Marvel's Fairy Chef

"Yes, that's the main reason why I invited you here today." The chef mysteriously pushed the dining cart behind him in front of everyone.

There was a flash of light, and a potato with some soil appeared on the dining table.

"What is this?" Stark's mouth twitched. I had the knife and fork ready, but you just gave me this? Is this bastard second brother stupid at cooking?

"Mr. Fang, what is this?" Anderson was also confused. The important dish you have been talking about for so long is just a potato. You don't treat people like this!

"This is..." Yulia, as the owner of the manor, naturally saw the origin of this thing. Isn't this her own potato? Little boss, just make some potatoes and put them on the table. Why don't you clean them up? How do you eat this dirty mess?

"That's why I came to you today." The chef said as he picked up the potatoes, picked up the prepared knife, and once again showed off his knife skills under the incredulous eyes of everyone.

"You will see clearly next." The chef threw the thinly sliced ​​potatoes into the air and took out a cucumber with water drops in his right hand. Then the internal force rolled, directly shattering the cucumber into countless particles and throwing them into the air together. Then he mixed the two with his hands using Tai Chi holding the ball. Finally, he used the innate true energy to heat the potatoes and cucumbers, instantly roasting the potatoes and cucumbers.

"Is this magic?" Everyone present was shocked except for a certain playboy. Damn it! Isn't this a martial arts movie?

"Everyone, please have a taste." The chef placed the finished potato chips in front of several spectators.

"Aren't these just potato chips!" Stark glanced at the proud chef. Aren't these potato chips? It doesn’t make sense! This looks exactly like what I usually eat. Suspicious, Stark grabbed a piece and popped it into his mouth.

"This is..." The sweetness of cucumbers and the mellow aroma of potatoes echoed between Stark's lips and teeth. When he closed his eyes, he felt as if he had come to a green farm and was swimming in a green ocean. He couldn't help but say no. Very refreshing.

Among the people at the same table, Anderson was the first to wake up from the illusion. After all, the latter had eaten too many delicacies, but this was the first time he encountered such a dish that could bring people into a fantasy.

Anderson picked up a small piece of potato chips left on the table and looked at them carefully for a long time. The small cucumber grains were like tiny emeralds against the background of the potatoes. It was incredible. It was simply magical. masterpiece.

"Congratulations to Chef Fang for adding another immortal food. Don't forget to get some more cucumbers to go to the Immortal Kitchen Space later. The Gate of Time and Space has sent out invitations. Don't make any mistakes this time!" Fang Ling reminded the chef in Shihaili. .

"How do you feel?" The chef smiled and looked at Anderson, who was still studying the potato chips: "I invited Mr. Anderson here today just to promote this potato chip!"

"Oh." Anderson looked at the potato chips for a long time, then gritted his teeth and threw them directly into his mouth. Then he closed his eyes, with a satisfied smile on his face. It was clear that he didn't intend to pay attention to the chef.

I wipe it! Oh what do you mean? You eat what you want, can you please stop showing me this smile? It’s so oozing! And hasn’t your mother taught you that it’s rude not to answer other people’s questions?

"Second brother! This time is not in vain." Tony patted his belly. Well, he seemed to be full.

"What did Mr. Fang want to say just now?" Anderson and others finally woke up from the illusion, and then they remembered that the chef's business had not yet been mentioned!

"I would like to ask Mr. Anderson if he has any thoughts about the potato chips just now." The chef became rarely serious. This was related to whether he could obtain Yulia's supply of spiritual materials!

"Do you want to promote this?" Anderson looked at Mrs. Bell doubtfully. Does this lady also want to enter the food processing industry?

"That's right! I know that the flavors of potato chips on the market are relatively single now. If we launch potato chips with this special flavor, will there be a market?"

"There must be a market, but I just looked at Mr. Fang's production process. Isn't the mass production of this thing too low?" Anderson saw the chef's cheating skills. Although it was very magical, he couldn't find it in reality. Equipment that can produce this magical potato chips!

"This is natural. It is currently impossible for me to produce it alone. But if it is a simplified version of mass production, I think