Ji Qi brought the two plates in his hand to the table, and the steaming delicacies were like an invisible hand, burrowing into the nostrils, firmly grasping the hearts of the girls.

This is the best of the two almost perfect scores, and it is also the best skill of Jiqi when he graduated from this subject.

Because the examiner of the cooking subject at that time was an aircraft carrier mother - Feng Xiang, so her exam question was the most difficult fried aluminum strips, although it seemed simple, but the control of heat and timing was almost harsh. The perfect work is not biased, and it is easy to make, but it is difficult to get a high score. The examiner is like picking a bone in an egg, and the first student to be assessed is like a pig in a slaughterhouse, cut by a cruel butcher, and all scored zero. In her eyes, what is not qualified should not enter the mouth of the ship mother, who stands on the verge of death every day to fight for the survival of mankind, and deserves to enjoy the best things, not these indiscriminate garbage.

Ji Qi remembered that this was her speech on the first day of teaching, and the seemingly crazy remarks caused a wail below, but Ji Qi didn't, he felt that there was nothing wrong with such a point of view, and that hard work should be rewarded, but the ship girl was fighting with her life, shouldn't she eat the most delicious meal? With this in mind, he studied seriously in the academy for four years, memorized every detail, and worked diligently until he graduated.

On the day of the final exams, the weather was gloomy, as if everyone's faces were very unsightly. Everyone was terrified, and the long queue of people each held a plate, like a cook for the emperor, holding the work in his hand and waiting for the examiner's assessment. But in Jiqi's impression, most of the people in the exam that day got a shame that they had never had before - a zero score. Jiqi impressed the examiner with his own efforts and talents, exclaiming that this was a delicacy that he had never tasted, and it was a limit that no one could surpass, and made an exception to give the first perfect score. Although Jiqi knew, she was exaggerating, after all, there was no real perfection in the outer building of Qingshan Building outside the mountain. But he is still very confident in his cooking skills, just like a master who has been immersed in this art for many years, standing alone at the top, feeling the cold wind whistling in his ears, showing his invincible posture. After all, in the academy for so many years, he has never seen any so-called outsiders outside the mountains, all he saw were dirt slopes, and some even deep pits with no bottom in sight.

Only the two Lexington sisters and Jiqi were left in the whole large dining room, and Wales, who had finished eating, left early with Noah's Ark, not knowing what to do. Lexington, who sat and waited, looked serious, as serious as a gourmand who was conducting a professional review.

She first bowed her head slightly, fanned lightly with her hand, and carefully savored the fragrance that emanated. Then pick up the chopsticks on the side and twist a piece for appreciation.

Sandwiched between the chopsticks, the aluminum strip is of just the right length and size, wrapped in a sauce of uniform thickness and a slight green onion. She twisted up the light, and through the bright sunlight she could even clearly see the texture and neat cut marks of the aluminum strip inside, like a perfect work of art, which was intoxicating.

She was very satisfied, and felt that the young admiral was not making a big fuss, and that he was proud of this hand, after all, she had never seen anyone with such a delicate or even perfect sword.

Lexington smiled with satisfaction, saying that it was all about the smell and the last and most important thing, and she didn't want her admiral to be like some British heavy patrolman who made something beautiful enough to be a craft, but tasted like rotten rat meat soaked in a sewer that could kill a person.

She opened her mouth slightly, and with a slight nervousness, she fed the aluminum strip in. Tender aluminum strips mixed with delicious sauce burst between her teeth, instantly satisfying her discerning taste buds. Her eyes narrowed slightly, like crescent moons.

Ji Qi looked at Lexington's expression, and his nervous heart was already relaxed. He knows that this is the other party's test of himself, and if he is qualified, he will stay, and if he is qualified, he will leave.

After all, the tutor of the cooking subject is also a ship mother, and she is familiar with the mind of the ship mother. And that's how she was captured and found her own admiral. This is the story told by the tutor Feng Xiang when the class is boring, the most important thing for the wandering ship girl is to have a commander, the kind that meets her own standards, whether the town guard house is big or small, whether it is new or old is secondary, the most important thing is that your cooking skills can keep the ship girl, Ji Qi still remembers Feng Xiang's serious look when he said this, she said that she was attracted by a commander who was good at cooking, and finally signed a contract with him, until he finished his life.

"The best thing in the world is to watch you happily eat my own food, and nothing else." This sentence is the love words between Admiral Feng Xiang and her when they first met, and it is precisely because of this oath that the Admiral has cooked for Feng Xiang for a lifetime, leaving an indelible mark in her heart, and whenever she mentions it, her eyes are often full of tears.

This was the most impressive scene for Jiqi, and it was also the belief that made him determined to pass the culinary exam with a perfect score. Although it seems to those rich kids to be a joke, it is just a joke, who would be a cook who is busy in the kitchen all day, they are ambitious people. They are destined to become generals who will go down in history, gallop across the field, make a name for themselves, and engrave their names on the blood-stained monument of merit.

This seems to be the thinking of most people, and it is also a reflection of their education, after all, every great family does not want their heir to be a cook who spends his days at the stove, and then he will be mercilessly ridiculed by the other families. The noble should have some high ambitions and do the best work, while the cook is the servant who serves them, and no one will surrender himself to the throne.

Although Jiqi did not agree with their ideas, he did not criticize them. After all, everyone has their own will, and no one can judge right or wrong.

But since he was born in a slum, he has long been free of the innocence and naivety of a child, and he delusions that he is the center of the world and can change everything. Before entering the academy, Jiqi followed his mother every day to make a living, and picking up garbage was one of his frequent tasks. Every time the sun sets, when he walks home with his mother, he looks at the gradually sinking sun, as if the fading hope, and sadly feels that his life is like this, and he will stay in this dark place until he dies, and every morning when he opens his eyes, he has to struggle for today's food and clothing, and there is no extra energy for him to think nonsense. Therefore, in that environment, he also became realistic, he had to care about everything about firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, and he couldn't wait to spend every penny as two cents. This also shaped his budget-conscious character, and the main reason why he chose cooking as an elective at the beginning was because he was afraid that there would be too much expenditure on this aspect of the ship's food, and he would save a large part of the expenses by doing it himself, but this was only his original idea of learning to cook. Later, the appearance of his mentor Feng Xiang changed his view, and it turned out that cooking is also an important link to happiness, and it also has a deeper meaning. Since then, every time he cooks, he will be full of affection, so that the eater can feel his emotions, rather than mechanically following the steps in the book to make empty defective products.

Jiqi poured his hope that they would stay into this small plate, and passed it on to their hearts through their taste buds.

Lexington tasted it lightly, put down the wooden chopsticks, and did not like his sister opposite, like a demon who had never eaten in his life, holding a large piece of the plate and eating it, and his mouth was covered with slippery sauce. She stood up and took off the navy hat from her head, revealing a face that had captivated the country and the city, and the long flaxen hair behind her shimmered golden in the sun, reflecting her countenance, which made people uncontrollably tempted.

Lexington is like a knight who has found his lord, holding a sword that symbolizes an oath in his hand, and swearing an oath to his favorite lord.

"Lexington-class aircraft carrier No. 1, Lexington is here. Commander, would you like to go with me and feel the sea breeze? The vow is sincere and sincere, like an invitation, leaving the decision in the hands of the prayer assembly.

Saratoga, who was still chewing food in his mouth, also raised his hand holding chopsticks, vaguely, "Commander, Commander, and me, the Lexington-class aircraft carrier No. 2, Saratoga, also want to feel the sea breeze with the Admiral." ”

Ji Qi looked at Lexington's serious look, smiled and said, "I'm just a newly appointed admiral, there are only two of them in total, and the resources are not as good as those rich admirals, and there are some food that can't be eaten." You don't know it, I'm just a lucky slum boy who became a governor with good fortune, I don't have the slightest background, I don't have a huge family to back it up, and I don't have any ambitions. At this, he smiled self-deprecatingly, as if he were a failed person with all his shortcomings. That's the case with me, not as rosy as you think, or even the bottom of it. Now, do you still have to stick to your choice to stay? ”

Jiqi looked at Lexington with a smile, waiting for her choice. He has the obligation to tell the other party the true situation, so that she has a general understanding of his future, and if the other party leaves because of this, he will not have the slightest regret, because it is not destined to be the ship girl he wants. A ship girl who will leave because of foreign objects, one day will also turn around on the battlefield because of fear, he is not a saint, but he only asks for a clear conscience.

Lexington, who heard the answer, stroked the long hair around his ear and smiled slyly.

"Will the commander cook for me every day? Just like today. Lexington asked.

"Absolutely." Jiqi did not hesitate.

The two looked at each other and smiled, seeing the answer they wanted in each other's eyes.

At this time, Jiqi remembered the oath of Mentor Fengxiang and her Admiral, the best thing in the world is to watch you happily eat the food I made with my own hands, and nothing else.

He looked at Lexington and Saratoga, who were enjoying lunch, and smiled satisfied. He whispered to himself in his heart that the best thing in the world is nothing more than that.