bit stealing game

Chapter 61 Arnold’s Crisis

A bonfire was set up, and the burning flames seemed to take over the setting sun.

The meat is sizzling on the shelf, and the aroma of the food is already making its presence felt in the air.

A man with reddish hair walked over from a place with a strong aroma. He pointed to the bonfire in the center of the camp and said, "What do you guys want to eat? Let's go grill it now." The man's hair was like fire, but his expression was strange.

cold.

Rather than asking a few of us, he was obviously waiting for Alex's reply. The group of people Morgan brought seemed to pay special attention to Alex, which I am used to.

Li Yuan and I both said that there is no need to bother, we can support ourselves. Besides, 279 will definitely take care of the team members' meals.

Alex also declined his kindness.

The red-haired man had just been annoyed by Arnold taking a video with a GoPro, so he didn't want to wait for his opinion.

But Arnaud was not someone who could be left out. He didn't care that the man ignored him, and thought for a moment: "Then please give me a piece of veal loin. Thank you Charles."

When the man named Charles heard this, he laughed angrily. "So particular. How familiar do you want it to be?"

Arno looked at the meat being roasted on the fire in the distance, and said without saying anything: "I want it medium rare."

Charles looked at him for a while and then walked away silently.

Alex sneered. "You'll get sick if you eat like this."

Arno blinked his damn blue eyes at her, pretending otherwise that his tongue, which had tasted all the delicacies, would be injured because the meat was not tender enough.

"Besides, there are no diseases caused by delicious food."

Alex was amused by him.

After Arnold's performance, the heavy feeling just now was dispelled with the last ray of sunshine.

Someone laughed behind us.

We looked over.

Jason grinned, revealing two small tiger teeth. The child didn't notice anyone else and found a place to sit on the sand.

Arno waved his hand: "Boy, don't laugh. I can give you some later so you can have a taste of Italian taste."

Jason declined his offer.

"Those animals were killed several days ago, and I watched them being loaded into the truck. The preservation conditions along the way were not good, and they could easily get sick if they were eaten too raw."

The child looked directly at the other person when he spoke, appearing serious and sincere.

Arno was startled when he heard this.

Alex was happy to see him deflated, and his green eyes narrowed in satisfaction.

"Did I see the aurora?" Jason murmured.

If these words had been said by the other two people present, they might have been a bit greasy. But Jason was young, and his watery green eyes looked very sincere. He looked at Alex with respect and amazement.

Arno was stunned. He half-opened his mouth, not knowing how to react.

I laughed.

Li Yuan patted him on the shoulder: "Chris, kids these days are incredible. Don't take it too seriously."

If it weren't for the smile shining in his eyes, Arno might really be comforted. But now, Arno can't even stand up his feathers.

Alex was stunned for a moment after hearing Jason's words, and then showed an amused smile.

Those green eyes were just like Jason said, as if they melted into the aurora.

Seeing us all laughing, Jason looked at me again and said, "You make me want to go to the East."

I was happy. "You are always welcome, little one."

Then I said to Alex and Arnold: "Not only him, you all deserve to come to China."

Arnuo's eyes lit up. He didn't care about trying to get back the ground from Jason, and immediately said yes. "I haven't been to China yet. It would be great if I could have a chance to visit Yu and Yue Chen's hometown.

."

I snorted. "China is very big. Our hometown is only a small part. Every place has its own unique culture."

Arno whispered: "I know."

Alex looked at me and then turned to Li Yuan.

"If you have time, you are always welcome." Li Yuan said.

Alex looked at him expectantly.

When Charles brought over the veal loin that Arnold asked for medium-rare, which might not be medium-rare, the three of them were interrupted from their imagination about their trip to China.

Looking at the plump flesh and blood, Arno couldn't help but frown in disgust.

Under Alex's half-smiling gaze, he went to get a charcoal basin and placed the fresh beef in front of him to process it again.

After a while, Arno became happy again. He stopped staring at the half-cooked piece of meat and looked up at us: "Hey, do you want to see my craftsmanship?"

He is really good at making fun for himself, and he is also good at dragging others down. I thought that I should wait until 279 has sorted it out and go to eat the ready-made food. Now when I see Arno's proud look, I change

Got an idea.

"Then I want grilled chicken wings, drizzled with honey."

Arnold's blue eyes blinked briskly, his right hand lightly touched his left shoulder, and he said: "I'm happy to oblige."

Li Yuan said politely: "Take your favorite one."

Alex thought for a moment: "I want to eat roasted chicken with vanilla and orange. The internal organs of the chicken should be taken out and filled with orange."

Arno's smile faltered, but he still accepted it.

Jason wasn't involved.

Arnold continued to flip the beef on the charcoal basin and said generously: "Tell me what you want to eat. As long as it is an existing dish, there is nothing I can't cook." He just boasted about Haikou,

Suddenly something occurred to me, and I looked at Li Yuan and me, and added: "The venue is limited, I can't cook Chinese food."

Jason was quite surprised. After confirming again that he could order food, he said sheepishly: "I have been away from my hometown for a long time. Our Mexican tacos are delicious, but I haven't had them in a long time. I just saw them

We prepared burritos here in Egypt, similar to ours. Can you please make me a beef taco?"

At this time, Arnold couldn't laugh at all. Although tacos are common, they can't be operated in the current situation. But Arnold refused to say that he couldn't do it. He said in the tone of a kidnapper: "Young man,

Don’t you want to try my specialty Italian way of eating? T-bone steak? I guarantee you’ll be able to swallow your tongue.”

Jason lowered his eyes and hesitated for a moment, then thoughtfully asked for the same food as Alex.

But everyone could see that he still really wanted to eat tacos.

Arno put one hand on the ground, leaned over and ruffled Jason's hair with the other hand. He forced out a confident smile and said, "Just wait, I'll make you a taco right away. Give it back to you."

Add red pepper to it."

Alex glanced sideways: "I didn't see it, Chris, you're pretty good."

Arno smiled and said nothing. His sullen expression clearly said, "I'm not such a great person." Then he got another look from Alex.

I saw that Arnold was trying to make a fool of himself, so I couldn't help but want to help him. "Speaking of which, the roast duck should be able to handle it."

Arno looked at me with a bit of grievance, as if he was scolding me for adding insult to injury.

I thought about it and thought it wasn't appropriate. "It's really hard for you. How about I just eat the roasted leg of lamb? It needs to be fully cooked but the meat must be tender. It's best to keep the bones and flesh intact." I added.

Added: "Honey grilled wings are also a must."

Arno groaned and walked away.

Li Yuan smiled, stood up and followed him to help him.

Alex and I looked at each other and smiled.

Jason stuck out his tongue at us and got up to follow us. He also said confidently: "I'm good at cooking. I'll give you a taste later."

Alex quietly fiddled with Arnold's barbecued meat that was still bloody. She had no intention of communicating with me, but I did want to strike up a conversation with her.

This is not only because of the feeling that Alex’s parents were probably lost in this desert, but she was kept in the dark. I also need to know what happened in Antarctica that time, and what notification Alex and the others received at that time.

How much do you know about that mission? And why Alex was obviously transformed, but she would not endure Li Yuan's ordeal during the full moon. If she knew the answer herself.

“That orange grilled chicken sounds delicious, but it doesn’t seem easy to make.”

Alex smiled and said: "Since Chris loves to brag, let him try it."

"You guys have such a good relationship." I said with a hint of envy on purpose.

"You guys have a good relationship. Chris likes you very much." I just sneered and heard her add in a low voice. "Lee too."

I looked at her.

Alex kept staring at the piece of meat, turning it over and over with unnecessary frequency.

That's what happened. I couldn't help but curl my lips. "Really, I didn't see it." I said in a pretentious tone, which even made me feel cheap.

Alex frowned, but still said seriously: "Lee treats you differently."

I thought to myself, that's Xiao Jiujiu who you don't know. If it wasn't for showing some weakness in front of Morgan and others, he wouldn't show that he has anything to do with me.

But in order not to damage the image of Li Yuan as a beauty, and to tease Alex, I said, "Lee just treats me differently."

Alex's hand paused. She shrugged nonchalantly at first, then poked at Arno's piece of meat with no body parts. I found it interesting and slowly added: "After all, we are also related in interests."

This basically shows that there is no relationship between the two of us beyond a combination of interests.

Alex looked at me in surprise.

I smiled and blinked, and then she showed an embarrassed smile.

"The two ladies had a good chat."

Arno strolled back with his hands folded. He first expressed his praise to Alex for taking care of his barbecue, then looked at the charcoal pot with disdain, which was diligent but ineffective, and simply ordered others to build a small bonfire on the spot. Then he said hello

Several other foreigners who looked familiar to me but couldn't name them helped him bring the tableware over.

Alex and I stood on the sidelines and watched with cold eyes as Arnold acted like a monster. Li Yuan and Jason held the prepared lamb legs and roast chicken respectively, and patiently watched as Arnold pointed out the situation. After everything was ready, they went to

Fire on the shelves.

The limbs of the lamb were wrapped in tin foil, and they cheered up and rolled on the fire in cooperation. The lamb leg would not be cooked for a while, but the aroma of orange and chicken was already filling the air.

Ya Nuo and Li Yuan tore open the fat chicken that was roasted with oil and divided it among everyone. The chicken legs fell on Alex and I's plates, and Jason got two chicken wings.

The kid didn't let Arno make him tacos after all.

Alex took a bite of the chicken. Then he took another bite.

Looking at her attitude, I thought the roast chicken must taste good, so I took a big bite of it in anticipation. It turned out not to be delicious.

The orange and vanilla form a strange contrasting taste, and it must have gone through some strange processes, and the texture of the meat is also very woody.

"What do you think?" Jason asked expectantly.

"Did you do this?" Alex looked surprised.

Jason nodded shyly.

I buried my head and continued chewing.

If Arno had done this, I would have ridiculed him when I swallowed the mouthful of meat. But I really didn’t want to offend Jason, even if I wasn’t prepared to take a second bite.

Yanuo Jingui's tongue was obviously badly injured. He was not like Li Yuan, who could eat the unpleasant and painful chicken without any trouble. He pondered for a while, and then he could reluctantly speak to comfort Jason.

"This is the first time I have eaten chicken with a fresh orange flavor. If we use blood oranges from Sicily, it will definitely taste better."

Alex remained silent. She took a few more bites of the chicken carefully, with a soft curve at the corner of her mouth.

"Do you like it?" Jason asked nervously and expectantly.

Alex raised a smile at him. "I didn't expect to be able to taste this taste. But yes, I like it very much."

Jason also laughed, showing his little tiger teeth. "You can like it. The only thing my adoptive father can cook is this dish. I made it exactly according to his way, but I always thought it didn't taste good.

I didn't expect that I had misunderstood all along." He kept looking at Alex while he was talking, and it was obvious that he was a very polite child. His family must have educated him well.

Arno was hit hard by Jason's crooked slap. He diligently picked a roast leg of lamb from the fire, and his hand was burned when he removed the tin foil, and he put it in front of me for me to taste it.

I rolled my eyes, but I still tore off a piece and tasted it. Unexpectedly, it was really delicious. The soft and tender mutton combined with some indescribable spices gave my taste buds a taste. The delicious food was in my mouth.

, I couldn't control it for a moment and raised my eyebrows in approval.

Arnuo shook his little curly hair triumphantly: "How about it, Yu, I didn't lie to you."

I gave him the credit he deserved and then asked, "Can I still get honey-baked wings?"

After a while, Arnold came back with chicken wings, followed by someone.

Alex saw the person coming and looked away in disgust. "Chris, go get the chicken wings. Why are you bringing everything back?"

Arno showed a helpless expression.

Behind him, Carl seemed not to hear the sting in Alex's words. He greeted her enthusiastically, and then nodded to me and Li Yuan. Carl raised his eyebrows when he saw Jason.

The child ignored him and stared eagerly at the food that Arno had placed properly in the fire and was now tumbling on the shelf.

No one paid any attention to him, and the uninvited guest didn't bother him, so he sat down minding his own business.

This is not over yet. Before I could praise him for being so cheeky, I heard him say hello again, "Bruce!"

A well-dressed man came over. It was the handsome man with blue eyes who always appeared with Karl. He seemed to be an astronomer.

Bruce sat down near Carl. Carl rummaged through the grill and finally selected a piece of steak. He stretched out his arm and handed the steak to Bruce and said, "It's a bit overcooked, so you can make do with it first."

"

Arnaud defended his craftsmanship: "Those who drink blood from raw materials don't know the true meaning of delicious food. I'm not talking about you, Bruce."

Bruce thanked Carl, took the plate and placed it on the sand next to him, then took off his gloves and picked up the cutlery. After taking a bite, he first apologized to Arnold for Carl's offense, and then expressed his gratitude to the steak.

The superb heat expresses the compliment.

Arno accepted the praise with pleasure.

Bruce was reluctant to take off his leather gloves when he was eating, which surprised me a bit. He looked like a concave man, his clothes were not too thick, but he still wore leather gloves. Now I think about what he was wearing in Asia that day.

He also wore gloves at Nuo's ball. At the time, I thought they were used to highlight the role of European colonists, but I didn't expect that they were still a fixed match.

"Bruce is a bit of a germaphobe. He would be nervous if he didn't wear gloves." Carl noticed that some of us were slightly concerned about Bruce's particularity, so he explained: "Fortunately, there is a bathroom this time, otherwise he would have died of discomfort."

The few times I noticed Bruce, he always appeared with Carl, and there was a sense of distance. Now this little mysophobia makes him lively.

"Did you repair the bathroom that was a waste of time and money?" I asked Carl.

"How is that possible? In fact, just like Miss Rhea said, I am just a dog sent from above." Karl said nonchalantly. "Even this has to be done by wagging the tail hard. How can it be said that I want to do this?"

Every bathroom has its own bathroom.”

As soon as Carl said these words, we all felt a bit harsh. For the first time, he seemed to have left the facial image of a mad dog, and looked more like a mad dog that had been kicked.

Bruce frowned slightly after hearing this. He ate very slowly and cut the steak carefully, so he didn't eat much in total. He stood up, said hello to us, picked up the plate with a handkerchief and left.

.

"I'm here in a hurry," Carl muttered. He took the veal loin that Arno asked for from the small fire and ate it slowly, then raised his butt and left.

The four of us looked at each other in disbelief. No matter how we looked at it, we felt that those two were just here for a meal.

Arno came to his senses: "My meat!"

Alex poked a piece of meat and stuffed it in, silencing his moans.

"Are you going to open a small stove here?" I was tasting the honey-roasted wings when Jiang Can strolled over. I was just a little embarrassed when I heard him say meanly: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, just eat this. We can grill them there.

It’s all sheep.”

As soon as I heard this, Sula stood up. Sure enough, he saw a whole lamb being roasted in full swing in the most prosperous place of the bonfire. Suddenly, the chicken wings in his hand no longer smelled so good.

Arnold felt that he had been deceived, and angrily went to confront Charles. The rest of us followed him, hoping to see a good show.

"I'm about to call you. The sheep that were just slaughtered in the village are almost roasted." Charles said to Alex as soon as he saw us passing by. He was quite gloating about Arno's denunciation: "I didn't lie to you.

It's you who wants to eat the beef. Except for these sheep, we brought everything else."

Indeed. In addition to the sheep rolling on the fire, there are really a lot of good things here. All kinds of meat, red sea fish, seafood that cannot be named, and other ingredients are greeted like flowing water. People are like

Walking through it as if you were participating in a bonfire party, talking and laughing with alcoholic drinks. It was completely like you were on a camping trip.

Because the previous operations were basically separate, this was the first time I saw a relatively complete United Nations team. There were about twenty or thirty people of all kinds. In addition to Jacqueline, there were three other women.

Morgan and a middle-aged Asian were on the edge of the crowd, holding drinks and talking about something. The man leaned forward slightly and nodded slightly from time to time. Buswell, Patrick and others had a good time chatting with each other.

Those mercenary-like people seen in the Chicago house must have been brought by Karl. He himself was chatting with a brown-haired woman, making her very happy.

Arno has a character that doesn't want to be ignored. As long as there are people, he can't see that he is not the focus of the crowd. But this time Karl seems to be trying his best to confront him. It's not enough to show off in the crowd, but it's still futile.

She gave him a proud look.

Hassan, Laila, Ali and Sukra stood in silence watching these foreigners reveling.

Alex sneered: "Thankfully this is *** country, otherwise they wouldn't be able to put on a live pig show soon."

This is a satire on the Roman dinner party of the United Nations team. Although Alex doesn't like to talk much, his venomous tongue is really like a knife.

Arno clapped his hands and said yes. As an Italian, he couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to cut ties with those capitalist hedonists.

Li Yuan also nodded in agreement. Just as Alex looked at him, they looked at each other and smiled.

At this time, I felt someone looking towards us. It was Buswell. Li Yuan looked sideways and met his gaze.

The exchange of glances ended quickly. There was a smile on Li Yuan's lips.

(End of chapter)