Even Pseudo-girl Vampires Can Survive Calmly in Another World

"I didn't expect Mary to move so fast~" Annie smiled, and then looked at everyone in the kitchen.

Michael was learning how to make dumplings with Lucifer, Katyusha and Li Ge were making rice cakes, Jin Lin'er was washing the vegetables, and Fan Helsing was picking the prawns for a large pot of prawns by his side, Holding the toothpick in his little hand, his little face was full of concentration.

"Then what am I going to do now?" Mary asked Annie while washing her hands at the sink.

Although the duck has finished plucking, 'Diligent Mary' has not yet turned into 'Salted Fish Mary', and she still wants to find something to do.

"Hmm..." Annie thought for a while, "How about helping Jin Lin'er chop vegetables? You don't need to chop vegetables, but you need to deal with carrots, potatoes, and tomatoes..."

"No problem!~" Mary turned off the faucet, patted her flat chest with the back of her hand, and said, "It's on me!" ' expression.

Mary walked up to Jinlin'er, picked up the kitchen knife, pulled it across the cutting board, and was ready to show off her skills.

"Hmm..." The little hand took a carrot from the vegetable basket in front of Jin Lin'er and looked at it. Mary was stunned: "This...doesn't it need to be peeled?"

The carrot in her hand still had its skin on and was rough, with drops of water hanging from a few carrot whiskers.

Mary remembered that when she was eating, she didn't find this kind of rough carrots in the dishes that Anne served, but they were all smooth shredded carrots.

"Of course I have to peel it..." Annie felt helpless.

"I haven't had time to peel the carrot yet, Sister Mary..." Jinlin'er took the carrot back from Mary's hand and stuffed a potato into her hand.

"Here, the potatoes are ready..."

"Oh..." Mary nodded, and pressed the potato on the cutting board, about to chop it off...

"You need to shred the potatoes, Mary," said Anne suddenly.

"..." Mary was silent.

"Cut, shred?"

"Yeah." Annie nodded with a smile.

"How to cut it?" Mary didn't understand, she looked at her kitchen knife with confusion on her little face.

Is Annie usually using such a heavy knife... to cut those vegetables into those ridiculously thin 'slivers'...?

She always thought that Annie used some black technology...

"First cut the potato in half from the side, then cut into thin slices, then smooth the thin slices, and cut the thin slices into shreds—" Annie explained to Mary with gestures.

"It sounds very simple..." Mary stroked her chin, indicating that she had already learned it.

However, when Annie turned around and went back to deal with the fish scales, when Mary cut the potato shreds herself...

"That...Annie..." Mary was a little embarrassed: "How about we eat French fries tonight? I often eat potato shreds, and everyone may be a little tired..."

Annie turned her head and saw two lumps of potatoes on Mary's cutting board, one was shredded potatoes, and she could clearly see that Mary wanted to cut them into the kind of potato shreds she usually eats. look...

And the filaments cut by Annie cannot be restored by Mary in a short while, so in this group of failed works, the traces of Mary's struggle are also obvious.

The second group of works is what Mary called 'french fries'. She seemed to give up struggling and cut them into square strips as thick as chopsticks.

"..." Annie held back her smile, and waved her hand: "It's okay, Mary cut more French fries, it's not impossible to change 'ground three delicacies' to 'french fries'~"

"Okay." Mary seemed to be encouraged, took another potato, and then saw that Jinlin had peeled the carrot and was using a plane to grate the carrot...

She stared blankly at this artifact full of fine holes, and every time a carrot rubbed against it, dozens of carrot filaments would be scraped off...

"..." Mary put down the kitchen knife and pinched Jin Lin'er's little face.

"There's this kind of thing...why-why-don't-tell-me?"

"Hmm..." Jin Lin'er was dumbfounded.

"But... Elder Sister Mary didn't tell me she wanted it?" Jin Lin'er couldn't speak clearly, her big eyes were full of confusion.

"..." Mary covered her forehead, speechless.

"Now...I want it. Can you give it to me?"

"Wait a minute, I haven't finished peeling the carrot yet..." Jin Lin'er raised the carrot in his hand.

"I'll plan it for you." Mary snatched the carrot and the planer.

"Hehehe..." Annie finally couldn't help laughing, covered her small mouth with the back of her hand, and smiled softly.

Mary immediately turned her head to look at Anne. This guy didn't tell her just now that he had this kind of "artifact" for shredding. He was a black-hearted zombie.

"Hmph~" Mary concentrated on digging up the shredded carrots, not wanting to talk to the black-hearted zombie.

Outside the window of the kitchen is the warm red sunset. The weather this afternoon is very good, and the sun, which has not been seen for a long time, has reappeared in the sky. The sun shines into the kitchen and casts a layer of warm golden light on everyone. Motes of dust float in the sunlight.

Soup was boiling on the stove, and the white steam danced with the dust in the sun with hissing sound.

A cock crowed and a dog barked from Anne Town in the distance, and a wind blew softly from the vast plain.

"Well... Annie, I've finished picking the shrimp." Fan Helsing pulled Annie's apron.

When Annie turned her head, she pointed to the prawns on the plate. Even if the prawns were picked out, they would not curl up even if they were boiled, which made Fan Helsing a little regretful.

In his impression, a shrimp that is not shrunk into a ball is not a shrimp. I didn't know that there was such a thing as shrimp string before, and I never paid attention to eating shrimp.

"What else do I need to do?"

"Hmm..." Annie thought about it again.

All the ingredients that need to be pre-processed have been almost prepared, and the next step is cooking time, so there is no need to bother everyone...

"No need, Van Helsing go and sit on the side, otherwise, how about helping Michael and Lucifer make dumplings?"

Annie smiled.

"Well, I see..." Van Helsing washed his hands, and then walked towards Michael and Lucifer.

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Chapter 535 Chapter 534: New Year's Eve Dinner at Van Helsing's Family ([-])

It was dark.

Van Helsing also sat in front of the dining table, that is, at the host's seat, and Michael took a seat beside him.

Katyusha sat at the first place on Van Helsing's right hand, followed by Li Ge, Mary, Jin Lin'er, and Fralfoss.

Lucifer sat at the first place on the left hand of Michael, followed by Annie, Ellie, Annabelle, Sivir, and Evelyn.

They are all girls.

There are hundreds of round tables in the wide corridors outside the restaurant, full of faceless men and evil spirit maids.

Even the DDs got their own small table, and they looked like they were drinking together.

There is also the Lucky Orange Cat named 'Qongqi', which is eating and drinking, its eyes are still fixed on the food on the table, and its eating movements have sped up a bit, for fear that others will rob it eat.

Today is the family banquet of Fan Helsing's family. Everyone eats hot pot, but there are several dishes of stir-fried vegetables with wine on each table.

There are also several jars of soul jars on the tables of the evil spirit maids, which are filled with Annie's processed soul crumbs. When they want to eat, they just sprinkle the soul crumbs into the food like salt. Can.

Now that Annie has new research on soul crumbs, it is no longer necessary to use a pressure cooker to press soul crumbs into food. You only need to crush the soul crumbs from the original large particles to nanometer size, so that they can directly penetrate into food among.

In addition, the [Spirit Stabilization Device] made by the engineers was used to temporarily transform the corridor into a 'underworld-like' environment...

In this way, even if the crumbs of the soul are exposed to the material world for a long time, there is no possibility of dissipating, and it really becomes the 'salt' in the jar, rather than the 'bubble' that bursts in an instant.

"Fan Helsing, help me get that..." Lucifer stood up and pointed to the plate of fried dumplings in front of Fan Helsing: "It's that fried dumpling."

The long table in the restaurant is very long, 50 meters long, although it is not particularly wide, but it is also two meters wide, not to mention the little Lucifer, even if the troll dipped in the sauce, he couldn't reach out to hold it. to the dish placed on the corner at the other end.

"En." Van Helsing picked up the plate of fried dumplings, got up and handed it to Lucifer.

Because of the reason of being separated by Michael, Van Helsing propped one small hand on the table, while the other small hand held the plate and tried his best to pass it to Lucifer.

"Speaking of which, why are these dumplings made so ugly?" Fan Helsing looked at a dumpling on the plate and smiled: "Did you make it? Lucifer?"

This dumpling actually used three dumpling wrappers to "siege and block" the cabbage and pork stuffing, but even so, the stuffing was still exposed, showing a look of "humiliation and unwillingness".

"..." Lucifer and Michael were silent.

"Eh?" Van Helsing realized something was wrong.

"Wait! Could it be Michael who pinched this?" Fan Helsing turned pale with shock, and after seeing Michael turning his face away and nodding silently, he was shocked even more.

"But, but I just saw Mikaal, you did a good job..."

"There is a first time for everything..." Mikael blushed and looked at Fan Helsing: "It's not like my dear..."

Van Helsing instantly remembered that dark and windy night, when Michael had just fallen, and his sanity was still unstable...

bang——

Fan Helsing's little face also turned red, and after Lucifer took the fried dumplings with a suspicious face, he sat back in his original seat with a guilty conscience.

"I suspect..." Lucifer hadn't finished speaking.

boom--

Katyusha opened the champagne and asked the evil spirit maid to take it and fill everyone's glasses.

Hmm... Except for Lucifer, she was the only one present who was not of age.

Mary bit her chopsticks and looked around: "Didn't Raphael say that he would bring Uriel over for dinner? Where's the angel?"

"Here we come!" A space crack opened outside the dining table, and pink-haired Raphael, who didn't even change out of his angel suit, jumped out with his daughter Uriel.

"We're not late, are we?" Raphael said helplessly, "Really, work is so tiresome... If only I had a demon clone like Mikael... Sigh..."

The two angels sat down under the guidance of the evil spirit maid, but as soon as their buttocks touched the cushion of the chair, Raphael collapsed into a salty fish and sighed comfortably.

"Fan Helsing's house is more comfortable... My house is too small, and I want to live in a castle too..."

Uriel quickly pulled his mother up and told her to sit up straight. It's fine at home, but you can't be so rude at a friend's house.

"You said, my majestic angel above the abyss actually lives in a small bungalow... Is it out of the question? Is it bitter?" Raphael shed tears of sadness for himself.

Everyone looked at her in silence, and Mikael's beautiful eyebrows couldn't help but jump up.

"I feel that I should treat myself better. It's not easy being a single mother. I worked so hard to raise Uriel and grow up. Now that she is sensible and mature, I can also put down the burden on my shoulders and pursue the life of a poor woman." Happy..." Raphael looked at Van Helsing.