Marvel has a tavern

A farce caused by egg fried rice is finally over. Jiang Jiu and Xiao Hei came to the kitchen, ate the simple breakfast bought by Barry, and then went downstairs to the tavern. Although Jiang Jiu could wave his hand to make the tavern spotless, or directly let the tavern have the ability to remove dust, but Jiang Jiu felt that there was no breath of life at all, so unless something went wrong or he was lazy, he would clean the tavern himself.

"Barry has become a headline figure in online media recently." Xiao Hei picked up the tablet and looked at it for a while before saying.

"This is a good thing." Jiang Jiu wore a mask and wiped the table with a rag in his hand.

"But this is too high-profile. The attention you gave is obviously not very reliable." Xiao Hei said angrily: "The program I wrote is about to be deciphered by SHIELD."

"Then don't be lazy and help." Jiang Jiu said casually.

"Do you think he can run around New York City safely without my help?" Xiao Hei said angrily.

"That's why I specially cooked for you." Jiang Jiu said a little aggrievedly.

"You still dare to mention that meal?" Xiao Hei was speechless. It was obvious that this guy had no reflection at all! ! !

"I really followed his instructions." Jiang Jiu's voice was a little weak, because he suddenly remembered that in order to make the egg fried rice achieve the effect in the anime, it seemed that he had added some things, but it was not necessary. Human life.

"When the God of Cookery comes, I will ask him to cook me a meal himself. You must help me, otherwise I will go on strike." Xiao Hei said.

"Strike?! Who are you working for? Are you still on strike? Does your studio provide me with endless body hair?" Jiang Jiu complained.

Xiao Hei snorted and stopped talking to Jiang Jiu, because he knew that Jiang Jiu would shine brightly when given a little sunshine. He couldn't talk to him at this time, otherwise he would be annoyed to death. This was Xiao Hei who had been accompanying Jiang Jiu for so many years. sorted out.

Jiang Jiu finished cleaning the tavern and returned to his seat, looking at the people outside in a daze. The busy traffic outside was also a beautiful sight to him. This was a city full of vitality, and Jiang Jiu liked to be in the tavern, quietly. looked outside.

The door on the bookshelf side was opened, and a man wearing a simple black suit walked in. He looked around and went directly to the bar, pressing the bell on the bar.

"Mr. Zhou, welcome." Jiang Jiu was a little surprised when he saw the person coming, and walked over to say hello.

"Hi, Boss Jiang, hey, are you still having the wine from that day?" The man whom Jiang Jiu called Mr. Zhou said mysteriously.

"Here, there's a wine rack over there. You can drink it after you pay." Jiang Jiu pointed to the wine rack next to the TV and said.

"Ah, you still have to pay. How about I teach you how to cook?" Mr. Zhou frowned and then said.

"Teach me how to cook?" Jiang Jiu's attitude changed 180° in an instant, and he nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Okay, let me teach you how to cook first, and then drink. Hehe, the wine here from Boss Jiang is really great." Mr. Zhou said with a very manly smile.

Jiang Jiu was not interested in talking about this topic. He was currently thinking about cooking. He immediately pulled Mr. Zhou to the kitchen on the second floor. Mr. Zhou walked directly to the refrigerator, opened Jiang Jiu's refrigerator, and then let out a somewhat envious sigh. The sound of sizzling.

"I have to say, every time I see Boss Jiang's refrigerator, I am very envious and jealous." Mr. Zhou said exaggeratedly.

"As long as you like it, haha." Jiang Jiu scratched the back of his head and asked, "What dish are you going to learn today?"

"Have you learned the egg fried rice from last time?" Mr. Zhou asked.

"Of course, there is nothing in this world that I can't learn." Jiang Jiu completely forgot about yesterday's events at this moment, patted his chest and said boldly.

"You are so awesome, why don't you go to heaven?" Mr. Zhou complained, then took out a cigarette and prepared to light it, but found that he could not light it.

"No smoking in the kitchen, Mr. Zhou." Jiang Jiu said lightly.

"Ah, after almost a year, I have already forgotten the rules here, boss." Mr. Zhou threw away the cigarette and turned to Jiang Jiu and said, "The easiest thing in our school today is French steak."

"But I want to learn Chinese food." Jiang Jiu looked at the other person and said, "You didn't say you forgot again, did you?"

"I forgot what happened a year ago, damn it." Mr. Zhou patted his head. In fact, he has been tasting all kinds of delicious food recently. He has changed from a cook to a person who sets rules. .

"Fish-flavored shredded pork, I want to learn this. I'm really curious. In the hands of top chefs, chicken can really exude the flavor of fish." Jiang Jiu looked at Mr. Zhou and said expectantly.

"Um, okay, actually, the fish-flavored shredded pork is not that difficult." Mr. Zhou's special skills have not been lost, so after reviewing it for a while, he started to get ingredients and teach Jiang Jiu how to cook.

About two hours later, Mr. Zhou finally got his wish and drank the wine he wanted to drink first, said goodbye to Jiang Jiu and left the tavern. And just after Mr. Zhou left the tavern, Xiao Hei, who had been sleeping soundly before, finally yawned, stretched and stood up from the cat crawler.

"Hey, did someone come just now?" Xiao Hei asked.

"Well, Mr. Zhou is here again." After Jiang Jiu finished speaking, he suddenly looked at Xiao Hei strangely and said, "It's strange, you actually slept all morning today."

"It's not because of the meal you had yesterday." Xiao Hei said angrily and asked: "Mr. Zhou? Which Mr. Zhou? Could it be Zhou Yu."

"Stephen Zhou, Zhou Xingxing." Jiang Jiu said happily: "I learned another dish today, fish-flavored shredded pork. Do you want to try it?"

"Stephen Zhou? The God of Cookery is here?" Xiao Hei suddenly became furious and said angrily: "The God of Cookery is here and you didn't wake me up?"

"What is the God of Cookery? It's Stephen Zhou. Although his cooking is indeed very good, he is still far from the God of Cookery." Jiang Jiu shook his head.

"Stephen Zhou? Can you show me." Xiao Hei didn't want to continue explaining and asked Jiang Jiu to help review the scene just now.

"Okay, you are serious, there are so many things." Jiang Jiu said, using magic to rewind the scene of Stephen Zhou entering the tavern, so that Xiao Hei could clearly see who was coming.

"Looking like this, Shete, it turns out to be a young version of Stephen Chow." Xiao Hei said with disappointment: "I thought it was the last Stephen Chow, so I waited for so long in vain, and you still failed me. I tricked this guy once, I will definitely blow him up next time he comes!!!"

"Ha, so that's what it means. After Stephen Zhou became the God of Cookery, is the food he cooks delicious?" Jiang Jiu asked curiously: "Also, when did we watch this movie? Why did I Can’t remember?”

"Not long after you enlightened me, I watched you alone when you went out." Xiao Hei rolled his eyes, and then said very seriously: "The question is not whether the food he cooked is delicious or not. , but that feeling, you know? Just like the way you look happy after seeing Barry, the way you look at Tony Stark secretly and hate the iron."

"What does it mean to hate iron but not steel? I'm not his father." Jiang Jiu stood up, walked to the bar, and said: "Since you like him so much after becoming the God of Cookery, you can wait. Time is one Very good sculptor, the one you want to meet will show up.”