Undercover Penguin Gang

Just like human beings, older people generally don't like to move, because they tend to have a deeper nostalgia than young people.

The same is true for Grandpa Donald. He was the first penguin to settle on this snow field. He spent his youth, youth and prime of life here, so it is only natural that he also wants to spend his old age here.

According to what he said, since he is getting old anyway, he doesn't have many years to live. Instead of migrating thousands of miles to South America to seek a living, it's better to stay in the dwarf snow tundra safely.

But even though he himself intended this way, it was impossible for Shawart and the others to really leave the old man alone and live a good life by himself.

"Well, Grandpa Donald will leave it to me, and I will talk to him in person tomorrow."

Knowing that Edward really can't do anything with the old man, Shawart decided to do it himself. ...Although he didn't think he could persuade Grandpa Donald's temper.

But Edward was waiting for this sentence!

He was obviously relieved, patted Shawart's shoulder vigorously, and said righteously: "I don't worry if you handle the matter! The old man will be handed over to you!"

Shawart: "..."

I feel like I dug a hole for myself...

Successfully throwing the big burden of Grandpa Donald to Shawart, Edward said goodbye to the two in a good mood, humming a ditty to help everyone prepare dinner, and Xiawote and Han Zhen followed after packing their things beach.

"Would you like to try dark threadweed tonight?" Shawart picked out two plump lionfish from the pile of small fish and placed them in front of Han Zhen.

"Of course!" Han Zhen answered without hesitation. He took out a handful of fresh threadweed that Shawart had just caught in the morning from behind his back as if by magic, and took out a steel wheel lighter from his pocket, winking at Shawart. , said: "How about it, would you like to try cooked food? My grilling skills are very good!"

His eyes were shining, like a cat showing off its skills.Seeing his high spirits, Shawart couldn't bear to be shocked, nodded and said, "Okay."

So Professor Han fully showed the little penguin what is the art of human food.

He first formed a circle with several rocks of the same size, compacted the snow inside, and placed the pinch of dark spiral algae in the middle of the rocks, slightly overhead to facilitate air circulation, and then "snapped" lit the lighter, up.

The thread algae is gone.

However, Han Zhen was not in a hurry. He held the lighter and circled the surface of the thread algae at a constant speed, saying: "Sure enough, these thread algae should be dried in a cool place before burning, otherwise it will be too slow to light."

The faint blue flame of the lighter danced above the spirulina, and there was a faint smell of salty sea water in the air. From time to time, there was a "crackling" sound in my ears, not only Schwart, but also the rest of the penguins. After eating, he stared at Han Zhen curiously.

Fire is still very strange to penguins.

"Why is your fire blue?" Shavert asked, frowning.

He remembered that the flames from the spontaneously ignited threadweed that wrapped around the dead squid back then should have been orange, but why did it turn blue when it came to Han Zhen?

Han Zhen didn't turn his head back, and explained quickly with his hands: "Because the fuel is special, most of the organic and inorganic substances burn orange-red flames, but my lighter is filled with liquid fossil fuels. It's similar to those things like methane and hydrogen, so the flames that come out are blue....Oh, look! It's on!"

While speaking, he saw a few sporadic small flames suddenly bursting out from the dark snail algae. Han Zhen's eyes lit up, and he continued to work hard. After a while, the whole group of dark spirulina was finally ignited, emitting a bright orange color. flame.

"You see, seaweed is organic, and when it burns, it turns orange."

Han Zhen put away the lighter, took a closer look at the burning dark-colored threadweed, and found that they seemed to be really resistant to burning, so he smiled slightly, took out a military knife and started to deal with the two lionfish.

"You humans are really particular." At some point, Edward sat next to Han Zhen, smacked his lips and said, "If you eat a fish, you have to pick this and that, tsk, it's too troublesome."

Han Zhen gave him a white look and said, "I'm not as capable as you. I can swallow fish scales and bones. Humans have thin throats."

Because of living alone for a long time, Professor Han is quite accomplished in cooking. He scraped off the fish scales, removed the gills, and put the plump lionfish from head to tail into the sticks that he had prepared. , put on a simple stone grill.

After a while, a strong smell of grilled fish spread in the air.

George sniffed hard, and murmured: "Wow, this taste is so delicious! Human cooking skills are really amazing..."

Bill's saliva was almost dripping on the ground, he moved to the opposite side of Han Zhen, his eyes fixed on the grilled fish that was sizzling with oil on the stone shelf, and the "gurgling" sound of swallowing was far away. can be heard.

Han Zhen glanced at him amusedly, and said in his heart that after smelling the smell, he was already overwhelmed, and if he tasted it, he would not be able to go to heaven?He deftly turned the grilled fish over and over on the stone shelf, and made two parallel incisions on the fish belly with a saber to ensure that the fish meat inside would also be cooked.

"It's so fragrant, Han Zhen, can I...can I have a bite?" Bill looked at Han Zhen eagerly, as if Han Zhen nodded and he would pounce on the delicious lionfish.

Edward gave him an elbow from the side, and said dissatisfiedly: "Hey, Bill, at least you have some backbone, why did you get sent away for a grilled fish!"

Bill aggrieved: "But, but it's really delicious..."

Edward stroked the shiny golden feathers at the corners of his eyes coquettishly, and said, "So what about the fragrance? That's something they humans would eat. You're a penguin, penguin! Why are you messing around behind human asses? You See how calm Xia Wote is, you should learn from it..."

"Shawart, the fish is grilled, do you want to try it?"

"it is good."

Edward choked on his words, and stared wide-eyed at Han Zhen as he handed the golden-yellow grilled fish with a slightly burnt shell to Schwart, and Schwart, under the envious eyes of everyone, bit it down and tore off a piece of it. The white fish came, chewed it, then nodded and said: "Well, the outside is charred and the inside is tender, the skin is very crispy, the meat is very fresh, you baked it deliciously."

Han Zhen: へ(⌒▽⌒へ)

I am so happy to be praised by the little penguin!

Edward: "..."

Han Zhen, you bastard!You give me back my model of the Seven Virtues, Schwart, who doesn't care about appetite!

Han Zhen didn't care about Edward's thoughts, he was in a good mood after being praised by his beloved little penguin, his brows and eyes were crooked with a smile, the dimples on his cheeks became deeper, and he said: "If you like it, I will bake a few more for you. You eat, okay?"

Although the nutritional value of the food roasted by the fire has been lost, it is more hygienic and healthy, without parasites and spores, so Han Zhen is not worried that the little penguin will have diarrhea after eating it.

If it wasn't for the Antarctic conditions, he would really recommend penguins to eat cooked food!

Shawart is always very face-saving when it comes to Han Zhen's affairs. Hearing this, he smiled slightly and said, "Okay, but you can eat first, you are also hungry."

Don't think he didn't realize that Han Zhen gave him the first fish he grilled!

The little penguin cares about himself. Professor Han was very upset when he heard it, and quickly waved his hands and said, "It's okay, I'm not hungry. I..."

Hey, he suddenly felt as if someone was pulling his clothes.

Han Zhen lowered his head suspiciously, and sure enough, he found a follower named Bill lying pitifully beside his legs.