Chapter 1222: Genius Cooking Uncle - Master Bibi

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As if they were playing tricks, two old men showed the audience a huge magic prop that was shaped like a large meat grinder and was about one person tall.

"Automatic cooking machine?"

The name is obvious and easy to understand, it just depends on how automatic it is. If any carbohydrate can be directly absorbed and made into bread, then these two old men will be the saviors of the continent, and no one in this world will go hungry anymore. .

Obviously, this is impossible. If it could be achieved to this extent, Akara would have listed it as the most important research project long ago, and even the top priority of resisting the Hell Clan would be temporarily placed on the back burner.

"Hmph, as long as you put the ingredients in, the food you need will be automatically made."

Old Farah snapped his fingers coquettishly and explained.

"I'll show you something simple first, bread."

As he spoke, one person held flour and the other held a bucket of water. They poured these two things into the container on the automatic cooking machine, and then poured some sugar.

I:"……"

Feini: "..."

audience:"……"

Look, there are two kitchen idiots in front of you, idiots who think that just water, flour and sugar can make bread.

Everyone complained, and there were tens of thousands of viewers, but no one planned to remind these two old guys that if they did this, even if the automatic cooking machine was reliable, it would just produce a pile of dry sweet dough cookies.

It is conceivable that the reputation of these two old men in the camp has reached a negative value that makes people celebrate.

After finishing these things, Old Man Farah stretched out his palm and unfolded a basin-sized prototype magic circle on the back of the automatic vegetable cooking machine. On a dial, he was concentrating on adjusting something.

It can be seen from this that according to my description as a time traveler, the hardware of this weird automatic cooking machine is made by Mu Aiao Donggua, and the software it runs is made by Farah.

After a moment, the two old men looked at each other, nodded, and seemed to be ready. With the last tap of Old Farah, hundreds of magic spells, large and small, began to appear faintly on the entire body of the automatic cooking machine. Arrays, these magic arrays bloomed with light, making the entire machine wrapped in a layer of soft blue light, which was very pleasing to the eye.

It seems to have been started and running.

Seeing this scene, even civilians who knew nothing about magic could guess that they had already prepared for a boom explosion, but the people who had squatted down early widened their eyes in surprise - it actually started to operate without incident. !

Don't forget Old Farah's nickname in the camp - Explosive Demon.

"Is this okay?" I broke the silence and asked doubtfully.

"okay."

The two old men held their heads high and looked arrogant.

"As long as you pour in the corresponding ingredients, this magical automatic cooking machine will select the required proportion of ingredients and cook automatically, without having to worry about it."

"How long will it take to get better?"

"Just take as much time as it usually takes to make bread."

These words made the two old men feel guilty. You see, they are indeed kitchen idiots. I think they are just like those stupid adventurers who can only make the simplest stews, soups and barbecues. , I guess if I tell them that adding a few eggs to the flour will make it taste better, they will look back at me: Nonsense, I never eat egg yolks when I eat bread!

"It can't save materials or time, so what's the use of this thing?" I looked at the two of them like idiots.

"Ahem, you can't say that. Look, don't you have to do it yourself?" The eyes of the two old men flickered as if they had been hit. They were no longer as triumphant as before.

"I don't think it makes any sense..."

Maybe in the original world, it would be a good thing for guys who are getting lazy and relying more and more on automation, but in the Dark Continent, everyone is satisfied if they can have bread to eat. Who would dislike the trouble of making bread? And go tinker with stuff like this.

Therefore, if you use four words that meet the ISO9000 standard to describe these two old men and evaluate the automatic cooking machine in front of you, that is - it hurts to be idle.

"Ahem, you can't say that. In addition to bread, this automatic cooking machine can also cook more than ten kinds of dishes, fully meeting the needs of daily families."

It seemed that they finally realized that their automatic cooking machine would be unusable in the Dark Continent. Old Man Farah and Mu Aodonggua showed it off in a little panic.

"Look, roasted sweet potatoes."

"Look at this again, pickled cucumbers!"

"Chopped green onion eggs! How about that?!"

“Wild vegetable soup, fresh and delicious wild vegetable soup!!”

I:"……"

Feini: "..."

audience:"……"

It's flashy, a tattered thing with gold and jade on the outside.

In an instant, everyone had a very clear definition of this automatic cooking machine.

"Okay, okay, no need to say any more, everyone already fully understands the power of this automatic cooking machine." I clapped my hands and impatiently interrupted the chatter of the two old men.

"Then let's interview the next one..."

"Wait, it's not over yet." The two of them pulled me tightly and said shamelessly.

"As a qualified host, don't you think you have to wait until our bread is made before giving a fair evaluation?"

"No need, I think everyone has already given a very fair evaluation in their hearts."

I suppressed my blush and tried to pull away from these two shameless old men, but I suffered from the fact that Mu Xiaodonggua was so incredibly strong that even with Feini pulling me in front, I couldn't break free. I was trapped for a moment. deadlock.

No, if the stalemate continues like this, it will only make the audience laugh.

Rolling my eyes, I stopped the unnecessary pulling. These two old men could afford to embarrass others, but I couldn't afford to embarrass them.

"Okay, I'll just wait."

Seeing my compromise, the two old men became proud as if they had won a battle.

Do you think I will wait obediently? You idiot! !

I walked in a circle around the automatic cooking machine, with a twinkling look in my eyes, saying that I had as many bad intentions as there were.

"Wait a minute, you guy, are you trying to do something to my baby?"

Seeing this, old man Farah quickly came over and was wary of me.

"It's my baby!!"

Mu Aodonggua angrily scolded Old Man Farah, but his eyes were fixed on me. As soon as I made any move and tried to touch the crappy thing in front of me, I was afraid that I would be subdued by two people before I even stretched out my hand halfway.

"How could that be? I'm the host of this game, how could I do anything?" I smiled and narrowed my eyes.

"It's only possible because of you brat."

The two old guys immediately sneered. It seems that my credibility in their hearts is also very low.

"Well, you should feel at ease now."

In order to prove my innocence, I stepped back generously, allowing the two of them to relax their vigilance slightly.

Then……

"Oops, it looks like it's dirty in here."

I suddenly said this, and the two old men opposite me immediately became alert, fearing that I would take the opportunity to come forward and touch them.

However, my feet seemed to have taken root and did not move at all, which made them both relieved and confused.

What is this brat playing at?

"Fini, please go help wipe it. This is a cooking tool. If the dirty parts are exposed to the eater, won't it affect the appetite? Don't you think so?"

I turned my little face to the two old men and proposed this compromise.

"Fini's words are no problem."

The two old men looked at each other and nodded. They still knew Feini's character. She was not as cunning and full of tricks as the brat in front of them.

"Okay meow, cousin, where's the mess?"

Feini took out her handkerchief and slowly reached towards the automatic cooking machine, slowly...slowly...

At the same time, Farah seemed to suddenly remember something, and a wailing sound that shocked even God suddenly sounded.

"No, I can't let this guy touch me!!"

Time slowed down at this moment. Old Man Farah and Mu Aodonggua were horrified and desperately wanted to rush forward to stop the movement. Feini exclaimed "Huh" and turned around to look at the two people in confusion, but her little hand still subconsciously moved toward them. The movements of stretching forward all slowed down, as if they had become an eternal scene.

After an unknown amount of time, just when Farah and Muradin were about to hold Feini back, Feini's hand lightly pressed on the automatic cooking machine a tenth and one second earlier.

“Buzz buzz buzz buzz————!!!”

In an instant, the automatic cooking machine buzzed loudly, making a loud noise like an air raid siren. The soft orchid light that was originally wrapped in it also shone brightly in an instant, bursting out with a blinding blue light that made people unable to open their eyes. It spread, wrapping the entire competition venue and the tens of thousands of spectators around it. From a distance, the place where the first MasterChef Competition held by the alliance had turned into a ball of dazzling blue light.

"No----!!"

Farah and Muradin also wailed as if they had lost their wives and children. They gave up on Feini, stared at the blue light of the explosion, and turned towards the body that began to shake violently, as if it was about to self-destruct. Automatic cooking machine.

"No, it's impossible. It has been tested many times before, and the probability of failure is less than [one in a million] for an automatic cooking machine. How could it..."

Muradin was busy tinkering with the fuselage while shouting in disbelief.

"Stop talking, I made a miscalculation this time and fell into that brat's trick. Work quickly and see if you can recover."

Farah spat out a mouthful of old blood. He seemed to be more than ten years older, repairing more than a dozen magic circles with feeble operations.

"Boom--!!"

The painstakingly crafted automatic cooking machine did not give the two makers face. After lingering for a few seconds, it let out a huge explosion.

This script is right.

Their eyes were narrowed tightly by the violent blue light. Those spectators who did not know the truth, after hearing the explosion, felt as if they heard the loud church bells that would ring on time every dusk and echo throughout the camp. eyebrows, showing a reassuring and peaceful smile.

No explosion, no farah.

"What's going on...what's going on?"

Fini, the instigator of the incident, was still looking at me blankly and ignorantly, with eyes full of curiosity, as if she couldn't figure out at all, this thing was so good, why did it explode?

"Well done, Finny."

I patted Fini on the shoulder and gave her a thumbs up. This move made Fini feel more confused and uneasy.

I'm sorry, Feini, there are some truths that you'd better not know, I looked at this transvestite with pity and thought to myself.

Even if there is a one-in-a-million chance, this tragedy emperor's hand can't be resisted. It is about to break through the sky.

"Okay~~~~! The most [sad] accident inevitably happened in front of everyone's eyes. It seems that the two players Farah and Muradin are no longer able to continue the game, or they will lose without a fight. , let us use warm applause to thank them for the wonderful performance they brought to everyone."

I took a look at the automatic cooking machine that had changed from being tattered on the inside to being tattered on the outside and inside, and was constantly emitting black smoke. Then I looked at the explosion, which was all over the place, covered in black paint, and fell to the ground. Old Farah and Mudiao Donggua were silent, I announced loudly to all the audience.

Soldiers came up and carted away the three black piles of garbage on the ground.

Next...next...

"I am a special chef from Yang [Beep] Restaurant, known as Ding You Master."

The middle-aged man in front of me, wearing a thick turban and erect eyebrows, smiled heartily at me, his white teeth shining in the sun.

I:"……"

This is really a copyright infringement as soon as it appears. I still feel like Abbey going downstairs.

Although I don’t know who it is, I always feel that someone is losing integrity faster than myself.

"Today, I want to show you the secret that makes our Yang [Beep] Restaurant famous."

Since it is a secret that is not told, just don’t tell it! Just pick up the package and go back now! It was still too late before the copyright dispute got out of hand, but now it's really not too late, you bastard! ! !

Not noticing the complaint on my face, this Master Ding [Beep] just started promoting himself.

"That's right, it's a legend that has been circulating on the Dark Continent since ancient times, a secret among secrets, and the legendary eight great kitchen utensils!!"

"Oh oh oh——!! This is incredible!!!"

On the surface, I was shocked by the very mysterious kitchen legend, but in fact, I was calculating in my mind that God would have to spend a few more years in jail in the Space-Time Administration for the new crime of copyright infringement.

"The Eight Great Kitchen Utensils? Have you ever heard of such a legend?"

The audience in the audience began to whisper. After all, in the Dark Continent civilization, which has at least hundreds of thousands of years of history, no one dares to say that they know all the legends. Even the most knowledgeable wise men today do not dare to say that they know 100% of the legends. One, even one thousandth, one ten thousandth.

But it is obvious that no one among tens of thousands of people knows the existence of this legend.

"Since a hundred years ago, these eight major kitchen utensils have been collected by our Yang [Beep] Restaurant and passed down from generation to generation. Today, I am taking this opportunity to let everyone see them."

"First of all, the Holy Demonic Bronze Artifact!!"

I saw this bright-eyed chef with splayed eyebrows placing a round jar on the table.

"Its effect is to speed up the hair making process. All the dry ingredients are put inside and hair will be ready in just a few seconds. Please see, this is a salted fish."

Master Ding [Beep] raised a hard salted fish in his hand for everyone to see.

"Then put it in and wait for a few seconds... Oh oh oh, white light is blooming, and the Holy Demonic Bronze Artifact is exerting force. You see, this is the wonder of it..."

A few seconds later, he dug into the jar and caught a big, fresh fish in his hands, shouting excitedly.

“The salted fish has become a live fish!!!”

This is completely overdone... No, this is not a haircut at all, it's a magic trick, you bastard! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

I roared and shook the coffee table of my soul.

What a mess! Why do you always force me to complain? This host can’t do it anymore! ! !

…

"They say there is no salted fish in it, Mr. Elder."

"No, no, no, there must be that salted fish in it, you bastard."

After the legendary [Holy Demonic Bronze Weapon] transformed into a living fish, this scene was happening on the stage.

The legendary special [beep] chef and I each grabbed one side of the holy demon bronze vessel and fought back and forth.

"At least let me confirm."

"No, no, no, the legendary kitchen utensil has been claimed. No one can touch it except its owner."

The fight continues.

At this moment, Master Ding [Beep] gave me a pleading look and said in a low voice.

"Elder Fan, it's not easy to open a restaurant, so just show your respect."

"As a host, I must adhere to the principles of fairness, justice and openness." I said with a righteous look on my face.

"From now on, the elders will come to our restaurant to eat and drink for free."

"make a deal."

The hands that were originally arguing about the jar were secretly clasped together inside.

"Cousin meow~~~ This seems to be..."

Standing nearby, Fini, the only one who could keep this scene in mind, looked at me with worried eyes.

"Phini, let me ask you, can you eat your integrity?"

"No...can't meow."

"Then, if you use the moral integrity of not being able to eat in exchange for something that you can eat, it's still a profit after all."

"Eh...hey...is...is that so?"

"Fini is doubtful."

"Believe me, this Rogge, who is known as the third stingiest, has never done a losing business." I said in a serious tone.

"That...that's true." Feini was successfully hypnotized and nodded vaguely.

After a while...

"Look at this Eternal Spirit Sword again..."

“Oh oh oh, it’s so amazing, it really made the chicken that had been stripped of its feathers grow back its feathers!!”

"And this jade dragon pot..."

“Oh my God, it’s amazing, you can even cook cold dishes!!!”

The game has subtly turned into the atmosphere of a TV commercial. Why don't Mr. Hou make a move? Now only 998...