Natasha swept into the cabin quickly and violently like a whirlwind. Just as she was about to run up the stairs to the second floor, she saw Luo Ji, who had just come in with Spider-Man Gwen, holding a deck of cards in her hand.
Go upstairs.
"Luo Ji, wait a minute." Natasha quickly rushed over and stopped Luo Ji, looked into her green eyes and said, "What are you doing up here?"
"Of course I'm looking for Gwen." Luo Ji shrugged, looked at the cards in her hand and said to Natasha: "She promised me to teach me how to play this card before the food was ready, but she didn't even start.
I was called by Schiller to revise the paper."
"Uh, are you sure she just went to correct the paper?"
Luo Ji looked at Natasha with some doubts, then licked her lips and said with a slightly disbelieving expression: "Natasha, aren't you? You just fell into Schiller's hands?"
"I...well, listen, Rocky, I know Schiller is unlikely to attack minors, but you also know how wild this Miss Gwen's style is, and I don't want her to be in Schiller's house.
Stayed here for too long.”
Luo Ji slowly took two steps back and looked at Natasha as if she had met her for the first time. Before she could ask more questions, Natasha grabbed Luo Ji's arm and said, "You have to go up."
Looking for her, right? Then go quickly, it’s best to bring Gwen back here, so that Schiller can take his hands off to prepare food. "
Luo Ji pursed her lips, looking a little confused, but in the end she shrugged and walked upstairs. After a while, she and Gwen Spider-Man walked down together, and Gwen Spider-Man was still talking.
Complaining.
"God, you've been a big help, Luo Ji, I almost thought he was going to eat me." After saying that, she happily put her arm around Luo Ji's shoulders, pulled her towards her, and smiled with her white teeth exposed.
Said: "Now we are good sisters who share weal and woe. Come on, I will teach you how to play cards."
Luo Ji was speechless, crossed her arms and walked quickly to the sofa and said: "There are more than 30 spelling errors in a 500-word paper. You are really good at it."
Natasha let out a sigh of relief, but at this time Schiller walked out of the room again, her eyes still falling on Gwen and Luo Ji. Natasha quickly rushed forward and stood between them, revealing a
He gave a fake smile and said, "I happen to want to know how to play this game, do you mind teaching me?"
"You actually don't know how to play German Heart Attack?!" Spider-Man Gwen opened her eyes in surprise and said, "Am I the only party girl here?"
"I'm afraid, miss, you can't expect a female agent from the former Soviet Union to go to the Yankees' crazy parties. Come on, tell me the rules. Maybe we can work together to win."
Gwen Spider-Man immediately rolled his eyes and said: "Stop making trouble, this is not poker, there is no such thing as joining forces. To put it simply, this is a game of reaction ability..."
Gwen Spider-Man briefly introduced the rules of the German Heart Disease game to Natasha and Rocky. In short, there are fifty-six cards with different numbers of fruits printed on them, and everyone takes turns.
Cards, ring the bell as long as there are more than five of the same fruits on the table, it is the simplest party game.
Gwen Spider-Man showed a mysterious smile, waved the cards in his hand and said: "It sounds a bit childish, right? You sit here and think about it and you can't think of what's fun about it, but when you actually play it, you will
You will understand."
Natasha and Luo Ji were both a little confused. They thought that this deck of fifty-six fruit cards would have some very complicated rules. But they didn't expect it to be so simple. It can't even be said to be simple, but rather
He's mentally retarded. Who can't do addition and subtraction within 5?
The two older women were filled with questions. In addition to being confused, they also had deep worries about the IQ of Americans.
"You guys definitely don't have any real feelings when I say this, why don't we give it a try." Gwen Spider-Man pursed her lips and raised the corners of her mouth, showing a bad smile. Natasha and Luo Ji looked at each other and nodded.
At this time, Schiller had already reached the bottom of the stairs. Spider-Man Gwen waved at him vigorously and said: "None of us know how to cook, so I'll leave it to you for dinner. Let's play here for a while, bye."
"
Schiller shook his head, looking a little helpless, but still put his hands into his trench coat pockets and walked out of the door.
After Schiller left, Natasha breathed a sigh of relief. At least she had caught Gwen Spider-Man and Luo Ji, and at this time, Gwen Spider-Man was already preparing to turn over the cards.
The three of them took turns to turn over the cards. The first card was two prunes, and the second card was three bananas. Natasha's hand hesitated for a moment, and then she remembered that the rules said there must be five identical fruits, and then
Received it back.
The fourth card was a lemon, and the fifth card was two lemons. Everyone took turns and failed to collect five fruits. The process inevitably seemed a bit boring.
But when the sixth card was thrown out, five bananas suddenly appeared. Natasha hesitated for a moment, so Gwen Spider-Man, who was slower but knew the rules better, and Rocky, who reacted faster, reached out to ring the bell at the same time.
Luo Ji's movements should be faster. Of course, it is also possible that Gwen Spider-Man, who has a spider sense, deliberately let go. In short, Luo Ji's hand pressed on the bell first, followed by Gwen Spider-Man's hand.
Originally this was a very normal action, but Luo Ji's body suddenly stiffened because she could feel Spider-Man Gwen's fingers suggestively touching the back of her hand and drawing an arc.
Spider-Man Gwen withdrew her hand as if nothing had happened. After a while, Luo Ji also slowly took back her hand. Then in the next two rounds of the game, Luo Ji, who is known for his cleverness in addition and subtraction within 5,
Ji is not right.
This mentally retarded game is about "the heart is confused and the knife is slow". If you play with bad friends, it will be easy for each other's hands to turn red when ringing the bell. Then the next time you want to grab the bell
When the time comes, you have to think about it, don't miss the bell and get slapped by others.
But if you are playing with someone you are familiar with, but not too familiar with, but have a good impression of each other, then the action of grabbing the bell, which may involve touching your hands, will seem a bit ambiguous, and may even become an opportunity for one party to take the initiative.
Natasha didn't have any physical contact with either of them during the whole process. Either the cards she turned over just happened to be five, so she hit the bell quickly, or she didn't react at all and didn't reach out her hand, so
She felt lonely playing these rounds of the game.
Then, Spider-Man Gwen took out other props she bought and began to explain to them the rules of truth or dare or roulette. This was more interesting than the slightly mentally retarded game of German Heart Disease, especially roulette.
It suited Natasha's taste, and the female agent's laughter could be heard from time to time in the room.
The atmosphere inside the hut was hot, and the outside was not bad either. After the ladies left, the men, all of whom had good cooking skills, began to prepare sumptuous food for dinner, which could be roughly divided into meat processing areas and fish processing areas.
area, other staple food or vegetable processing area.
Both Americans, Nick and Steve, are dealing with meat. The Agents of SHIELD supermarket where Gwen Spider-Man goes provides cold beef. The beef does not need to be defrosted. Nick has already divided it into small pieces and marinated it with sauce.
Made, but parts such as lamb chops and chicken wings are frozen and are being thawed aside.
Ivan brought over a pot of chopped bell peppers. Nick skewered the meat skewers piece by piece. Steve hammered the steak on the cutting board made of tree rings on the other side and ground it.
Sprinkle a good amount of pepper over the surface of the steak.
Schiller handled fish as always. This is actually the most difficult job among them. It is inevitably dirty and tiring for ordinary people. After all, killing fish requires seeing blood, removing scales, removing gills, and removing internal organs. The processing speed must be fast.
Otherwise, the fish will easily become stale.
But Schiele was able to dig out a crisp beauty from this most mundane job, even with an elegance like making a work of art.
He connected a water pipe from the house and placed it next to the largest circular chopping board. He grabbed a fish from the water tank and slapped it on the chopping board with its tail, making a bang sound. After the fish fainted, he inserted the knife blade into the fish accurately.
As for the gills, just turn your wrist and the gills will be removed.
Tap the boning knife in your hand lightly on the chopping board, scrape off the fish scales in three or two strokes, press the side of the fish on the chopping board, cut the tip of the knife along the abdominal line, raise the blade and scrape from top to bottom, then press the blade down from
From bottom to top, the internal organs slid onto the chopping board along the blade.
Raise the blade to scrape all the unnecessary internal organs, blood and water out of the chopping board, then spread the fish out and score fine lines with the tip of the knife to facilitate the flavoring, then throw the fish tail onto the ice pile next to it, and then continue with the next one.
The whole process is not very fast, but Schiller's seriousness and concentration add a different kind of charm to this whole series of actions.
Unknowingly, Charles and Eric across from him were only watching him handle the fish and forgot about the work they were doing.
"I bet he has killed a lot of fish." Charles said with some sigh: "Maybe he was a young fisherman, or he may have lived in the coastal city for a long time."
Eric glanced at Charles expressionlessly, having nothing to say about his old friend's naivety. He just stirred the watery starch in his hand with a fork and said: "You are completely wrong. Fishermen and fishmongers are both
They pursue speed more because that is their craft of making a living. Only when the efficiency is high enough can they make more money."
Charles turned to look at Eric, who stirred the things in his hands and said: "Obviously, the situation where Schiller would use a knife is not to provide him with the means to make a living, but to give him spiritual pleasure.
, so it’s not fast, but it’s quite focused.”
"He must have enjoyed it many times, every time it was slow, elegant, and full of enjoyment. Then he kept it all in mind, sublimated it into a unique art, and refined his unique temperament."
Eric's words echoed in Charles's ears, causing him to start thinking and recollecting uncontrollably. When he raised his head and looked at Schiller opposite, he saw a hint of youthfulness in the focused brows and forehead.
Come.
A hazy and ethereal light appeared in front of his eyes, and his thoughts gradually drifted away, and connected with his special ability. An abyss crack was like a scar across the earth. Charles saw in a trance, a young man half kneeling in a pool of blood.
, holding a knife in his hand.
The young man was pressing something with his knees. When the blade came closer, he could see clearly that it was a giant bass that still had nerve reflexes and was constantly twisting and struggling under his body.
Charles was involuntarily drawn to take a closer look, and then he saw no more than no less than twenty-four ribs in the open wound.
In an instant, a storm of thoughts swept across America.
