Even Pseudo-girl Vampires Can Survive Calmly in Another World

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Under the bright yellow light of the street lamps, groups of melon eaters gathered in front of the God of Cookery's booth, but it was not crowded, leaving an open space for her to sit in front of the booth.

The crowd parted suddenly, and the ghost with a pair of kitchen knives tied in his hair Shasuna held three drawers of steamers in one hand, walked out of the long path where the crowd separated, walked up to God of Cookery, and put the steamers on the long table in front of her.

"You actually gave us such a long time, you don't seem to think highly of us..." Guishen Mo's expression was gloomy.

An afternoon is a very long preparation time for any culinary competition about 'noodles'.

"It's just that I'm lazy, and I want to give myself a little time to fish." The God of Cookery shrugged, and pushed a plate of things covered with a pot lid onto the table.

"Hmph, say whatever you want." The ghosts and gods would not believe the nonsense of the God of Cookery for a moment.

Can one be a chef, or be a lazy person?

Just a few years, or even more than ten years of basic skills training can dissuade all the lazy people.

"Wow!—" There was a sudden exclamation among the melon-eating crowd.

I saw a big shirtless man walking across the sea of ​​people holding a large tray with his hands like a burden, holding a large bowl of bowls.

despair--

The large tray was gently placed on the long table by the big man, and bowls of clear soup and plain noodles were presented in front of everyone.

"There are other people who are dawdling," Ghost Sha sneered, "When they come over, will your side be so soft that you can still eat it?"

"Don't worry about it, girl." The big man said calmly, "I'm sure."

"Hey, that's right..." The ghosts and gods instantly sensed that this big man has an aura not weaker than his own.

If it is an opponent of this level, it is true that he will not do such a stupid thing. What is hidden under this stupid performance... must be great self-confidence, right?

This bowl of noodles... What is the name of it?

"Here we come—" The witch girl riding a broom carried a small basket covered by a dining cloth, flew over the sea of ​​people, and landed staggeringly on the ground.

"Flying illegally in the central square of Anne Town, a fine of two hundred yuan," a policeman stepped forward, pasted a receipt on the head of the witch girl's broom, and looked at the witch girl again: "The fine must be paid as soon as possible, it is best Don't delay for more than a week, or you will lose two points on your 'resident credit'."

"Woo!—" The witch girl was dumbfounded.

"Meow..." Qiongqi, who still had a ticket on his forehead, sighed among the melon-eating crowd, obediently sat on the shoulders of a melon-eater who was sweating profusely under the pressure of a fat cat, and did not dare to fly .

On the central square of Annie Town, only pigeons, seagulls, and DDs have permission to fly, and other flying objects larger than the size of pigeons are illegal.

Of course, the police red eyes flying around are something that is officially used to keep Annie's Town safe, like police dogs, not within the limits.

"Hahaha, look at this idiot—" Guishen Shamo pointed at the pitiful witch girl, and laughed mercilessly.

"I, I was just a little anxious, I didn't break the law on purpose..." the witch girl said weakly.

"That's why I just sent you a ticket, or I'll take you back to the police station on the spot, believe it or not?" The policeman shrugged and walked back into the crowd.

"Okay, let's have a good game, look after you~"

"Thank you, thank you..." The witch girl bowed to the policeman, and with a little embarrassment, she came to the God of Cookery and put the small basket on the table.

Looking at the big man with his hands folded on his chest and his eyes closed, he looked at the moment of ghosts and gods with an aura of "not to be provoked" all over his body, and the witch girl could only speak to the kinder God of Cookery: "Then...that ...Please give me more advice, Senior Cookbook..."

"Yeah." The God of Cookery smiled and nodded slightly.

She still admires this girl more, or rather - simple children are very attractive to her.

"Aba Aba Aba-" The zombie opened the way for the ghost in the sea, politely patted the shoulders of every people who ate melon in front of him.

The people who eat melons are also very friendly, and they have made way for them.

'Awaited. '——The ghost put the three-layer cream cake in his hand on the long table, and held a small wooden sign to 'talk' to everyone.

"You came quickly." Guishen shrugged instantly, "The others have not been seen yet."

Ghosts and Gods looked at the melon-eating crowd not far away. There were many guys dressed as chefs inside. They didn't have the confidence to challenge themselves with these monsters. Now they can only stand in the crowd to observe and learn.

"Hmph, a bunch of trash, don't they even have the courage to challenge the strong?" Guishen Shuna whispered to himself.

"Please step aside—" A young voice sounded in the crowd, and the crowd parted a long way again, and everyone saw Master Lin walking towards this side with a stack of steamers, led by his apprentice, with a stiff expression.

Wearing a white chef's uniform and a tall chef's hat, he looks no different from an ordinary chef.

"..." The chefs standing in the crowd were all stunned.

Master Lin...does he actually want to challenge those monsters as a mortal?

"Hey, that's interesting..." Guishen Mo laughed happily.

"It's admirable." The big man also opened his eyes, put down his hands clasping his chest, and looked at Master Lin.

"I'm sorry..." Master Lin carefully placed the steamer on the long table, and his heart tightened again after seeing the ghostly steamer.

Crashed?

No, probably not, the food that needs to be steamed is not just Xiaolongbao...

After putting the things away, Master Lin stood nervously beside the big man, watched his apprentice raise the camera, and started shooting after consulting other people's opinions.

Although there are also 'DDs with red eyes' controlled by DDs flying around to film the current big scene, but Master Lin and his apprentices still have to think about their channel and take some rare pictures so that the video can be played.

"Master Lin, right? I'm Liu Kuixing," the big man stretched out a big hand towards Master Lin: "Nice to meet you."

"I, I'm Lin Jianguo, nice to meet you too..." Master Lin shook hands with the big man.

"Please step aside! I'm sorry to trouble everyone!—" The voice of a young man rang out again from the crowd, and the crowd dispersed again, leaving a long path.

"Thank you, thank you—" The boy in the red and white printed headscarf rolled up his sleeves, leading a group of girls in the uniform of the Noble Academy, and striding towards the God of Cookery with a plate of things that were fastened with a professional stainless steel round cover.

He looked high-spirited and confident, but he was also nervous in his heart. He accidentally tripped and was about to take his work to the street with a howl.

hum-

A clown squatting in the box jumped out instantly, making the boy and his work float in the air as if they had lost weight.

"Be careful." The clown straightened the boy up and put it back on the ground. Amid the exclamation of the girls just now, he also took the boy's work from the air and handed it to the boy.

"Thank you, thank you..." The boys and girls breathed a sigh of relief.

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Chapter 1199 Chapter 1197: The cunning and sinister Miss Cookery ([-])

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Mercury put bags of pancakes packed in kraft paper bags on the long table, and looked at the chefs gathered around him.

"Who else is missing?"

"Who knows? It's up to them to decide who wants to come here," Guishensha said with a sinister smile: "Anyway, [-]:[-] is the last time, if they don't come, they will lose their qualifications to become God of Cookery .”

"..." Master Lin raised his wrist and looked at his watch. It is now 25:[-], and there is not much time left.

"Hey, I'm also here to join in the fun~" The uncle carrying a bucket of Fu Sheng Yu also walked out of the crowd and came to the side of the chefs.

"Hey! Master!——" The melon-eating crowd suddenly felt a little awkward: "You are not a chef, are you? Why are you here to join in the fun?"

"Huh? Who said I'm not a chef?" The uncle raised his eyebrows: "What is the definition of a chef? Can you be a chef only if you can cook and cook delicious food?"

"No, what else?" The melon eaters were taken aback.

"Hmph, you youngsters are still too young." The uncle put the bucket on the ground and folded his arms on his chest, "Since the Sui people drilled wood to make fire, and the world began to eat cooked food, there has never been a chef who cooks delicious food." statement."

"It's good to have something to eat. Chefs—as long as they are humans who are not afraid of flames, subdue flames, and dare to use flames to roast food—they are all chefs! This is the will of fire that humans have passed down for millions of years! -"

The uncle was so righteous that he made all the people who eat melons speechless, then took out a small knife from his arms, and started to kill the fish, then borrowed a plate from the staff, and started to slice the sashimi with extremely skillful knife skills.

Slices of sashimi are as thin as a cicada's wing, and they are spread on the plate under the moonlight and lamplight, without a trace.

"..." The scene was filled with confusion.

"That...uncle? Didn't you just say...'the will of fire'? What about fire?" A melon eater raised his hand.

"Oh, this..." The uncle raised his head and looked at the melon-eaters who raised their hands: "I found that I can't control the heat well, and the fried fish is easy to burn, so I decided not to fry it. I just heard that you youngsters like it. If you eat raw fish, then..."

The uncle weighed the blessing fish in his hand and shrugged, the meaning was self-evident.

The more you live, the more you go back. If you like to eat raw, I will give it to you.

It's just that the parasites in the blessing fish are a bit scary. They are immortal Gu worms that some evil monks dream of. It's better for ordinary people not to eat them raw.

Now there is an old man who uses his power to shock them to death, so don't worry too much.

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Old Si Ji, carrying a basket of deep-fried dough sticks, stepped out and walked to the long table.

"Although I didn't want to come at first, but they forced me, um... so I came..." Old Si Ji sighed.

Without Fushengyu plus metaphysics buff, how could I be the opponent of these monsters...

Looking at the Fusheng fish that was quickly whittled into clean fish bones in the uncle's hands, old Si Ji was a little envious.

If only I had such high-end ingredients...

Flour-coated fried fish should also be considered a 'noodle' dish...

Suddenly, old Si Ji was taken aback, looking at the Fusheng fish bone in the uncle's hand, his eyes gradually widened.

"Hey! Wait!—" Old Si Ji hurriedly raised one little hand, and the other little finger pointed at the uncle's blessing fish.

"No matter how you look at it, this isn't 'noodle' cuisine, is it? How did this guy get in here?"

"..." The uncle froze.

"..." The faces of the people who eat melons also froze.

Yup!Now the topic is 'noodles', sashimi is off topic, right? ! ——

"..." God of Cookery and other chefs all turned their faces away without responding.

Gan, why do you bastard say such a thing? ![-] Annie coins a piece of lucky fish!After passing this shop, do you still want to eat for nothing? !

If he wants to participate, let him participate!Anyway, we won't be able to admit that this guy is the God of Cookery later!Isn't it delicious to eat his fish for nothing?Isn't it fragrant? ! ——