Chapter 190: What Can Three People Play?
After dividing up the apples and oranges that Wen Wen had secretly stored for An You, the sailors on the Wind and Waves obviously felt that their own state had recovered a little, but Wen Wen knew very well that for these more than 600 people, the vitamin C brought by a little fruit was far from enough, not to mention that most of these people had contracted scurvy. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
You have to figure it out.
The status of mildness soared, and for the members of the Iron Sail Fleet, this young man beside Admiral Cuenca had even become their idol, and he knew what even the Admiral didn't know, and he would cure diseases!
In the Dota world, disease is definitely the most terrifying thing, and for people, the degree of disease is even more terrible than that of Warcraft, and it is simply the demon that lurks around them.
After all, most of the deaths they encounter in their lives are due to diseases, so the mildness of knowing how to cure diseases instantly becomes very high in people's minds.
As for the half-hung healer......
Hehehehehe.
The cabin of the middle deck of the Riding the Waves.
The door of the cabin was closed, and the crew members who passed by the door all took their steps lightly and cautiously passed through here, for at this moment, the two bigwigs of the ship and the maid of one of the bigwigs were inside.
It had been like this for the past few days, and every day after lunch, Admiral Cuenca would go into the mild and quiet cabin and wait until the evening, and sometimes the three of them would not even bother to eat dinner.
There must be something important being discussed.
"I said, there are no vegetables on the ship, and if it goes on like this, it's not a way." Wen Wen stared into the eyes of Cuenca on the other side, and whispered, "You hurry, do you want to?" ā
"There are really no vegetables, don't rush, let me think about it." Cuenca scratched his thinning hair, as if he had made up his mind, and shouted very imposingly, "Let you play the cards again, you still have so many cards!" ā
"Three 6 three 7 three 8 with 459, I'm sorry I won again, you said I gave you a chance, you have to snatch the landlord from me, the landlord tripled, four three plus one anti-spring, you lost a total of sixty-four gold coins, and I and An You were thirty-two." With a gentle smile, he looked at Uncle Cuenca opposite, spread his hands and said, "The feeling of the two kings holding it in his hands is very unpleasant, right?" ā
"Why are your cards so good?!"
With that, Uncle Cuenca angrily counted the gold coins out of his bag.
"Master, you're amazing."
An You's soft praise made Wen Wen listen very refreshing every time, as if he had eaten a sticky Lantern Festival, his body and mind were comfortable, Cuenca, the captain of the Wind and Waves, followed Wen Wen and the master and servant in the cabin every day, but did not discuss any important national affairs, but fought the landlord.
That's right, fight the landlord.
The cards were made by Gentle himself, and since he could not find the red paint, he had to make the suits on the cards hollow and solid.
After teaching Cuenca and An Yu how to play, the two of them fell in love with this novel toy.
Cuenca likes to play gentle and understandable, after all, his personality is like this, as an adventurer, his favorite thing is to try new things, as for peace......
Gentle is really unexpected, she is so quiet that she will like to fight the landlord so much.
"Anyway, the only thing that can be called fruit on the whole ship now is my citrus, right?" Cuenca touched his bag of belongings in distress, and said to himself pitifully, "My gold coins are almost gone." ā
"Citrus?" Hearing this term, he couldn't help but be stunned, "Why didn't you tell me before?" Also, why do you, a pure carnivore, have citrus? ā
"Uh...... I had previously drunk coconut-flavored rum on Keane Island, and I wanted to see if I could make it citrus-flavored. Cuenca smiled sheepishly, but the shuffling of the cards in his hand did not pause in the slightest, "I always defaulted to those things as rum, so I didn't expect them to ...... Okay, I've dealt my cards. ā
"Landlord who is still fighting, take me to see your citrus quickly." Without saying a word, Wen Wen sat up directly from the bed.
"Huh? Stopped playing? ā
Listening to An You's disappointed words on the corner of the bed, he raised his head gently, glanced at her gently, showed a shallow smile, took out a red apple from the bag, and threw it directly to her.
"Well, eat an apple, and then go to bed first, the crew is still sick, and the sick are the biggest."
"Okay."
Click!
An Yu took a small bite of the red apple in his hand, and the crisp chewing sound reached the ears of the two people at the door, which was particularly tempting.
However, in comparison, Cuenca's reaction was much more gentle and exaggerated, and he stared at the apple in An You's hand as if he had been hooked, without even blinking his eyes.
"Hey, hey, hey." Wen Wen poked Cuenca beside him with his elbow and looked at him with disgust, "Don't you like to eat fruits, why do you look at my family like this." ā
Mildly unconsciously, he had become accustomed to calling half-elf girls "My family is peaceful" when talking to others.
"Well, what she eats is, what she eats...... I don't know how to describe it. Cuenca pressed the command cap on his head, turned and opened the hatch, "Let's go." ā
"And then."
Before he could finish speaking, a red apple fell into Cuenca's arms.
"What is this?"
"It's not enough for six hundred people to eat, but it's still no problem to supply the three of us." Wen Wen smiled and took a bite of the apple in his hand, "Let's go, let's see if the citrus you are going to use for wine can still be used." ā
The two of them got out of the cabin and went straight to Cuenca's "cellar cabin", the Wind and Waves was too big, until now Wen Wen didn't know how to go inside this labyrinthine hull, and in the process of finding the way, Wen Wen also checked the physical condition of the sailor.
Although he is still in a sick state, fortunately there is no tendency to continue to deteriorate, and it seems that his apples and oranges still come in handy.
When he came to the door of the "wine cellar cabin", a strong sour smell of citrus poured into his gentle nose, and he pinched his nose and looked at Cuenca beside him: "I said, these oranges won't all be bad, right?" Why is it so sour. ā
"Don't worry, I'm using a secret recipe I learned from that sailor's tavern on Keane Island, and those stingy fellows, if I hadn't drunk the boss, I wouldn't have gotten such a precious thing."
Cuenca smiled and opened the metal hatch in front of him, and looked gently inside, only to see one barrel after another, neatly arranged in the brightly lit room.