Marvel's Fairy Chef

The fiery red supercar stopped directly in front of Fang's restaurant with a choking smell of fireworks. Tony almost kicked the door open.

"Where's the boss?"

"Sir, don't you know what to do with our boss?" Forbes was startled by Tony's appearance, "Hey, aren't you the guest just now?"

"Yes! I'm looking for the guy who makes fried rice. Tell me where he is?"

"Ah? What's wrong? Is there something wrong with the fried rice?" Uncle Fu's hand shook. Could it be that there was something wrong with the food?

"That thing called fried rice has a big problem!" Tony ignored Fu Bo's obstruction and rushed towards the second floor.

"Oh! Sir, wait a minute, my young master..., ah! You are breaking into a private house." Before Fu Bo could finish speaking, Tony had already opened Fang Jie's door.

"You humans are so weird? Why do you post mating videos on the Internet?" Fang Ling opened an island nation's website, and what he saw was a fierce battle about life. Just listening to the sound made people's blood rush.

"Oh my God, how did you open this kind of website? Close it now!" Fang Jie's mouth twitched. This cooking spirit was becoming more and more lawless. It was offensive to read such a thing in broad daylight.

"Ah... Young Master" At this moment, Fang Jie's bedroom door was opened.

"Hey! Listen to my explanation..." Chef Fang wanted to die. How could it be such a coincidence?

It's not what you think. I didn't do this. Unfortunately, looking at the expressions of the two men in front of him, Fang Jie knew that he probably couldn't explain it. He closed the computer with a sudden thought and stopped explaining at all. At the same time, he still kept his eyes on Tony, "Who are you?"

"I'm Tony Stark, are you the owner of this store? I'm looking for your chef," Tony said directly.

"Thank...Tony?" Fang Jie's expression froze. It was over, but he still came to the door: "Listen to my explanation, it was not me who invaded the Stark Group that day..."

"What's going on with the fried rice?"

Tony: "What? Were you responsible for the invasion that day?"

"I..." Fang Jie wanted to give himself a big mouth. This is a typical thief with a guilty conscience.

"Forget it, let me ask you, who made the fried rice downstairs?" Although Tony was surprised that Fang Jie could invade Jarvis's system, he was more concerned about the fried rice issue now. That fried rice can not only make people hallucinate, but more importantly, it can actually improve people's physical condition.

"I made it, is there something wrong?" Fang Jie didn't believe there was something wrong with his food. It was immortal food!

"Did you do this? That's great!" Tony excitedly pulled Fang Jie up and wanted to leave. Unfortunately, Chef Fang's enhanced physical fitness was not something he could match. He pulled Fang Jie a few times but didn't pull him away.

"What are you doing? Just say what you have to say, don't talk about it. I don't know, you might think we have some special relationship." Fang Jie tightened his clothes, with an expression that said you can't succeed, which made Tony's eyelids jump wildly. : "Why do I want to beat this pretty boy to death so much?"

"Oh? Are you saying that the fried rice I made actually improved your physique and cured your kidney deficiency? I'm not telling you. You are not very old, so why are you weak?"

"Ah, I really want to beat him to death, what should I do?" Tony, who was sitting on his sofa, wanted to say, where is my 50-meter-long machete? Do you know how to speak? I came to you to ask about fried rice. Why do you keep asking questions that are not true? Can we still have a good chat?

Originally, Fang Jie didn't want to come to Tony's house, until Tony handed out a check for 50 US dollars and invited Fang Jie to his house to cook fried rice. Damn capitalists, you are trampling on the dignity of the proletariat. But why do I want you to trample harder? Chef Fang thought very shamelessly.

"Can you do it again now?" Tony brought Fang Jie into the kitchen: "Don't forget you took my money"!

"Okay, okay." Fang Jie waved his hands. Today he made a total of three portions of golden fried rice. He and Fu Bo ate two portions, and Tony packed away the remaining portion. With his current strength, he can only make two more servings at most, otherwise his body will be unable to bear it. Although he has already started practicing internal energy, it has only been a day, and the transformation effect of the true energy on the body has not yet been reflected.

"Jarvis, start