small fruit used as a table decoration in the restaurant is the same as the small kumquat in memory in terms of appearance and taste. As for what it is called here, I don’t know.

However, I didn't dare to really ask other people such super ignorant questions.

A country girl is a country girl, but Anna is definitely not an idiot who can't even name ordinary fruits. If someone like me who ran out halfway asks, there is no need to wait for the navy to find out who I am. The people in the store will know that I am a counterfeit first. goods.

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A few seconds later, I heard the person behind me humming lightly, and the sense of presence suddenly moved over slowly.

While the corners of the snow-white cloak pierced the corners of his eyes, the cuffs of the dark blue suit were raised a few centimeters. He stood at a distance beyond the safe range, and lifted the half-peeled flesh with his fingertips to an angle where he could see it, "It's for the lieutenant general. What?" He retracted his wrist as he spoke, and put the little orange... into his mouth.

After taking a few bites, he hissed vaguely, "It's...a pungent taste."

I twitched the corner of my mouth cryptically, and then I was taken aback again, "What?"

The admiral next to him finished tasting the food for his boss, then he reached into the inside front pocket of his suit with his clean hand, took out something and handed it over.

A palm-sized navy blue velvet bag, the mouth of the bag is tied tightly with a silk rope. I don't know what is inside, but it looks very high-end...

"Thanks to Miss Anna."

Mr. Matthew's tone seemed quite sincere, and he continued, "Your Excellency the Lieutenant General said that he hasn't had such a good drink in many years. He was rude last night. I hope Miss Anna doesn't mind."

So... that's what Janet said, the 'generous generals' belated tip, right?I blinked slowly and replied softly, "Thank you."

Ahh~ What a windfall, I thought that the double salary would be enough after pouring people down~ I didn't expect the lieutenant general to wake up and remember that he didn't say anything last night...

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After the hangover tea was boiled, I put it in a porcelain pot, found an insulated box and put it in, along with the wrapped kumquats, I respectfully sent the uninvited guest to the door of the kitchen.

When the other party disappeared at the corner of the corridor with a very satisfied expression, I went back to clean up the mess in the kitchen a little bit, and the sky was already bright after I finished.

Judging from the sunlight falling on the window, it was about eight o'clock in the morning, and I was sleepy after being disturbed, so I went back to the room to take a shower, changed my clothes, and then sat in the room and waited quietly.

Miss Amy said yesterday that she would take me shopping and open an account to deposit money in advance... Now she hasn't woken up yet, and I can't sleep again, so I can only wait.

Waiting and waiting was boring, and with nothing to do, I climbed back on the bed and took out the thank you gift to see what was inside. The navy blue velvet bag was neither light nor heavy, but it felt strange to the touch with my fingertips. , always feel that it is not money?

Pulling off the silk rope tied to the mouth of the bag, it was turned upside down, and the contents inside slipped onto the bed sheet without a sound.

Taking a closer look, I raised my eyebrows.

A very, very thin pure gold chain, embroidered with more than a dozen multicolored gemstones, lying on the old washed cotton sheet, reflecting the gorgeous light, when I gently picked it up with my fingertips, I found that the length should not be too long. necklace.

Because if it is worn around the neck, it must hang down to the stomach, right?And look at each of its two ends is connected with a horizontal hairpin... Is it a hair accessory with a pan head?

Last night, the lieutenant general stared at my braided straw-yellow hair several times in distaste. Perhaps this thank you gift came from this?

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After being suspicious for a long time, I picked up the gemstone chain and gestured to my head for a while, then put down my hands in dejection; I admit that I am ignorant, and I am really sorry for not knowing how to dress up, ╮(╯﹏╰)╭.

The generals of Marineford Navy Headquarters are passionate. I have heard a few ears in the Chambord Islands. They give away jewelry after a drink. They are really generous. No wonder the amount recorded in Odur’s account book can make people want to change careers~

Okay, okay~ I have to be satisfied with what I have, and I don’t need to force anything else.

But having said that, the way the generals treat women is really...hehehe~ Thanks to my confidence in Miss Anna's appearance, otherwise I would really doubt it...

Generals who are used to gourmet food, even if they want to try porridge and side dishes for a change, they will definitely look down on Miss Anna, so this hair accessory is really a thank you gift, that's all!

Ah~ I don’t know if the bank accepts jewelry when I go to the street, like Mr. Qiao from the Capital of Seven Waters, help estimate the price and exchange it for Kimberly or something...

Although I like the color of the gemstone very much, but I really put it on my head... Even if the gift of the Lieutenant General of the Ministry is really not weird, I will think about it in other people's eyes if I use it.

If you get too much attention, the uncertain factors of what you will do next will probably increase.

After thinking for a long time, I finally endured the love and decided to find a chance to sell the things that had been put in the bag; after that, I stretched, turned over and got off the bed.

There have been sounds of walking in other rooms within the hearing range, it seems that Amy and the others finally woke up; so... I can knock on the door later to lure people out to eat and go shopping, ╮(╯▽╰)╭.

The young girl's timid appearance is much better than the serious and old faces of the admirals. I injured my eyes early in the morning and urgently need to improve my eyesight.

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The process is skipped, in short, there is no shopping at the end, o(>﹏<)o.

The reason is that Miss Amy's boyfriend came back suddenly. The two young people who hadn't seen each other for more than half a year decided to seize the opportunity to consolidate their relationship. They didn't have extra free time to go shopping with the little sister. This is understandable, right?

Miss Amy's boyfriend is a third-class soldier. He started to be stationed outside a few months ago, and the garrison mission was completed for more than a month. For some reason, the troops suddenly withdrew and returned.

Miss Amy received a call from a snail in the early morning. At that time, her boyfriend was already in the Marineford barracks; and not only Miss Amy, but the other three girls also temporarily intervened in the program.

Of course, it can’t be blamed that they value sex over friends, because the situation in Marineford is special; it’s true that the streets are full of bachelors, but if you really want to talk about relationships, it will be difficult due to various factors.

Firstly, the task is heavy and personal time is very little, and secondly...the death rate of the navy is very high.

If not, why can't the generals in the headquarters find wives with such high positions and weights?After all, no woman would like to be away from her family all year round, and still have to worry about it all the time, just for fear of receiving a death notice.

In fact, the navy, like the pirates, is a son-in-law candidate that the mother-in-law refuses to associate with.

When I came back after knocking on the door, I was dejected, thinking wildly while taking off my outdoor clothes, putting on my pajamas again, and throwing myself back under the covers.

After pulling up the quilt and wrapping it tightly, I narrowed my eyes slightly in the opaque darkness:

First, the sea area was blocked, and then the garrison troops returned quietly...

So it seems that the incident in my memory really started, right?

According to the original plan, the time to stay in Marineford is ten days. First, I need to arrange the dark lines needed for the thing I want to do. Today is the fifth day. Halfway through the time, I still haven't found an opportunity.

If...if it's too late...

Ten days later, I have to find an opportunity to go back to the Chambord Islands first, and show up to create the illusion of staying there. Although the wife of the deputy captain said that the navy dare not go to inquire, but after a long time, I will be noticed. Occasionally, I will show up. It is impossible to judge whether it is true or false.

Also get to meet up with the supernovas... who might arrive.

Return 'Hart' to Trafalgar Law, and tell him some taboos, lest the Red Heart's negligence prevent the ship elves from hatching smoothly.

There is still time to see Eustace Kidd and settle the previous grievances.

Finally... Monkey D. Luffy, and his companions.

The Straw Hat Pirates, which should have nine members so far, are missing a link because I refuse to submit to fate.