Marvel: Chinese Restaurant Beginning in Hell's Kitchen

"This is roast goose, please taste it."

Peter Parker immediately served the third course.

Before Peter Parker put down the food, the members of the Evil Squadron were ready to fight.

This time, everyone didn’t even use chopsticks, they just started eating.

Before their fingers could even touch the roast goose, the roast goose and the plate disappeared from the table.

Dr. Spectrum looked up and saw that the roast goose was already in the Grandmaster's hands. He said unhappily:

"Master, you broke the rules. We were supposed to taste it first."

The Grand Master said proudly, “I made the rules, but now I have changed them.

I want to taste this dish first.”

After tasting the rice noodles and mouth-watering chicken, the master became more and more confident in the dishes produced by the restaurant.

Especially this roast goose, the color alone is very tempting, and it also exudes a charming aroma.

Gulu.

The Grandmaster's stomach couldn't help but growl.

The Grand Master had long forgotten what hunger was, but now he was extremely hungry.

Regardless of whether the people of the Evil Squadron had any objections, the Grandmaster, who had taken the initiative, had already pulled out a goose leg and took a big bite.

Oil and water flowed down the corners of the master's mouth, but he didn't care about his image at all. He chewed the goose meat in his mouth hard, and a satisfied expression appeared on his face.

The members of the Evil Squadron drooled at the scene before them.

One goose leg soon entered the Grand Master's stomach. When he pulled off the second goose leg, he seemed to realize that the four pairs of eyes of the Evil Squadron were staring at him.

"Well, I've tasted it for you, and the roast goose is absolutely delicious.

Come and try it, you won’t be disappointed.”

The master put the plate and the remaining roast goose back on the table, then ate the goose leg with great relish.

Originally, the Grandmaster asked the Evil Squadron to come over to act as the little white legs, but now he seems to be doing the opposite, as if he is testing the power of the Evil Squadron.

As long as it tastes good, who cares about that?

Anyway, the master doesn't care about these details.

The moment the Grandmaster put down the plate, the speed demon used his superpowers, tore off two goose wings, and ran to the door, ready to go for a walk at any time.

"Speed ​​Demon, please leave one for me!"

Hyperion just stretched out his hand to snatch a goose wing from the speed demon, but found that in the blink of an eye, only a goose carcass was left on the plate.

This is a waste of time and I'm afraid there won't even be a skeleton left.

Hyperion quickly retracted his hand, picked up the goose rack and began to eat it, while eating, he said:

“It’s delicious, it’s really delicious.

The cooking methods of roast goose and mouth-watering chicken are different, but they are both the most delicious foods in the world.

I mean, they should at least be number one.”

"That's right. Let's toast to the master for letting us eat such delicious food today."

Nighthawk held up the cup and preached.

"Cheers to the Master." Others raised their glasses and shouted.

The Grandmaster was also very happy eating, and said with a smile: "As long as you think it tastes good, it's fine. I, the Grandmaster, have always been fair. You will definitely not suffer any loss if you follow me..."

"Carp noodles are here!"

Peter Parker came over with carp noodles.

The Grandmaster threw away the bone in his hand before he finished speaking, and without caring about his image, he took the carp noodles from Peter Parker.

"Let me take the taste off you guys first."

As the master spoke, he reached out and picked up the carp and started chewing it like a goose leg.

Evil Squadron...this old man really has no shame at all.

"Hey, slow down, that's a carp!"

Peter Parker hastened to remind the carp that it had thorns.

But as soon as he finished speaking, the master's face changed. He looked like he couldn't speak, and kept pointing at his throat with a look of pain on his face.

"Grandmaster, what's wrong with you?"

The people from the Evil Squadron gathered around, asked with pretended concern, and took the opportunity to take the carp noodles back from the Grandmaster.

"Grandmaster, are you okay?"

Peter Parker asked.

The Grandmaster opened his mouth and pointed to his throat.

The authentic big carp from the Yellow River does not have so many bones, but no one chews it like the master does.

"Peter, what's going on?"

"That's right. If anything happens to the Grandmaster, your restaurant will be completely responsible."

"My Grandmaster!"

......

The Evil Squadron cried out like they were mourning.

As for the plate of carp, Pei Erze didn't dare to touch it for a moment.

"Master, please sit down and let me see you."

Peter Parker helped the Grandmaster sit down, and indeed found a fishbone stuck in the Grandmaster's throat, so he shot out a spider silk to wrap around the fishbone and pull it out.

A fish bone as long as a little finger appeared in front of everyone, with blood on one end.

"Peter, do you run a restaurant or sell hidden weapons to plot against everyone?"

Dr. Spectrum scolded.

Peter Parker was speechless.

Are there people who eat fish like that?

The master reached out and picked up the fish bone, looked at it, and smiled bitterly in his heart.

I have lived for so long that I have long forgotten when was the last time I was injured. Who would have thought that I would get injured while eating a meal today.

Who would believe it if I told you?

What an irony.

"I've already given you the taste, please eat it."

The master pointed at the carp and said.

Even the master has seen blood, who would dare to eat it?

Do you really think you have a long life?

"Um... Grandmaster, we have almost finished eating."

"Master, since you said it's delicious, then it must be delicious. We absolutely believe you."

"Yes, this fish tastes absolutely amazing."

“This is the most delicious fish I have ever eaten in my life!”

......

The members of the Evil Squadron started praising the fish without even tasting it. The Grandmaster’s injury also cast a shadow on them.

The Grand Master rolled his eyes and said, "Look at you. Such delicious fish is placed in front of people, but you don't even have the courage to taste it."

The people from the Evil Squadron all smiled awkwardly.

"Peter, stop serving until I finish this fish."

The Grandmaster gave an order to Peter Parker, and then preached to the men of the Squadron of Sinister,

"Since you've almost finished eating, just sit there and watch me eat."

"Master, we listen to you."

The people from the Evil Squadron responded.

The Grandmaster was just stuck by a fish bone just now. Otherwise, it would be very easy for a similar thing to happen again.

The master simply pointed at the carp and waved his hand gently, and in an instant the flesh and bones were separated.

The fish is still fish, the bones are still bones, and the fish meat still retains its original shape.

My mom no longer has to worry about me getting my throat choked when eating fish.

The master was much more polite this time. He picked up the chopsticks and savored the deliciousness of the fish carefully. While eating, he kept praising the deliciousness of the fish.

The evil squadron was drooling with greed and could only keep drinking beer.

After waiting for a long time for the master to finish eating the fish, the next dish was roujiamo with chicken blood soup.

The Grand Master laughed when he saw the dish and said to the Evil Squadron:

"This doesn't look like enough to share. You've all almost finished eating, so I'll just eat it for you."

After saying that, the master took the Roujiamo and took a big bite. His eyes lit up.

"fragrant!

This soup goes really well with Roujiamo! ”

"Gululu..."

The evil squadron drank beer again to satisfy their cravings.

"Peter, what else is there?"

Nighthawk asked, trying to distract himself.

Peter Parker replied: "There is one last dish left. You can even call it a staple food. It's river snail rice noodle."

Dr. Spectrum nodded and said, "Snail rice noodle, just by hearing the name you know this dish must be good."

Hyperion began to speak: "Fan, is this another vegetarian dish?"

"Yes," Peter Parker responded.

The speed demon immediately said, "Master, since you don't like vegetarian food, let us prepare the snail noodles for you.

I mean, how about letting a few of us try it first, and then you can eat it if it’s really delicious.”

Grandmaster was just trying to anger the evil squadron. The amount he had eaten today was far beyond his limit, so he nodded and said:

"Okay, you guys can eat the snail noodles first."

"The Grandmaster is wise."

"The Grandmaster is mighty."

"I knew that following the Grandmaster was the right thing to do."

"Grandmaster, I love you."

"roll."

The evil squadron started to flatter, but was met with laughter and scolding from the Grandmaster.

Peter Parker thought to himself, "I hope you guys will still have this positive attitude later on."

A moment later, Peter Parker came over with snail noodles, and the faces of the Evil Squadron and the Grandmaster all changed.

"Peter, what is that?"

"Could it be snail rice noodle?"

"Oh my God, at first I thought the smell in the restaurant was deliberately set up for the atmosphere, but I didn't expect there would be such exotic food."

"Peter, are you sure it's edible?"

"Peter, there must be a mistake. Hurry up and bring another one."

......

The members of the Evil Squadron dodged and if the Grandmaster hadn't been there, they would have run outside the restaurant.

Peter Parker explained the snail noodle seriously, and finally said to the master:

"You've already paid for it, so it's not my loss if no one eats it."

The master's brows tightened.

The gambling is still going on. You can lose anything but not your gambling spirit.

cough.

The Grand Master coughed lightly and said with a straight face, "Since this is snail rice noodle, and you just said you want to taste it first to see if it tastes good, then let's get started."

The expressions of the Evil Squadron brightened.

If I knew this, I wouldn't eat it even if you put a knife to my neck.

Everyone looked at each other and then gave way to each other.

Seeing that they were still not picking up their chopsticks, the master said with a cold face:

"Do you want to embarrass my Grandmaster?

I'm from Shudao Mountain!"

"Wait a moment."

Dr. Spectrum called out, and then preached to the others,

"I have a solution to the problem at hand."

"any solution?"

The other three looked over in unison.

Dr. Spectrum smiled and said, "Rock, paper, scissors. Whoever loses gets to eat first. How about using this method to decide the order?"

Everyone...

We are super villains, and you want us to solve the problem with rock-paper-scissors. Isn't this a bit too much of a joke?

"I think this is a good idea."

"Come on, who's afraid of who?"

"Let's play rock, paper, scissors!"

......

Through this seemingly childish method, the evil squadron was ranked in order of priority.

Dr. Spectrum, who proposed the solution, was the first to eat it, followed by Hyperion, Nighthawk and Speed ​​Demon.

Dr. Spectrum sat in front of the snail noodles with a look of despair, while the other three people laughed secretly.

As long as Dr. Spectrum shows that the food doesn't taste good at all, they will find a reason to continue tasting it.

Someone has eaten it anyway.

"let's start."

The master held his hat to his nose while preaching.

Dr. Spectrum gritted his teeth, picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of snail noodle and put it into his mouth.

Everyone else widened their eyes, waiting to see Dr. Spectrum spit out the snail noodles.

Wait, something seems wrong with the picture.

That guy took a second and third bite. Was he trying to trick us?

No, absolutely not.

When Dr. Spectrum picked up the snail noodles for the fourth time, his hand was held down by Hyperion.

"Doc, that's enough, let me do it."

"No, let me continue, I'll do it for you..."

"roll!"

Hyperion was kicked away by Dr. Spectrum, and then he stared at the snail noodles in his hand with a frown, and he waited three seconds before putting it into his mouth.

Everyone noticed that Hyperion's brows were furrowed even more tightly, but he actually took a second bite.

This is not right.

"That's enough, it's my turn."

Nighthawk noticed something was wrong and immediately stepped forward to stop Hyperion from taking the third bite.

“Nighthawk, I didn’t taste anything just now.

Take one more bite, and I swear I won’t eat it after this last bite.”

Hyperion pleaded.

"Bring it here."

Nighthawk snatched the chopsticks from Hyperion's hand, picked up a bite and put it into his mouth. When he wanted to take the second bite, the chopsticks and bowl in his hand disappeared.

“It’s really delicious.”

The speed demon burped and spoke. In the blink of an eye, he had already eaten the remaining fusilli and the soup.

"Peter, give me another serving of this fusilli!"

"I also want!"

The other three immediately raised their hands and shouted.

"Wait a moment!

Peter, just one bowl first."

The Grand Master shouted, and with a sullen face he preached to the evil squadron.

"If I find out that you guys are working together to deceive me, I will make you pay!"

"Here we go."

Peter Parker brought over another serving of snail noodles.

"Master, this smell is not very pleasant. If you are not used to it, let me help you solve it."

"Master, it would be bad if you were to get this smell on you."

"Master, let me help you with this bowl of snail noodles."

"Shut up, everyone!"

The master shouted coldly, picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of vermicelli and put it into his mouth. Then he took the second and third bites, and before he knew it, he had even finished the soup.

It’s exceeded, seriously exceeded.

The Grandmaster smiled and said to Peter Parker:

"Peter, this snail noodle is really interesting, it is the most unique delicacy I have ever eaten.

Besides, you won, and this is a Doucoin I lost to you."

The Grandmaster said as he pulled out a Dou Coin and handed it to Peter Parker.

The Grandmaster actually admitted defeat?

Does this mean that snail noodles are really delicious?

Peter Parker began to feel a little moved.

"Peter, don't hesitate, hurry up and get yourself a bowl of snail noodles, otherwise you will miss the most delicious food in the world."

Venom urged.

"shut up."

Peter Parker scolded softly, having already made up his mind.