[Comprehensive Yingmei] I just want to get through a catastrophe

"Damn it, I don't need such an honor!" Tony bent down and pushed Erha's head with both hands, gritted his teeth and tried to pull his leg out. "Then what should I do now? Go away! Don't lick!" If it's just being hugged by the legs, it's fine, just treat it as weight training.But that faint gaze seemed to have a little green light, and the white teeth seemed to be bitten down at any time.

"Uh, wait until lunch?" The moment Erha's teeth were about to bite into Tony's hand, Ye Bai flicked its head. Erha groaned aggrieved twice, reluctantly licked Tony's hand, and fell down again I continued to hug my feet.

"Okay, if you promise it won't bite off, when do we have lunch?" Tony threw up his hands in surrender. "Right now?"

"Do you have lunch at 09:30?" The more we get along, the more I feel that Tony Stark is as willful as the bunnies in the Florist Kindergarten.

"No, I can have lunch whenever I want." Tony's face was full of the whole world should accommodate me, "Even if I say lunch at seven, someone will say they want to join me."

"Really? But lunch here is only available at twelve o'clock, and there are still two and a half hours. Maybe you would like to play with Erha for a while? How about washing the dishes together? My friend." Breakfast time passed, and now the restaurant There are only used dishes waiting to be cleaned up, Yi Sang is handling fish, Peng Tang is chopping vegetables, and the task of clearing the table and washing dishes falls to the boss Ye Bai.

"I'd better take a look at my armor, are you sure it won't bite off if you leave your sight, right?" Ignoring both of Ye Bai's proposals, Tony dragged the huge pendant on his feet and went to the basement again. Of course, he now finds the basement more interesting than the armor.

After having a delicious lunch together, Ye Bai lent the car to Stark, who probably has never been in contact with such a low-end car, and with the helplessness written all over his face, he still took the key, " I will return a better one to you, what do you like? And I can provide you with a dishwasher, produced by Stark Industries, with the latest technology.” He has always been very generous to his friends, although he just didn’t realize it friends for a day.

"I don't need a car, but I really need a dishwasher."

"Listen, Bai, we're friends, right?" Before leaving, Tony wanted to make sure, even though he didn't put on the women's loose T-shirt provided by Ye Baiyou, he still insisted on wearing his cut-off T-shirt. A T-shirt with a big hole, still leaning against the car door, had his usual handsome shape dented.

"Of course, don't you think so, Tony." The friendship that develops rapidly in a few hours is inseparable from the fact that two people have their own secrets, friends have to do things, and small calculations have to be made, or to be straightforward, they both want to take over in the name of friends. The other side is cheap.

"I mean, next time, what you give me should be strawberry-flavored, right?" Considering that he needs high-altitude experiments, he probably needs a lot of strange potions that can quickly restore his body, " I beg you, if you still have the work of...Principal Snape in your hand, can you just keep it for yourself? Just give me the ordinary one, money is not a problem."

"Don't worry about the taste anymore, Tony?" Ye Bai was about to sigh, "That's the best, it takes about half an hour for an ordinary bone spirit to fully recover, and we don't know what will happen in half an hour." I can guarantee it. I promise, if you still need it in the future, I will give you the ordinary one." After all, the Malfoy family has always only wanted the best, so what she has is naturally the best. In the British wizarding world, even if it has passed Ten years later, the best potion was made by Severus Snape.

Having received the guarantee, Tony happily took his armor that had been scattered into a pile of iron pieces back, leaving Ye Bai to continue to face the table and plates left after lunch.

There are a total of ten tables in the restaurant, and the two chefs only made ten copies of lunch. Even though many people came in behind, they could only go out regretfully, so the lunch time ended early, and they refused to clean up the tables and wash the dishes The two chefs washed their hands, took off their white robes and disappeared into the air, leaving Ye Bai a mess in the restaurant.She pasted the recruiting poster on the glass, and began to pack up without love. After she finished packing, it was already dinner time. Many people who had tasted the delicious food pushed open the door of the restaurant, but they got something different today. With the news of the dinner, I can only leave with regret.

"Sorry, we don't serve dinner today. Welcome to come next time." Hearing the sound of the door being pushed open, Ye Bai, who had a sore back, leaned on the table and said without looking back. After washing the dishes and mopping the floor, she finally let her run the small business from the real version. Breaking away from the excitement of the game, the things that can be done by moving the mouse in the game made her very tired in reality, and when Yi Sang appeared again and said solemnly that he was going to start preparing dinner, Ye Bai forcibly stuffed her back.

"No, that, I saw the posters posted outside, I want to ask if you still need people here?" A somewhat hoarse male voice showed some hesitation, Ye Bai felt that the whole sky was bright, she brought her softest She turned her head with a wicked smile and looked at the shy big boy standing at the door.

"Of course, come in and sit down, we can talk."

Very bad day for Peter Parker.

When I woke up in the morning, I heard that Aunt Mei took on two jobs at the same time. When I took the breakfast from her, I could see the faint blue eyes in her eyes. She needed a good rest, and he suggested that she could go to work, but she refused.Saved a child from under the wheels of a truck on the way to school, only to be thrown into the sea himself.The paper in the bag was ruined, and his professor didn't want to hear his explanation.

Peter's girlfriend Gwen spent her birthday sitting alone in the restaurant because Spider-Man went to help people in need.He finally arrived before the restaurant closed, but he couldn't take out the gift he had prepared, a bracelet, which he got from working secretly for a month, and he didn't know where it was left.Gwen, who had been supporting him silently, also turned and left, disappointed in him.

"I know that Spider-Man is a hero, righteous, brave, he is always there when people need help, I like him very much. Next time you see him, can you help me and ask when will he take my boy?" Give it back to me, my friend?" Those teary eyes made him dare not look directly. "It made me turn off my friend's party, so I didn't have time to taste the cake my mother prepared for me, and waited for him to appear here like a fool!"

"I'm sorry, Gwen, I'm sorry." Facing her tears, he couldn't do anything, even if he turned into Spider-Man now, he couldn't stop the crying that was about to break his heart, all the explanations were pale and powerless, He tried to hug her and was rebuffed.

"Peter, I think there is something wrong between us, sorry, I'm going first, I need to think about it. You too, how to balance Spider-Man and Peter Parker, I don't want our lives to be messed up. "

He knew he screwed up everything, Aunt May and Gwen, he helped people in need in Queens, but he couldn't help the two people who meant the most to him.He tried to do what Spider-Man should do as much as possible, so what should Peter Parker do?Lighten the burden for Aunt May, make up for the gifts owed to Gwen, and give Peter Parker some of the time that belongs to Spider-Man.

Warm lights shone from the inside, looking at the recruitment posters pasted on the glass, he pushed open the door.

Peter is a very capable young man with a warm smile. He is tall and handsome and not very good at communicating with people. His reflexes are super sensitive, except that he is often late and suddenly disappears.After the three-day trial ended, Yi Sang, who had never communicated with him because of the language barrier, decided to keep him.

"We need him when you are doing nothing to help. In the past three days, he saved eight plates, four lunches and two porridge jars from you. These alone are enough for him to stay." Yi Sang When she said this seriously, she was standing in a safe area away from Ye Bai, and was about to disappear quickly when she became angry and rushed to kill her.

And Ye Bai smiled calmly and said that as a broad-minded person, why would he mind?She has always been so gentle and amiable, listened to what Yi Sang said with an open mind and seriously reflected on it, and then put Yi Sang's body in the old vinegar jar to soak overnight.The next day, his whole body exuded a sour smell from the inside out that would make those who heard it cry. Even Peter, who had become a regular, wondered if Mr. Chef was going to make himself a dish, but it was so sour. Will anyone eat it?

"Peter, what's wrong with you? It's just a job change, so don't cry?" Ye Bai, who was disgusted by the chef, refused to enter the back kitchen and stood at the front desk to collect the money. It's just that the two chefs were too lazy and didn't make many breakfasts in total. , so Ye Bai is very leisurely, leaning on the counter to watch her Chinese restaurant that has slowly improved.When Peter was holding the received dinner plate, two fingers pinched his clothes, tilting his head to look at Peter, who was tearful and sniffing his nose, was a little surprised. Although they had only been together for three days, she felt that Peter was not the kind who would easily show his emotions. people.

No, it's not touching, is it?The sour smell on Mr. Chef's body is as strong as if he just took a bath with vinegar. He feels his nasal passages sore when he breathes, and his eyes are red from the smoke. God knows how much he wants to put on the Spiderman hood right now. .Even the other Mr. Chef was standing at the other end of the kitchen wearing a mask and covering his nose tightly, keeping the farthest distance in a straight line from this Mr. Chef at all times.

"It seems that we can only eat sour food today, otherwise we can't explain why our chefs are covered with sour taste. I heard from others that the United States is a country that is very worried about foreign population. If it is misunderstood, it is developing It would be bad for any biological weapon, after all, what you selected last night was some old vinegar."

Armed in full gear, Peng Tang fished out half-cooked longxu noodles from the boiling pot. The thin noodles were crystal clear and distinct, and looked full of elasticity.Cooking noodles seems simple, but it is not. You must grasp the cooking time and pick it up at the right time, so that the noodles will not be raw or too rotten.Putting his backhand into the celadon sea bowl, Peng Tang gestured for Peter to serve it to Yi Sang.

Even though his body was full of sour smell, Yi Sang, who stood up straight and did not change his face, was frying in the pot. There was a frying pan and a frying pan in front of him, and there was a frying pan beside him.Sesame seeds and peanuts with red coats removed burst out the fragrance. The fat and thin hind leg meat is cut into pieces and marinated in advance. Grab the starch with water and pour it into the pot to stir-fry together. Add dark soy sauce and white sugar for color and freshness.An egg in the frying pan was trembling slightly, and the transparent egg white slowly turned white and solidified. After it was fried crispy, it was flipped over to fry the other side.

He took the celadon sea bowl brought by Peter, scooped up a spoonful of meat sauce, put the fresh poached egg in the middle that was browned on both sides and lay aside, twisted a pinch of finely chopped green onion and sprinkled it on, and threw the cleaned vegetable leaves into the cooking pot After rolling, the leaves are still green and fished out.In the big soup pot is the clear soup that has been boiled.

It looks like boiling water, but in fact, dozens of big stick bones, two whole chickens, a duck, and a piece of ham were thrown in. They were simmered overnight on a low fire, and the inside was squeezed out through a strainer. After drying the essence of the ingredients, the top tenderloin is chopped into minced meat three times, and the chicken breast is also chopped into minced meat and swept three times, and the last pot of soup is as clear as boiling water.The boiled cabbage in Sichuan cuisine also uses this method of hanging soup.

If it hadn't been for watching all kinds of ingredients go into the pot last night, Peter couldn't believe that a spoonful of soup poured on the noodles would be so complicated. The chef Pengtang gave him half a bowl. Not too much.It's like magic. All kinds of things that can't be served on the table in the eyes of Americans become a kind of delicacy that people will never forget once they taste it.