329 On how much a ship's mother can eat
"Okay, okay, so many people on the street watching! Is it really good for you to give me benefits like this? Carl put his arms around Missouri and whispered in her ear.
The snort in her ears made Missouri's body soften, and she pretended to be vicious and said to Carl, "Admiral, don't say that again." It's said that we are now the ship's mother, and we are no longer the battleships we used to be! ”
"Okay, good, if you don't say it, you won't say it. Anyway, it's almost noon, should we go back to the dormitory to eat, or find a place to eat? Carl looked at his watch and said.
"Let's find a place here, Admiral, have you forgotten that we didn't come out and tell Annie?" Richelieu reminded.
Carl patted his head, and he had forgotten that he had only left a note for Anne in the morning and had slipped away. Thinking of Anne's furious appearance after going back, Carl shook his head decisively and said, "Then let's find a place here!"
"Cut~~~ I'm afraid of my wife." Missouri muttered quietly.
"Missouri, I think it's nice to have you serve as my sister's personal guard for a long time!" Karl immediately said in color.
"You are using power for personal gain, and you are acting for personal revenge! I'm not convinced! I want to see the Governor! I want to see the Governor! Missouri shouted.
"Sorry, request denied. Your establishment has long belonged to any war zone and the town guard, but to me. I remember Richelieu there, and the documents jointly issued by the governors of all the theaters of war at that time. Carl said triumphantly to Missouri.
Missouri was completely dumbfounded, she immediately changed her expression and begged for mercy: "Admiral, I know it's wrong, don't!" Shall I go to your room at night? ”
“。。。 I said, can you think of something else, little brain! Carl put his hand on his forehead.
Missouri was also desperate, and he now suspected that he might have built a fake Missouri. Why is it that other people's Missouri are full of secretary style, but this one is a joke? Carl suddenly felt that his heart was so tired and wanted to find a place to be quiet.
After the group walked for a while, Carl counted his wallet. According to the amount of food eaten by the girls on their own ships, they still have to eat a lot of food after deducting the resources of the daily supply. The consumption level of restaurants in the market town is not low, if you use the way of ordering, your military salary this month is estimated to be not enough to buy food for this group of big stomachs. So there is only one place you can go, and that is self! Help! Meal!
He opened his terminal and searched on it, and after a while, he found three cafeterias with relatively high ratings. He was going to look at them one by one before deciding which one to go to.
The praise of the first one is relatively high, and the special introduction of this one under the terminal is all kinds of seafood. However, Carl went in and walked around before leaving, because there were no private rooms in the cafeteria. The amount of food of the ship girls is destined to be the object of onlookers wherever they go, and he doesn't want to have a bunch of people watching him when he eats.
The main feature of the second one is the self-service barbecue, and he went in to see it and left. It's not because there is no private room in this house, but he thinks that this kind of self-service barbecue is too slow, and his own ship girls probably can't wait to eat raw meat directly.
Finally came to the third house, and Carl decided that it was this one when he walked to the door. The reason is simple, the main specialty of this restaurant is all kinds of meat steaks. Whether it's steak, lamb chops or pork chops, as long as it's meat, he'll cook it for you. Moreover, there is a chef at the door who has a barbecue on the spot and distributes it to passers-by, and many people choose this one after getting the distributed meat skewers.
"It's a good marketing method, so I'll choose this one." Carl then beckoned the shipwives into the store.
"Hello five VIPs, do you need a private room?" The greeter at the door stepped forward and asked. This combination looked like it was going to be a private room, so he didn't even ask if he wanted a hall.
"Come to a private room, do you pay the bill first or pay after eating?" Carl asked.
"What kind of box do you want, this guest?" We have two types here, one is the ordinary box. There is also a VIP private room where the chef bakes it in front of you. The payment method is pay-as-you-go, only 600 ISK, and the restaurant is full for 8 hours! The welcome said with a smile.
"Is it a long time to bake it?" Carl asked, pulling out his black card.
"It depends on your taste and the thickness of the steak, but if you prefer to eat it a little more cooked or if the steak is thicker, it will take longer to grill. Of course, if you are really hungry and thirsty, you can also choose the steak that has been grilled in the hall, but the taste will be slightly different from that of freshly grilled. The welcome explained.
"Open a private room, then five people, swipe the card." Carl said as he handed the black card over.
"Okay! VIP box on the third floor for five people! After swiping the card, the welcome shouted at the restaurant.
"Five VIPs, please." A waitress dressed in a different uniform than the one that greeted the guests at the door walked over to lead them the way.
After a few people entered the box and took their seats, the waiter asked, "Do you want the chef to start right away, or wait a little longer?"
"Let Chef start now, our stomachs are already protesting." Karl said to him.
"Okay! Please wait a few moments, and the small ones will inform the chef for a few of you. By the way, what kind of meat do you want to eat? Beef? Mutton? Fish? Chicken? Or duck meat? The waiter took out a tablet and asked.
"I'll just eat beef, what about you?" Carl asked.
"The beef burger is the best, I want beef!" Missouri, as an American who burgers every day, decisively chose beef.
"I'd like to try the mutton, but can you handle the taste of the mutton here?" Richelieu hesitated.
"Absolutely, this young lady. Our meats are carefully selected before they are used, not to mention that the chef will roast them for you on site, so there will be no fishy smell. If your meat has this flavor, we will compensate you after verification. The waiter said confidently.
"Then choose lamb." Richelieu made up his mind.
Yamato, on the other hand, chose the fish, because because of her background, she wanted to taste the difference between the fish here and the ones she made herself.
"What about you?" Seeing that Zao was not chosen, Karl asked.
"I wanted to choose fish, but Yamato chose her... Zao looked at Yamato helplessly and said.
"Then just continue to choose fish and meat, and not every meat can only choose one." Carl was a little strange.
"Then I'll choose fish too."
"Okay, the meat selection of several VIPs has been noted. So are there any taboos or special flavors for VIPs? The waiter asked.
"Just don't want chili peppers, nothing else." Carr said.
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