Marvel's Fairy Chef

"Hello, it's an honor to meet your respected Prince Shamir." The chef looked at the extremely luxurious hall around him. This was different from what he imagined. Isn't the vampire's home in a gloomy cemetery? He talked about the movies he had watched before. Isn’t that how it’s done in movies?

"Well, are you the magical chef that humans call you?" The old man sitting in the recliner looked at the chef. The bald head looked like the sun he hated most. Shamir narrowed his eyes and said slowly: "That Insurance seller, ah, that agent has already told you the matter."

"Yes, Coulson said that as long as I cook to your satisfaction, you will return SHIELD's things, right?"

"Well, it seems you don't know yet." Prince Shamir raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "Do you know what our vampires' favorite food is?"

"Blood, and preferably the blood of a virgin." The chef recalled the movie in his previous life. It seemed that the vampires in the movie were all set in this way.

"Then do you know why we like blood instead of eating normal food?" Shamir looked at the chef with interest.

"I don't know." The chef was speechless. I was ordered to cook for you. What are you doing with me?

"That's because my taste buds, well, that is, our tongues cannot taste the taste other than blood. Those delicacies in human mouths are like daddy in our mouths, which is difficult to swallow." Shamir seemed to be missing something. Licking her lips as if: "Are you still sure you can cook something I'm satisfied with?"

"Damn it, all these guys have no sense of taste." The chef was stunned. To be honest, he really didn't know what the vampire's recipe was. Judging from the situation in front of him, it seemed that he really couldn't cook anything suitable for vampires.

"Haha, it seems that your friend didn't explain things clearly to you." There was a trace of mockery in Shamir's half-closed eyes.

"Xiaolongbao, is there any fairy food specially made for vampires in our fairy chef's recipe?" The chef, who had no idea, had to ask the knowledgeable chefs for advice.

"Host, you don't understand the definition of a fairy chef too well. A fairy chef that cannot meet the requirements of all diners is unqualified." Xiao Long Bao said with great disdain: "Aren't they just a group of vampires? The old master once wrote a special I’m going to write a cookbook specifically for vampires.”

"Did master give you the recipe?" The chef asked immediately when he saw that he had a way.

"Um, not really"

Fang Jie:

Half an hour later

"I miss the smell so much, it tastes numb." Prince Shamir burst into tears while holding a bowl of crab roe porridge.

"Yeah, it's really useful." The chef looked at the master and the servants who were crying. Is it necessary for you to be so excited? Isn't it just a bowl of crab roe porridge?

"Nonsense, fairy food cooking is not as simple as you think. Ordinary cooking only focuses on the enjoyment of the taste, but fairy food can penetrate this taste into the soul." Xiao Long Bao said disdainfully: "It's you. , is it really good to fool them with this thing?”

"What's wrong? I should wipe out the side effects." The chef was about to say that the side effects can be ignored, but the two people who were hugging each other and crying just now actually started to fight rock, paper, scissors on the dining table. The old monster, who is almost a thousand years old in total, is actually doing this, and the two of them only have scissors.

"What the hell, why are we fighting?" The master and servant who had lost control of their bodies were speechless. Why do you always use scissors? What's the matter with this desire to win with scissors?

The winning crab roe porridge, Fairy Chef Fang Jie, uses king crabs from the undersea family as raw materials, and is cooked with slow fire. The delicious crab roe is perfectly integrated into the porridge. It has a miraculous effect on regulating the body for those with excessive excess fire. It is a spiritual-level top-grade fairy. Food. Note: Because someone was staring at the king crab's pincers while cooking, everyone who ate it could not help but ask someone to punch them until they won╭°a°`╮Fang Jie: I was definitely not thinking wildly at the time. Rock, Paper, Scissors lost. The fact that people want to take off their clothes is purely the author's personal preference and has nothing to do with this fairy chef.

"What should we do now?" The chef looked at the two people who kept making scissor gestures. It seemed that the person who ate this thing could only produce scissors. Wouldn't they be playing like this until the end of time? Well, it seems that vampires have a very long lifespan.

"Dad, that cook you are talking about has someone actually wanting to cook for us vampires these days. Is there something wrong with that guy's brain? I wonder if we vampires don't have the sense of taste to wait for me? Well, what are you doing at such an old age? Playing such a childish game." Just when the chef was in a daze, a very innocent black-haired girl appeared in the hall.

"Have we met before somewhere?" Hei Chang looked straight at the chef's bald head. This face looked really familiar, and it also had a very annoying feeling.

"Well, you look familiar too." The chef looked at Hei Changzhi who suddenly appeared. The girl also thought she looked familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen him before.

"Hey, hey, have you forgotten something?" The master and the servant, who were punching each other non-stop, looked at the two people who were facing each other. By the way, you should think of a way to make us stop.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot about you." The chef was awakened by Shamir's dissatisfied shouts. He stepped forward very apologetically and stretched out his right hand, making a sign of cloth.

"Win!" The moment the chef stretched out his hand, a light of victory suddenly burst out from behind the master and the servant. Then a warm current surged in the bodies of the two vampires, and an unprecedented feeling of relief filled their limbs. Spreading, this feeling of comfort made the two old monsters who had lived for who knows how long couldn't help but groan.

"Damn it, daddy." Hearing this imaginative moan, the long black lines on his forehead couldn't help but hang up. These two old and crooked things, didn't you see me here? Damn, turn around. I must tell my mother

"This is" Prince Shamir, who felt the change in himself, had a sparkle in his old eyes, and his eyes towards the chef were even more fiery.

"The way this old guy looks at me is so scary." The chef swallowed subconsciously. He seemed to have heard Coulson say that the vampire world is very chaotic. Could this old guy be interested in him?

"Young man, are you interested in joining us?" A smile suddenly appeared on Prince Shamir's old face.

"Not at all." The chef refused decisively, joking, I don't want to be like you.

"Don't be too busy to refuse. Take a look at how my daughter is in line with your Chinese aesthetics." The old prince pointed at his daughter and showed a smile that you know.

"Old man, what do you want to do?" The girl on the side staggered, Moman, are you planning to sell your daughter?

"Well, now that the task is completed, can I leave?" The chef looked at the black-haired girl who was about to run away and felt that something was wrong with the development of things.

"Mr. Fang, don't worry. Since you let me taste the delicious food again as promised, that thing can naturally be returned to SHIELD. Aisha, take Mr. Fang to the VIP room to have a rest, and I will get the obelisk." Shamir The prince glanced at his daughter, indicating to her to keep the chef first.

"Christopher, you feel it too, right?" After the chef left, Prince Shamir looked at the old butler beside him with half-closed eyes.

"Yes, Master." The old butler lost his composure and said excitedly: "The prophecy is actually true."

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