Marvel's Fairy Chef

"Third Master, you're awake!" In the early morning of the next day, Hong San, who was in a coma, finally woke up.

"Oh! I really can't accept it anymore! I remember when I followed the master, not to mention vomiting a lot of blood, even if we had broken arms and legs, we didn't even hum..." Hong San, who had just woken up, faced Fu Bo is a total whiner.

"Third Master, I haven't seen you for many years, but you are still... Haha." Uncle Fu smiled and said nothing, despite how majestic and solemn this guy looked in front of those Hongmen disciples last night. But Uncle Fu knew the true face of this guy very well. Hong San was famous for his talkativeness when he was young, and his mouth could drive people crazy.

"Where's that bastard?" After Hong San finished talking, he remembered the chef who injured him.

"Third Master, you're awake!" The chef walked into the guest room carrying a bowl of noodles.

"Huh? It smells so good! What is that in your hand?" Hong San looked at the green scallion noodles in the chef's hand. What kind of special effect is this, but this noodles smells really good. Fragrant, I really want to eat it!

"Master, this is..." Uncle Fu couldn't help but twitching his eyelids as he looked at the new dishes in the hands of the chef. Does the master want to use the third master as a guinea pig? Oh my God! I don’t know if the injured third master can survive under this black food.

"Third Master, please try it and see if it tastes good to you?" The chef handed the noodles to Hong San, who was still on the bed. The latter took a deep breath in front of the big bowl, and the refreshing aroma of green onions kept stimulating his appetite. Taste buds "I can't help it!"

"Master, will the third master be okay?" Uncle Fu looked at Hong San who fainted after eating the noodles. As expected, the master would have an accident every time he finished a new dish.

"Well, of course everything will be fine." The chef couldn't help but smile when he saw Hong San unconscious. This new dish was made with great effort by him.

Time's up to go back to last night...

"Xiao Long Bao, do you think I can make a new fairy food dish based on my current level?" After the chef finished practicing, he felt his true energy. He was in great condition today. Do you want to try it? What about the development of new cuisine?

"You'll know after you try it." Xiao Long Bao looked at the excited chef, who seemed to have been researching dishes that could heal internal injuries recently. As for the reason? The big chef once checked Fu Bo's body. The latter suffered a lot of internal injuries when he was young. Although he can now heal with Zixia magic power, the speed is still a bit slow, so the big chef came up with the idea of ​​​​immortal food.

"Ding! You have a new guest coming to your door, please check carefully!" The door of time and space reacted immediately after the chef finished the new dish.

"I hope the guests this time can be more reliable." The chef looked at the time and space gates connected to different phases. He must not mess with cats or dogs. He never wanted to be a dog food master again.

"Amitabha! The poor monk Sanzang has seen the Immortal Chef." At this time, a monk wearing a brocade cassock and carrying a purple gold bowl appeared in front of the chef.

"Tang Monk..." The corner of the chef's mouth twitched. Although the visitor is still a primate, why is Mao a monk? And...Master! We are not monks, so please don’t talk about Buddhist scriptures with me, okay?

"Master Xianchu's plain noodles is one of the most delicious among the many vegetarian dishes that this poor monk has ever eaten. Uh, it's a pity that my disciple doesn't have this blessing. It's a pity. It's a pity..." Tang Seng couldn't help but sigh after eating the noodles. He burped, while still talking about his troublesome disciple.

"Master, may I ask where you went to study for Buddhist scriptures in the Western Heaven? And is it true that all the women in the country are girls?..." After Tang Monk finished eating the noodles, the chef asked him a series of questions, "For example, The king of the daughter country, master, are you really not moved at all?"

"Master Immortal Chef, please stop joking. What kind of daughter country is this? A poor monk has never heard of it!" Tang Monk looked confused. What was Master Immortal Chef talking about?

"Ah? Then may I ask where the holy monk has been?" The chef rolled his eyes. Could it be that the summoned Tang Monk hasn't started his journey to the west yet?

"The poor monk has just left the Tang Dynasty and is currently staying at Guanyin Temple." Tang Monk smiled and said, "Does Master Xianchu know the poor monk's future?" Tang Monk just listened to a lot of questions from the great cook. He is not a stupid person. After thinking about it, he realized that what the chef just described was most likely the disaster he was about to experience.

"Huh?" The chef looked embarrassed. Damn! Did you just consider it a spoiler? As the old saying goes, spoilers are momentarily satisfying, and the family crematorium is a good place to die! Seeking scriptures seems to be a major matter related to the safety of the three realms, but the cause and effect here is slightly bigger! Will I cause trouble if I do this? Thinking of this, the chef couldn't help but want to eat something to calm his shock.

"Master, let me tell you! The Guanyin Temple where you live now is not safe. That thief and bald ass abbot..."

"Sir, please don't say the word thief, bald donkey, or you and I will be scolded..." Tang Seng twitched the corner of his mouth and pointed at the bald heads of himself and the chef.

Fang Jie......

"Unexpectedly! I actually have such a mystery during my trip to the west. Thank you Master Xianchu for telling me all the disasters that the poor monk has to go through. Please accept my respects from the poor monk..." After saying this, the Tang Monk wanted to ask the chef. He saluted, but the latter was shocked, "Damn! You just said it so smoothly, why did you tell me the detailed explanation of the Eighty-Nine Difficulties and the dirty analysis of later generations on seeking scriptures?"

"Master, what did I say just now?" The chef looked at the "True Heart Lotus" that he originally planned to use to trick Tang Monk into gossip. Damn it! Why are there a few pieces missing⊙﹏⊙

"Master Xianchu didn't say anything just now. Monks don't lie! Amitabha!" Tang Monk laughed and put the chef's "Chicken Stewed with Mushrooms" on the table. "Master Xianchu, the taste of this vegetarian chicken is really harmonious." It’s just like real chicken, it’s incredible!”

"What's that? Master, that chicken soup was what I made for my family's Wangcai last time..." The corner of the chef's mouth twitched. He just saw that the person coming was Tang Seng, but he got excited and accidentally used it to treat Wangcai. The lovelorn chicken soup was also brought out.

"Wangcai? This name sounds familiar. I wonder which immortal it is?"

"Uh... Erlangshen, do you know? Wangcai and one of his subordinates are relatives, right?" The chef suppressed the effect of "True Heart Lotus" and told a lie that was not a lie.

"Speaking of Master Tripitaka, the soup just now was really chicken soup! It's not vegetarian food..." The chef said embarrassedly. He didn't know if Tang Monk, who had broken the precepts, could still get the scriptures. We really didn't mean it.

"Ah!" The corner of Tang Seng's mouth twitched, and his eyelids twitched when he looked at the chef, he was so stupid! I broke the precept, what should I do now?

"How about Master pretending that he doesn't know about it... Anyway, those monks can't figure out what happened in the Immortal Food Space..." The chef said awkwardly.

"Haha..." Tang Seng's mouth twitched again. If you don't tell the truth, we can pretend that we don't know anything, but why do you talk so much? Okay now, monk, not only have I broken the precept of sexual intercourse, but I might also have to lie and deceive others. Do you want to deceive the monk like this?

"What's that? Master, you see it's getting late, why don't you go back first? Otherwise, I'm afraid your apprentice will be anxious if he can't find you..." The chef knew that he couldn't spoil any more, otherwise a good Journey to the West would be impossible. It is not allowed to be mixed up by yourself into the "cheating life of a prophet and holy monk"...

"Master Immortal Chef said that it's time for the poor monk to say goodbye. Thank you for your hospitality... Amitabha..." Tang Monk bowed to the chef again and then prepared to return to the world of Journey to the West. He can't stay here any longer. This cook It's too deceptive. If you keep talking to him, I'm sure you'll hit someone. Amitabha is so good. It’s just that no one noticed that Tang Seng’s eyes suddenly flashed with malice the moment he left the space. Those gang of bald donkeys and gods actually dared to plot against me like this, hoping that I would mess up their plans if I didn’t go back...