I, Sakazuki, Will Not Take a Dog Easily

The corner of the hawkish leader of the navy headquarters also rarely raised a slight arc: "That's why I am Sakazuki."

"I heard that you also got a devil fruit by the way?" Sakazuki unpacked a souvenir package and motioned to his adjutant.

Lindemann didn't answer the words in Sakazuki, but disappeared instantly in front of him.

"Although I heard that Sao Monkey mentioned it," Sakazuki was full of admiration in its tone. "But after seeing it with my own eyes, I understand how your ability to this fruit is suitable for intelligence work."

The lord of the legion suddenly squinted his eyes when he picked up the local produce in his hand. It was a big bag of bright red peppers.

There was a flash of light in his mind, and Sakazuki couldn't help but patted his head in annoyance.

I was also frightened by Jessica's various martial arts in the kitchen, thinking about how to open the eyes of the two of them, but forgot that the most important thing about eating is the feeling of family and friends reunion.

"Lieutenant General? What are you?" The fox smiled and cared.

Sakazuki weighed the weight of the pocket, it was almost a few kilograms: "The souvenir of the ghost spider is the same?"

The brigadier general who had not kept up with his thoughts looked a little dazed: "Yes, what's the matter?"

"What's the matter?" Sakazuki has a clear mind. "Tell the ghost spider that the chili bag in his gift belongs to me. In exchange, I invite the two of you to come to Gion's for dinner tonight!"

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"So, you two were invited by Sakazuki to come over for dinner?" Gion raised his eyebrows and pressed against the door.

She thought that this dinner was a warm dinner that belonged to them alone, but she jumped out halfway through a silver fox and a brown spider carrying bottles and jars, claiming to be invited to dinner.

The pink-haired rabbit was full of upset. He wanted to give them a reward and a sword to get them off, but considering that if the elm head of Sakazuki really opened up, wouldn't it be rude to be the hostess?

The tangled Gion was a little unhappy: "How many people did he invite?"

"It seems... just the two of us." Lindemann, who is very eager to survive, cautiously said. He shot him to the ground with a sword, snatched the lunch box, and dragged him to Polusa like a dead dog. The female swordsman in front of Li Nuo's house is really a psychological shadow.

The ghost spider is still expressionless, but the uneasy curling hair behind him betrays him.

The task he received back then was to hold the "Flying Dragon", and the ghost spider power used by even the warm boy fell in front of this pink rabbit.

"Come in." Gion pondered for a moment, then turned his body sideways to let out most of the passage.

The two of them rushed into the house almost at the fastest speed in their lives.

"Huh? Brother Fox? Brother Ghost Spider?" Robin, who was sitting on the sofa reading a book, cheered and jumped for joy. Maybe she hadn't seen these two people for a long time. Looking at these two old acquaintances, the girl was a little confused: Sakazuki is still busy tonight?"

"The Lieutenant General said he will arrive a little later tonight." The ghost spider put down the bag in his hand and placed the bottles and cans in it on the dining table.

"Oil, sesame oil, vinegar" The girl slid her fingertips over the condiments one by one, her chin raised slightly: "Sister Gion, I guess I was right! The cooking skills of Sakazuki are the same as that of Jonathan , He wouldn't just use these three condiments to make a table of meals, right?"

"Who knows," Gion laughed. "As long as he does it, I love it."

The ghost spider and Lindeman looked at each other. Why did the meal have a vague sense of fullness before the meal?

The ghost spider has the most sensitive senses. He frowned and asked the fox beside him: "Do you smell anything? It's a bit choking."

Lindemann thought that the ghost spider was playing with him in Gion "Of course, this one... wait, it's really choking..."

Now, not only did he smell it, but Gion and Robin turned their heads toward the door.

At the door of the female Jianhao's dormitory, someone came carrying a pot.

162. Hot pot is a feature of the legion

"This is... a hot pot?" Robin tilted his head, and once Jessica prepared a "bout soup" seafood hot pot for her and Jonathan.

The so-called "Ichiban Dashi" is made from natural dried kelp and ground bonito flakes, which are boiled, filtered, and precipitated for a long time.

Combining the luscious taste of two high-grade dry goods, the color is clear and delicious, the amber-like elegant color, but also has a strong marine flavor, refreshing and sweet, exquisite and mellow, it is the easiest Japanese soup base to elicit the original flavor of the ingredients.

Sakazuki doesn't buy this kind of crooked Japanese soup pot at all, although the types and patterns of hot pot in his former hometown are endless.

But in his inherent concept, how can hot pot not be spicy?

Is it still called hot pot if it is not spicy?

"Hey, Sakazuki, is this edible?" Robin hesitated while looking at the red soup tumbling in the pot in front of him. Her childhood life allowed her to adapt strongly to the worst food: hard enough to handle She was not afraid of the bread sticks used for weapons, the skeleton of grilled ribs with only bones, and the leftover vegetable soup and gravy.

She was able to live a few years with a piece of black bread and a glass of water, but for the first time she felt a little worried about the choking smell and the crimson oily soup in the pot.

Why is there always a sense of sight of biological and chemical weapons?

The answer to Sakazuki is yes. While he put his palm on the bottom of the pot and continued to heat it, his other hand pointed like a knife to cut a thin slice of meat from the raw sirloin and threw it into the pot.

He was a little bit emotional. He didn't care when he ate hot pot before, but it was actually quite complicated to operate.

The stir-frying ingredients of hot pot chili are extremely important, which is why he is late. Large chunks of butter melt in the pot, and the butter can effectively absorb the taste of the chili. The spiciness of **** can enrich the level of spiciness. Chili will release the bright red and spicy flavor in the oil pan, and finally bloom on the tip of the tongue in Sakazuki.

"Don't be idle, sit down and eat, Lindeman, take out the yellow throat from the box and cook it first." Sakazuki moved the chopsticks in the pot for a few times and threw the hot beef directly In the mouth.

Although it is still a lot worse than the spicy and spicy taste in my hometown, as the first hot pot in another world, Sakazuki is quite satisfactory.

"Um... Sakazuki, how does it taste?" The little girl was still skeptical, but when she saw that the other party had already started, she couldn't help asking.

The Lieutenant General of the Navy Headquarters nodded happily: "Very good, the meat is tender and delicious, and it has enough flavor."

Gion sliced ​​the beef so that Sakazuki could be picked up with chopsticks, and asked a question that everyone cares about: "Isn't it spicy?"

"It's not spicy," Sakazuki replied with confidence. Compared with the 500,000 Gauvis peppers in my hometown, this ordinary pepper is really nothing.

After that, he was afraid that everyone would not believe it, so he picked up a pinch of chili and chewed on it.

Because of the food in the mouth, the voice of Sakazuki is a bit ambiguous: "It's not spicy, really."

Everyone carefully observed his face, and found that not only there was no sign of redness, but there was no fine sweat on his forehead.

Lindemann took the lead in moving his chopsticks. He first poured the plates of raw strips into the pot and learned how to eat Sakazuki. The fox also used chopsticks to pick up a piece of beef and put it in the hot pot.

Several people followed suit, picking up pieces of meat and putting them in the pot.

"Yellow throat? Is the yellow throat the throat of a cow?" Robin became interested in the weird term mentioned in Sakazuki.

In the afternoon, Lindemann, who was in charge of cooking this ingredient, shook his head: "No, guess again."

The girl thought carefully about the food that was poured into the pot. "Is it the ligament of a cow?"

Sakazuki signaled to the people sitting around the table that the beef is cooked, and explained to Robin: "The yellow throat is not the cow’s throat, but its aorta, with a layer attached to it. For the slippery film, Lindemann’s job this afternoon is to help tear the film."

"That's it," Robin nodded and delivered the cooked beef into her mouth. She didn't expect to learn something new after dinner.

Then, the girl's body froze.