Marvel's Fairy Chef

""After an inexplicable silence, the chef finally realized something was wrong. According to the script, shouldn't you have said: "Young man, tell me your three wishes."

"Damn, it's really those things." The cooking spirit frowned as he looked at the shadow that was about to possess Aisha, and raised his hand to slap her.

"Why the hell is there a cooking spirit here?" The shadowy figure who was slapped away by Fang Ling cursed and wanted to escape. Unfortunately, he was a step too late. As soon as the former stood up, he was stepped on by Xiao Long Bao.

"What is this?" Everyone ignored the sudden appearance of Xiao Long Bao, and all their eyes were focused on the blue figure.

"As expected, I asked how could a fairy recipe book appear in this world? It turns out you are the one who is causing trouble." Xiao Long Bao glanced at the blue figure at his feet with disdain.

"This thing is a spirit ghost, the existence that Master Fu Bo once mentioned." Xiaolongbao took out a small bottle from his arms, and then put the phantom into the glass bottle with one move: "If it's okay, I'll go first Let's deal with this thing and you continue." After saying that, Xiao Long Bao turned around and disappeared directly in front of everyone.

"That" the confused crowd could only turn their attention to Gerrard, "What is this situation?"

"I don't know either. That's what the prophecy said. I didn't know that such a strange thing would come out."

"Let's take a look at the recipe first," Fubo reminded.

"Go on, such a thick book actually records one dish." The chef flipped through the recipe several times. Are you kidding me? You made such a big move and ended up showing me this. Believe it or not, let's lift the table.

"Mr. Fang, what's in the book?" Seeing the chef's face becoming more and more gloomy, Gerald and the other big guys couldn't help but swallow their saliva. This is related to the future of their clan, and there is no room for any mistakes.

"There is a dish recorded above." The chef couldn't help but shake his head after reading the content. To be honest, he was extremely disappointed with the content.

"What kind of dish is it?" The vampire bosses looked at each other. The dish that could save them in their prophecies was indeed a dish. This is why they have been looking for chefs with special abilities for so many years. reason.

"This" the chef looked at them with expectant eyes, and with one final gritted teeth, he spoke out the dishes inside.

"Are you saying that the dish recorded here is pork stew with vermicelli?" Shamir twitched the corner of his mouth. The dish that can save the future of the vampire family is actually pork stew with vermicelli. Are you sure you are not playing tricks on us?

"Xiao Long Bao, come and take a look." The chef was also speechless. The recipe he had been looking forward to for a long time was actually the pork stewed vermicelli specially designed to suppress the blood gene.

"What are you doing? They are busy training that spirit ghost." Xiaolongbao appeared reluctantly and said, "Isn't this just a spirit-level fairy food? Why are you so anxious to find me?"

"I know it is a spiritual-level fairy food, but the problem is that following this operation, it cannot meet the spiritual-level requirements at all." The chef is very clear about the process of the birth of fairy food. Without the fairy chef to guide the spiritual power, this cuisine would be impossible. Become immortal food.

"Can you read it clearly? It's very clearly written on it. You need to use the spatula to do this thing." Xiao Long Bao looked at Fang Jie with contempt. No wonder this guy is a scumbag and can't even pass the test.

"You mean, as long as you use the spatula and follow the steps in the book, you can make fairy food." The chef had a constipated expression on his face. The fairy food of modan is too simple. Back then, my brothers went for that egg. The fried rice was so hard that I almost died from exhaustion. This is the prerequisite for us to get the inheritance cheat. It's good now. You told me that I can cook fairy food with just a spatula. This is too unfair, I said with aggrievedness. Let's talk about whether we should hack this spatula. After all, we are their holy son. Hacking a spatula is not too much. Then we don't have to look for spiritual materials in the future.

"What are you thinking? I'm telling you there are no shortcuts to cooking fairy food in the fairy kitchen. This spatula is probably specially made by a big boss who put a lot of effort into it."

"You mean, this spatula can only be used to make pork stewed vermicelli?" the chef asked in a low voice.

"Nonsense, otherwise, as you think, if you just make a few more spatulas, then Xianchu will be ruined." Xiao Long Bao continued to despise a certain chef who wanted to cheat.

"This thing can really suppress vampire genes." Prince Shamir and others looked at the large pot of pork stewed vermicelli in front of them. This was what the chef asked Aisha to make according to the recipe. It just looked like this, okay Aisha, as a I won’t complain about the eldest lady’s cooking skills.

"Maybe it's okay." The chef looked at the pork stewed vermicelli that was constantly glowing green in the pot. If Ma Dan didn't know this, he would definitely think of it as the black dish that the witch used to poison Snow White. It was too shabby. .

"Okay, one of you will try it. This is my first time cooking. It would be a pity if you missed it." Aisha, who was wearing a chef outfit, was very satisfied with her masterpiece. She didn't expect that she was still good at cooking. Quite talented.

"This thing is really spiritual food." The chef glanced at the bubbling pork stewed vermicelli. Although it was indeed fairy food from the perspective of the alien, it would definitely kill people.

"Dad, my daughter made this herself, you have to taste it." Seeing that no one took any action, Aisha took the initiative to fill a bowl and handed it to Prince Shamir.

"Your Majesty," a group of vampire bosses gave Shamir a look that said, "You're on your way."

"Daughter, I ate a bit too much in the morning. I can't eat so much now. Why don't you let Uncle Gerald taste it first?" Shamir held the bowl of pork stewed vermicelli, his old hands trembling uncontrollably as he ate this food. Someone will definitely die if you go down there.

"Are you dissing my cooking?" Aisha's face darkened.

"No, absolutely not." Shamir picked up the bowl of pork stewed vermicelli with a tragic face and poured it directly into his mouth as if he were drinking water.

"That's okay." The chef looked shocked. Aren't you afraid that you will become the first vampire to choke to death on pork-stewed vermicelli?

"Well, it tastes pretty good." Prince Shamir smacked it in his mouth a few times and said, "Good girl, have another bowl."

"This thing is really edible." Everyone looked at Shamir, whose expression remained unchanged. The latter actually ate another big bowl, this time in small bites, and nodded in praise while eating. Is this the legendary saying that talent cannot be measured by appearance and the sea cannot be measured?

"This is really edible." All the vampire bosses looked at the black food in front of them, and then looked at Shamir who was eating extremely happily. How about we give it a try?

"I bought a watch last year. Is my tongue going to get pregnant?"

"My tongue is killing me."

"If you don't save me, I feel like I'm going to shit."

Everyone present was collectively petrified the moment they took a bite of the food. It tasted like death.

"Well, it failed." The chef realized something was wrong after retching for a while. The taste was exactly the same as his failed dish.

"No, it worked." Shamir on the side finally couldn't hold back and spat out the few bites of stewed vermicelli he had just eaten. Even so, his whole face was still green, but his eyes were very excited.

"You're trying to trick us on purpose." The gang of bosses looked at Shamir. This bastard was just pretending to drag them into the water.

"Don't look at me like that. How can you be sure that this thing is useful without trying it yourself?" Shamir said with an "I am doing it for your own good" expression: "Although it doesn't taste very good, it can indeed suppress the blood gene."

"No, I would rather die than eat this thing again," Gerald said after drinking more than a dozen bottles of mineral water.

"This is the result of being opportunistic." The Xiao Long Bao next to the chef said with a smile: "This recipe is just like your egg fried rice. It's a tricky method. But unlike egg fried rice, this method of stewing vermicelli is more complicated. Rough, the latter is forcibly turning ordinary food into fairy food containing spiritual energy, but this tastes haha."

"Let me go, did you already know that this would happen?" The corner of the chef's mouth twitched. He also tried a bowl just now, and it tasted so good.

"I'm just guessing," Xiao Long Bao shrugged, indicating that she didn't mean to trick the chef.

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