Azur Lane: The Tragic Admiral’s Azur Life

The so-called 'that' refers to what Yang Sikang just told Ying Rui in the construction room.

To put it bluntly, it’s food.

As we all know, foreigners generally have three inherent impressions of Donghuang people:

1. The cooking skills are very good. Donghuang people are all very good at cooking.

2. Kung Fu is very good, and everyone in Donghuang is a Kung Fu master.

3. They play table tennis very well. Everyone in Donghuang is a table tennis master.

But it is also well known that no one in Donghuang will recognize these three points.

But most of the time this is not clear.

Fortunately, Yang Sikang doesn't need to wash because he is really good at cooking.

"Zhaohe, please come too. I'll prepare a copy for the others."

When he came to the kitchen, Yang Sikang first dug a few times from the wooden barrel on the side, and soon took out the preserved eggs buried inside.

These were also bought by someone else. Because he bought them, most of them were obtained from other sources, and the quality was not good anyway.

Knock it lightly with the back of the knife a few times, and then quickly peel off the outer wrapping.

Yang Sikang peeled eight eggs in one go, and each one was of good size.

After cleaning the floating ash on the surface of the peeled preserved egg, Yang Sikang continued to peel the eggshell.

The beautiful preserved eggs fell into the plate one after another. Yang Sikang put them on the cutting board and moved them quickly with one hand while quickly turning the preserved eggs with the other hand.

Soon, the eight preserved eggs turned into evenly sized flaps and formed a circle on the plate, evenly distributed.

Then Yang Sikang picked out a few fresh wattle sticks, took out a small oven nearby, put in charcoal, lit the fire, and then put the wattle sticks on and slowly baked them.

During this period, find the coarse chili noodles and Sichuan peppercorns that have been baked in advance, then add the fine chili noodles and mix them evenly to make them fragrant and spicy. Then add white sesame seeds, chopped green onions, and minced garlic.

A spoonful of hot oil is poured in three times, the sizzling sound is heard repeatedly, and the fragrance is stronger and stronger.

The pre-processed chili noodles, Sichuan peppercorns and white sesame seeds were stimulated by the hot oil to create a rich aroma. Only then did Yang Sikang add a small amount of other spice powders to incorporate the aroma with the residual heat of the oil.

This is a fragrance that can be described as violent, and it spreads quickly and unreasonably.

At this time, he picked up the baked wattle sticks that had been turned over halfway through, and slightly cleaned the burnt skin on the surface. Then Yang Sikang took out a stone mortar.

Remove the top of the roasted soft wattle sticks, place them in a stone mortar, and mash them repeatedly until they become a paste.

Finally, put the Erjing tiao into the empty space in the center of the plate, then add salt, balsamic vinegar, soy sauce and MSG to the quickly cooled seasoning, stir evenly and pour it into the plate.

Only then did Yang Sikang stop with satisfaction, then looked up...the entire kitchen was surrounded!

There were two little dumplings lying on the dining table, looking at him eagerly.

And their two owners also watched as eagerly as they did.

Not only them, but also Zhenhai is staring at this side.

"Aren't you all in trouble?"

Yang Sikang asked in surprise.

The ship girls looked at each other, and then all looked at him.

Zhenhai spoke first:

"Commander, the smell of violence just now filled the guest house. Who can't help but come and take a look at this time?"

The other ship girls nodded one after another. Only the ship girls who were accustomed to Yang Sikang's cooking skills were relatively calm and did not appear surprised.

Yang Sikang smiled, put the plate on the dining table, pushed it forward, and then put a few pairs of chopsticks on it.

"Try it, I made it casually. The preserved eggs and wattle are both purchased, and the quality is pretty good."

After he finished speaking, no one took action at all.

Although everyone looked at this plate of cold preserved eggs with great concern, it was obvious that no one wanted to do anything.

"Okay, since no one is doing anything, although it's a bit early now, let's prepare lunch now."

Yang Sikang smiled, and everyone agreed with this opinion.

Although several ship girls from Donghuang have joined the fleet, there is no room for them to enter the kitchen today.

The maids came to help, and Sirius and others took the newly joined Donghuang ship girls out to chat or go shopping.

Hua Jia walked briskly to Helena's side. Helena, who didn't understand Hua Jia's character at all, still seemed a little restrained and seemed to care about Hua Jia's ladylike demeanor.

But Yang Sikang smiled, knowing that Helena would soon be frightened by Hua Jia's true character.

After all, the ladylike Hua Jia is actually a ship girl with a thirst for exploration and a spirit of adventure. Anyone who knows it for the first time will be surprised, right?

When Yang Sikang and others didn't notice, Yixian left the guest house alone and came to an open space behind the guest house.

Everyone is busy with other things, and now there is no one here.

Yixian slowly stopped and took a deep breath, feeling the smell of grass in the air, the gentle breeze and the warm sunshine.

She seemed to be missing something. After a moment, she opened her eyes and suddenly started talking to herself.

"Are those extra memories in my mind given by you?"

There was no one here, so her words seemed very strange.

But the next second, a transparent figure appeared next to Yixian.

This figure was dressed in clothes common during the Republic of China, with a lamp hanging in his hand and a sad smile on his face.

Ship R's Yixian (after transformation)

"Sorry, doing such a thing is really... a helpless act."

The two people looked at each other. Although one of them was as ethereal as a ghost, Yixian just smiled lightly:

"Why bother saying thank you? Aren't you also a Yixian?"

'Yixian' smiled and shook his head slightly:

"No matter what, you are the immortal in this world, not me. I am just a dead person, but I did ridiculous things and stuffed things that have nothing to do with you into your memory."

Yixian's eyes flashed slightly:

"Then why are you doing this?"

She paused and added:

"Those memories are very important to you. I can feel that you actually don't want to share those precious memories with others, right?"

"Yes, but no matter how precious the memory is, it cannot compare to him."

'Yixian' sighed, leaned forward and said:

"I have no choice but to do this. Can you please help me? My purpose is also very simple...please try your best to prevent him from returning to the QX-306 sea area, okay?"

Yixian frowned slightly and said:

"Why?"

'Yixian' hesitated for a moment and sighed softly:

"The guy who caused the threat is still there. If he goes back... he will be in big trouble."