The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

Sitting on the bat fighter, Arthur looked out through the small window beside him. After looking at it, he realized something was wrong. He asked, Is the speed of this plane a little too fast?

Have you ever flown on another plane? Schiller asked.

I haven't, but the planes that landed in Gotham will fly over the sea in Bludhaven. I can occasionally see them. I think they must not fly so fast.

That's because I'm good at flying! Hal shouted in the front cockpit, and Schiller shook his head and said, Don't listen to him, those planes you see are because they are about to land and the speed is too slow. A normal flying plane is not that slow, it's a normal speed.

Arthur nodded half understanding, but Schiller stood up and walked to the refrigerator in the cabin, ready to find something to eat. The bowl of fish soup was indeed delicious, but because Schiller didn't like grilled fish And fish soup, so I didn't eat much for dinner, and I'm a little hungry now.

Arthur raised his head, turned his head back and forth to look at the inside of the plane, and looked a little curious. He said, It's my first time flying in a plane. Those students must not believe that I can fly to such a high place.

Besides, isn't this plane too luxurious? Arthur stood up slightly, then sat down again, tested the sofa cushion under his buttocks, and said, The sofa in my house is not so soft, and when I came in just now , did you see a bed?

That's right, the entire cabin of the Bat Fighter looks like a condensed private jet structure, not only smaller in size, but also has sofas, tables and chairs, refrigerators and beds.

At this moment, Hal appeared in the cabin, he stretched himself and said, Oh my God, it's already early morning, I should have slept in bed...forget it, I'll go to sleep first .”

Oh, there's a bed there. Arthur pointed to the bed next to him, and suddenly, he looked at Hal in horror, and said, Why are you here???!!! Aren't you flying a plane?!! !!

Hal waved his hand disdainfully and said, This plane can fly automatically. I just set a target point, and it will automatically fly to the vicinity of the destination. When it lands, just call the control tower.

Arthur was even more surprised, but Hal tightened his jacket, fell headlong on the bed, and snored quickly, it seemed that he was indeed sleepy.

As for why he was so sleepy, Schiller didn't have to guess, of course it was because of fighting with Clark.

Originally, Schiller thought that the relationship between Green Lantern and Superman would be very good, but in fact, they still have different ideas, and because they are relatively evenly matched, they often hit the solar system.

Although the energy of the green light can be recovered at any time, mental fatigue cannot be recovered quickly. Just a few hours before being caught by Schiller to fly the plane, Hal and Clark had just returned from Pluto, and he could only Clark lost half a stroke and nine punches.

Schiller opened the refrigerator and found that there was really a lot of stock in it, and it was Alfred who stuffed it in. This housekeeper can be said to be full of life skills. In a refrigerator that is not too big, every bit of space is Used to the extreme.

There are processed beef, salmon, tuna and lamb chops in the frozen layer. There are all kinds of vegetables that can be used for salads or sandwiches in the fresh layer. With a lot of spices, it looks like a special rich brand healthy canned food.

The corn kernels, cherry tomatoes, and beans are all very fresh. They should have just been put in today, or even picked this morning. There are also a lot of butter, light cream, and cream cheese, and more importantly, there is a large piece of car Da Cheese, it looks very attractive.

It was late at night, and Schiller decided to go light, so he made a green salad with lettuce, kale, and tomato, fried two pieces of salmon in olive oil, and made two thinly sliced ​​beef sandwiches without cheese .

There is also a mini kitchen on this plane. Although there is only a fixed frying pan and a cooking table, it is enough to make some simple meals.

After serving the dishes, Arthur was even more surprised. He swallowed, but in the end he couldn't resist the smell of the roasted beef, so he picked up a sandwich and took a bite.

Schiller also took a bite of the sandwich, and then he lamented that a rich life is so good, the quality of this beef is completely wasted when sliced ​​thinly, even if he sliced ​​the beef so thinly, it is still tender and juicy after one bite.

Arthur has never eaten such a good quality beef, he ate up the beef sandwich in a few mouthfuls, but when it was salmon's turn, he couldn't eat it, and put down his fork in one bite Schiller looked at it , asked him: What's the matter, don't you like fish?

The quality of this salmon is not good. It's not that the quality is bad, but it's not fresh. Is it cold? Arthur asked.

Schiller nodded, and Arthur introduced: I like to eat fresh salmon, and I prefer to eat raw salmon, and I don't like mustard like them. I prefer it with Brudhaven's unique fisherman's hot sauce , that will burn your teeth.

If there is a chance, I must try it. Schiller took a bite of the fried salmon. He didn't know if it was a psychological effect. He felt that the salmon was really not so delicious.

After a while, Hal woke up, not because he really woke up, but because he was awakened by the smell of Schiller's fried and roasted food, but when he woke up, the two of them had already finished their supper, He could only go to the refrigerator to find something by himself and start cooking.

Speaking of handling seafood, you are all laymen. Hal said while operating at the cooking table: Where is the most famous seaside city in the world? It is my hometown, Seaside City, which is the best seaside tourist city in the world ...

Nonsense, Bludhaven is the best... Arthur denied, but his tone was a bit unassuming, because in fact, what Hal said was true, and Seaside City can be said to be a high-end luxury version of Bludhaven. De Haven is so much higher than a small seaside town like Brud Haven.

That is a truly global tourist city. Food, beauty, and humanities are all at the top level in the world. At the same time, it also has the longest and purest coastline on the west coast. The city is also very large and all kinds of supporting facilities are very complete. , and the pace of developing the tourism industry is also at the forefront of the United States.

I haven't been back to California for a long time. Hal said while cutting the beef: This name is a bit unfamiliar to me. If you go to the West Coast, you will understand that it is completely different from the East Coast. of.

There is not such a fast pace of life there. It is leisurely, romantic, and emotional. Whether it is the beach or the desert, whether it is people or scenery, it is the best there.

Your hometown is in California? Arthur asked. He really didn't know that Seaside City was in California. He thought Seaside City was also a city on the East Coast.

Of course, so I was a little surprised when I heard that Schiller was going to California, but I have to say, you made the best decision. In my old family, people say that as long as you have more than 10 days of vacation, You have to go to Seaside, or you're wasting your vacation time.

When Hal talked about his hometown, he was always eloquent. It can be seen that he was more attached to his hometown than Arthur. He said: At that time, the economy on the west coast was not developed enough. When people mentioned here, they always Just remember Los Angeles.

But after the Gold Rush, people knew that besides Los Angeles, there was a city that was a lost jewel on the west coast, and that was my hometown, Seaside City, which had the most beautiful coastline, the most beautiful sunshine, palm trees and sandy beaches .”

The food there is definitely not inferior to Los Angeles. After we land, I have to take you to my favorite Takin restaurant. The sea bass meal there will make you eat your tongue. ...

After finishing speaking, Hal brought up the beef he had just fried and stewed bean soup, then took two slices of fried toast, served with cheese, put the beef and beans in, and took a big bite .

This way of eating is quite strange, does it also come from Seaside City? Schiller asked.

It's about the same, but I prefer to call it the pilot meal. Our pilots like to eat this way. The main thing is that the beef toast and beans are better preserved. It tastes good. Try it.

Schiller took a sip of the bean soup with a spoon. The taste was indeed good, but it was relatively light. However, considering that the pilots really had to control their diet and not overly oily or salty, the taste was not bad.

After the three of them ate and drank enough, they began to doze off on the sofa. The night outside the plane was low, and the lights of the city blurred into a piece of orange-red in the sleepy vision, as if the paint mixed together was splashed on the ground. On the dark blue starry sky curtain.

When Schiller opened his eyes again, outside the window of the plane, the city was close at hand, and Hal had disappeared. Schiller looked over and saw that he was controlling the plane in the cockpit, which indicated that they might be about to land.

Arthur was actually right. The Bat Fighter was much faster than ordinary passenger planes. After a while, Schiller could already see the indicator lights on the tower. As soon as the plane landed, Schiller began to applaud.

Hal came out of the cab, looked at Schiller, and asked, Why are you applauding? I didn't do anything...

I'm just thanking you for not doing anything.

After finishing speaking, Schiller got off the plane with his luggage, and Arthur also got off the plane. As soon as he got out of the plane door, Schiller felt a heat wave rushing towards his face. Although it was still April, the latitude of Seaside City Lower and therefore already hot.

As soon as Schiller got off the plane, he heard the staff at the tower talking: Which rich guy is this, who made his own private plane look like this? I've seen painted tigers, painted lions, and I haven't seen them yet. I've seen painted bats...

Who knows? In this world, some people like tigers, some people like lions, and some people like bats. Isn't it strange?

Schiller heard Hal whisper behind him, No, that's weird.

Schiller looked back and said, It's not surprising, the strange thing is the person disguised as a bat.

At this time, Arthur, who was walking last, shrugged his nose and said:

Let's go, I can already smell the breath coming from the sea breeze.