Saving the world is not as good as chasing stars [US Entertainment]

During the Christmas season, the city of Los Angeles has always had colorful Christmas concerts and various bright light shows, obviously having a more lively festive atmosphere than other cities in the United States.

At this time, on Christmas Eve, in the kitchen of a French-style villa in Beverly Hills, several gentlemen were obediently preparing a traditional Christmas dinner.

For a number of reasons, the stereotype that "most internationally renowned chefs are mostly men" seems to persist in modern society.

But these few gentlemen who are busy obviously don't have the outstanding skills of a chef.

Whether this Christmas dinner can be successful is really a bit dangerous——

On the traditional Christmas table, roast turkey has always been an essential dish.

When a large number of immigrants from England arrived in the Americas in the early seventeenth century, this delicious food began to be favored by Americans.

But it is not a simple matter to make it. Fortunately, Mr. Steven Rogers, a big-breasted sweetheart, bought a roasted turkey before that.

Otherwise, these men would probably blow up Margo's kitchen just because they baked a turkey.

But now it's not much better. A prosciutto dinner is harder than asking these elite gentlemen to save the world, let alone deal with Christmas salmon.

You must know that the prosciutto has been smoked and cut when you buy it. You only need to spread the self-adjusting sauce and put it in the oven to bake for two hours.

Outside the window, the big and small streets of Beverly have been illuminated by festive lights, making the night extremely intoxicating, and the entire Los Angeles has almost become a city that never sleeps.

In the kitchen, Mr. Strange, known as "God's gift to surgery" by the outside world for his superb medical skills, is responsible for cutting various ingredients.

And the reliable big-breasted sweetheart, who is handling the sweet sauce for smoked food, looks decent.

Ward helped him by passing him honey or cherry-pomegranate jam now and then.

The most surprising thing was Bucky, who was skillfully preparing to make Christmas almond pudding, like an excellent pastry chef.

As for the last Mr. Tony Stark?

He was lazily sitting on the bar chair at the kitchen counter, with an arrogant voice, "I decided to be in charge of the most important red wine."

Strange, who has always been bad-tempered, had few gentlemen left to talk to. He slammed the knife on the solid wood cutting board, "Mr. Stark, why don't you say you don't have hands and brains."

Tony Stark has always been the best at annoying people, such as now-

"Tsk, you are really baffled. Don't you think that red wine is not important? In Christmas dinner, the meat symbolizes the body of Jesus Christ, and the red wine represents His blood. Do you think that the blood of Jesus is not worth commemorating? You are so ignorant that you think that red wine unimportant."

Strange smiled, "Since you value the Christian tradition so much, how about following the special way of drinking Christmas red wine? I'm afraid you need a pot."

The traditional way of drinking Christmas red wine mentioned by Grumpy Kiki is a bit special——

It is necessary to add brown sugar, orange peel, cinnamon, orange kernels, raisins and other ingredients to the wine, then heat it on the fire while stirring, and be careful not to boil the pot, and finally pour a little vodka on it to be considered a success.

And Tony Stark probably wouldn't even recognize what cinnamon looked like.

Of course, it is impossible for the mascara essence to actually cook red wine. He said like a supervisor boss, "When are you going to put these things in the oven? This dinner may not be available until tomorrow morning."

In order not to be kicked out, the five men obviously had to speed up their cooking.

But there is still a problem-

The most reliable Steven and Bucky are looking at the strange oven in front of them in puzzlement, "How do you use this thing?"

As two old popsicles who have been frozen for half a century, they are obviously not good at playing with modern kitchen utensils.

Strange held the cooking knife with a calm voice, "I'm only good at cutting ingredients with a knife."

Grant Ward looked innocent, "Hydra and S.H.I.E.L.D. only teach me fighting and undercover skills, no cooking lessons."

Tech genius Tony Stark looked at everyone with contempt, "Guys, you really don't understand life at all."

As he spoke, he directly threw the prosciutto, salmon and pudding with the sauce into the oven, and then set the highest temperature for two hours.

Twenty minutes later, Grant Ward couldn't help but said, "Without the smoked sawdust and equipment, shouldn't that salmon be fried? And those almond puddings, why did you throw them into the oven together?"

Tony Stark: "Why are you talking now? I can already smell burning."

Grant Ward shrugged innocently, "You look very confident, who would have thought that you don't even have this bit of common sense."

Tony immediately pulled the oven away, but the salmon was obviously irreparable, and it looked dark and weird.

As for those almond puddings, I couldn't tell what they were at all.

To make matters worse, when he took the salmon and almond pudding out of the oven and closed it again, the glass door slammed open.

It wasn't an exaggerated explosion, but the glass was visibly shattering and looked dangerous.

Tony Stark turned off the oven quickly, but obviously couldn't save the fact that this brand new kitchen appliance was scrapped.

The five gentlemen looked at each other: Did they almost blow up the kitchen?God, you won't be kicked out by Margo, will you?

A few people leaned against the door and took a peek at the black-haired classic beauty who was sitting on the sofa and watching a talk show——

Jesus Christ, luckily she didn't see it.

The scientific genius Tony Stark couldn't believe that his fame was ruined by the most common household oven? !

The salmon and almond pudding had been a complete failure, the prosciutto had to be baked for at least an hour and a half, and the pre-bought roast turkey needed to be heated in the oven.

But now the oven is completely useless.

So this dinner, which has been busy for a long time, ended up being a complete failure, which almost blew up the kitchen by the way.

Five minutes later, Mr. Stark, the culprit, proposed a solution——

"Jarvis, I need takeout dinner for six."

Twenty minutes later, by the burning fireplace, Margaret was sitting at the dining table, looking at the six cheeseburgers and pizza in front of her with an indifferent expression.

"What happened to my kitchen?"

Tony Stark looked aggrieved, "After we prepared everything, we found that there was a crack in the oven glass. It must have been collided during transportation."

The remaining four gentlemen with relatively sound personalities did not say anything.

Margaret raised her eyebrows, "You are a liar full of lies, Mr. Stark."

The other four gentlemen obviously didn't intend to share the firepower, so they ate the cheeseburger silently.

And our Mr. Iron Man is still making trouble for no reason——

His big eyes framed by long eyelashes were innocent and angry, "You don't believe me, you heartless woman."

Margaret looked at him with disgust on her face, "Turn your face away, you're affecting my appetite."

Tony Stark: "..."

The big-breasted sweetheart is undoubtedly the kindest of these gentlemen, "Margo, it's my problem. Because I'm not good at using a modern oven, this dinner failed."

Innocent-eyed Bucky continued, "Steven and I are indeed a little out of touch with today's world, sorry, Margot, almost ruined your Christmas Eve."

Grant Ward, who is the best-behaved, followed closely behind, "Why don't I use my spare time to sign up for a cooking class from tomorrow?"

Even the bad-tempered Qiqi expressed a little apology in his tone, "I used to underestimate the difficulty of cooking ingredients, it makes me more anxious than doing a neurosurgery."

Tony Stark, who has never admitted his mistake just now: These insidious and cunning guys!They are totally targeting me!

Of course, Margot would not be really dissatisfied that these gentlemen almost blew up her kitchen.

After all, there are countless feasts in Los Angeles tonight. Whether it is a float show, a music feast, or a grand Christmas banquet, it is obviously a hundred times better than a busy kitchen.

But instead of the easy ways of passing the time, they gave her presents and a Merry Christmas.

Margot took a sip of the fruity red wine and said calmly, "Cheeseburgers are also good."

The five men instantly came back to life, looking at her with burning eyes.

—like six-year-olds circling Santa's handouts.

Margaret blinked, "I really don't have any presents, let alone stockings."

As a result, the eyes of these gentlemen began to become full of resentment again.

Inexplicably, Margaret felt like she was spending Christmas with five little princesses

The bells of the church and the beautiful Austrian Christmas carols from the choir seemed to be full of forgiveness and blessings to the world.

In the villa, the flame in the fireplace is burning fiercely, and the gorgeous colored lights are lit outside the window, making everything tonight look extraordinarily happy and peaceful.

Margaret's delicate red lips were slightly curved, with a kind of girl-like innocence, she looked sincere and untainted, as if she was born to be God's darling.

Her pure blue eyes are sincere and moving, "This is the best Christmas Eve I've ever had, I swear."

Five little princesses: She is good-looking, and she is so good at coaxing people, what should people do.