Underworld Salvage Master [Comprehensive Yingmei]

Karen didn't sleep well when she lay down. At noon, she lazily got up to wash and change clothes, and was dazed thinking about what kind of nightmare she had. Thinking about it again, it wasn't a good dream anyway, she rubbed her flat stomach and walked slowly downstairs.

At the stairs on the first floor, a huge figure wearing a black cloak sat there.

Karen paused. Seeing the cloak on him, she couldn't help but think of her cloak that Loki had snatched away. She held her forehead, fell silent for a while, and said to the huge figure: " Hi, morning, Frankenstein."

Hearing Karen's cry, Frankenstein turned around slowly. A large stainless steel basin was resting on his lap, filled with bright yellow egg liquid, and he held a specially made Large egg beater, he nodded to Karen and said, "Morning, are you up?"

Karen nodded, stepped on the steps slowly and walked in front of him, glanced at the egg beating job that he seemed to have just started, and asked: "Mark asked you to beat mayonnaise again? I just bought one last month The blender is specially used to make these, didn't he tell you?"

Frankenstein showed a smile on his honest face when he heard the words, and said: "Mark said that handmade mayonnaise tastes the most delicious, and I think he was right, because I made mayonnaise yesterday and it was delicious. "

Karen watched Frankenstein earnestly beat the egg mixture again, and couldn't help sighing.

The British lady who wrote Frankenstein as a horror novel must have never thought that the monster she wrote is actually a real foodie in real life, right?The funniest thing is that this guy doesn't even dare to kill a chicken, the worst thing he has done so far is to steal something to eat!

Frankenstein didn't know what Karen was thinking, and he didn't have time to think about it. This guy's mind was full of mayonnaise, and he was beating the egg liquid vigorously with an eggbeater, his eyes were green, and his mouth was still full of mayonnaise. Keep muttering: "Mayonnaise, mayonnaise, good mayonnaise!"

Karen shook her head, stepped sideways over the steps that Frankenstein sat on, stepped on the creaking wooden floor on the first floor, and headed for the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Mark was humming a ditty and cooking something. His dark figure floated around in front of the stove, looking in a good mood.

Karen pulled the chair by the dining table and sat down. She looked at Mark's sturdy back with her chin up, and said for a long time, "It seems that Alex hasn't found your bones?"

Hearing this, Mark turned his head to look at her, snorted and said, "Karen, you big liar!"

Karen laughed and asked, "How did I become a liar?"

Mark didn't answer, and floated to the cupboard, took out a bag of pasta and a bag of macaroni from it, showed Karen in his hand, and asked, "Which one do you want to eat?"

Karen squinted at his hand, thought for a while, and asked, "Is there nothing else to eat at home? I've been eating spaghetti bolognese for a week."

With an expression of "I know", Mark threw the spaghetti into the cupboard and said, "Then macaroni!"

Wait, I didn't mean that!Karen didn't have time to say anything, she just watched Mark throw the macaroni casually, and half a bag of macaroni passed her eyes neatly and fell into the boiling water.

Well, you threw it all in, can I still stop it?Of course, no!Karen looked at Mark with a resentful face, and he smiled happily at her.

She tapped her fingers on the table a few times and said, "Hey, do you have to do this?" She knew that she would never waste any food, even if it was something she didn't like!Besides, there are only two people in this room eating, and Frankenstein hates to eat spaghetti and macaroni. He said that these two foods look like earthworms and...

No, no, no, stop now!Do you still want to eat!Can't keep thinking about it!Karen patted her forehead, abruptly stopped recalling Frankenstein's original words in her heart, and then forced herself to think about something else.

As soon as she thought about it, Karen remembered the 90-year contract Pluto said.

The old Pluto used food to lure her back then, and successfully got her to sign a 100-year contract as a Styx cleaner. She still remembers how the old man said to her: "You want to live comfortably, and don't worry about it anymore. Hungry, no longer wandering?"

The young and ignorant Karen nodded and said, "I want to, I really want to!"

Pluto Hades smiled and pulled out a roll of documents from the inner pocket of his suit, and said, "As long as you sign this, you won't have to worry about it from today on."

Karen looked at the paperwork in his hand and said doubtfully, "Is it really possible to live comfortably?"

Pluto smiled and stretched out his other free hand, only to see a silver-gray basin appear in his hand, and said, "Did you see this?"

Karen nodded.

"No matter what food you want to eat, it will be conjured up for you." Pluto stuffed the pot into her hand with a kind face, and said encouragingly, "Try it?"

Karen hesitated for a while, looked at the half of dry bread in his hand, and said cautiously: "I want to eat a small bread."

As soon as Karen finished speaking, a fragrant bread appeared in the silver-gray basin, with sweet shredded coconut sprinkled on it.

Karen looked up at Hades, "Wow! It's amazing!"

Pluto stared at Karen and said with a smile: "As long as you sign this contract and come to work with me for 100 years, this basin will belong to you. Not only that, I will also arrange a residence for you." I'm very generous" expression, "I will treat it as an employee benefit, and let you live for free until the contract expires."

Karen grabbed the bun and ate it with big mouthfuls. Hearing his words, he nodded vigorously and said, "Okay! No problem!"

Young and ignorant!Really young and ignorant!It turns out that the silver-gray pot can only change three things: small bread, medium bread, and large bread!

Karen leaned on her forehead and stared blankly at Mark, who was standing in front of the stove, stirring the macaroni in the cooking pot with a large spoon, and humming in his incomplete tone.

Mark added some cold water to the pot, covered it, and turned around to prepare the side dish of macaroni. When he saw Karen staring at the stove in a daze, he squinted and asked, "You don't doubt my craftsmanship, do you? "

Karen regained consciousness, looked at Mark, shook her head and said, "No!"

Mark took out two tomatoes from the refrigerator and washed them, and said while washing, "It's fine if you don't have any. Seriously, I can guarantee that if you eat this today, you will definitely forget the taste of pasta."

Well, as long as he doesn't only cook one food for ten days and a half months in a row, Karen thinks he can still accept it.After all, no matter how delicious something is, you will definitely get tired of eating it for a month!

However, having said that, the dessert shop that Karen is currently running is because Mark likes to make only one thing for ten days and a half months, which is called by the New York foodie circle as having a craftsman's heart.

This made Karen re-understand what is called the two sides of things/sex.

"By the way, didn't you bring Styx water back today?" Mark asked. He glanced at Karen, who was in a daze again, and suddenly stretched out his hand, hitting her hard on the head.

I go!Karen covered her head, tears were knocked out by Mark, she raised her eyes and said dissatisfiedly, "Hey, why did you hit me?"

"Where's the Styx water?" Mark asked.

Karen was taken aback, oh my god, because Loki messed it up so much that she didn't remember it at all, so she forgot to take it back!